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There was a big splash fight ensuing in the pool and my best friend Finn was in no hurry to stop it, considering that he was participating in it. Today I had decided to work out of the pool to watch the kids swim from above while Finn worked out in the water with the kids. I tried clapping to get their attention, but that didn't work so finally I blew on my whistle loud and clear and they all looked to me. I made it look like I was doing freestyle as a way to tell them to get back to learning how to swim.
"You heard the woman" Finn turned to them.
"No we didn't" one of the kids joked. Haha like I've never heard that one before. I crossed my arms and gave the kid a stern look.
"I'm sorry Andi" he immediately apologized. I signed thank you to him. I gave most of the kids instructions on what they needed to be working on while Finn translated for me. That was technically how we worked most of the time. I would try and sign something or make arm movements to someone and Finn would translate for me. I guess that's what kinda happens when you've been friends for years you always know what the other is trying to say. Heck we even ended up getting the same job together. Three times a week we teach swim lessons to the children at the elementary school in Storybrooke. We were both practically fish in the water so it was like the perfect job for us.
After we let the kids practice for awhile we finally let them go to the diving board to jump off of for fun. Finn got out of the water and sat on the side with me as we watched the kids. I gave him a towel for him to dry his sandy blonde hair with.
"You're in the pool next time" he smiled at me as he sat down. I offered him a bottle of water.
"No thanks I got enough from that splash fight" I got out my notebook and pencil, since I had my backpack nearby and wrote to him
"Which I'm sure was absolutely unbearable to be a part of"
"You are the only person I know who can write things sarcastically" he joked.
"It's a gift you guppy" I wrote.
"At least I don't look like a clownfish"
"Are you mocking my gingerism?" he jokingly raised his eyebrows at me and I shoulder bumped him. We watched as this one girl was about to jump off the diving board until we heard someone shout
"WHY ARE YOU ALL STILL IN YOUR SWIMSUITS?" We looked to where the voice had come from and saw of course Mr. Seabass himself. Well alright actually he's called Bastian but Seabass seemed to fit better. Finn and I didn't really like him that much because he got stuck with the kids after our class so he always complained to us about their wet hair getting the carpet all messed up and that we weren't good at disciplining the kids well enough because we always gave them free time when they asked for it yada yada yada.
"You two did you happen to notice the time?" he asked us. Finn and I looked at the clock and we both groaned well mainly Finn did I just sort of made this annoyed look.
"It was your job to check the time" Finn blamed me.
"I'm sorry I was trying to stop the tidal wave you guys were causing" I signed.
"We are so sorry" Finn apologized.
"You should all be getting changed" Seabass said to the students.
"Bye Andi, Bye Finn" they all said to us as they passed us on their way to the locker rooms. We both waved to them and said goodbye.
"Have a good day Seabass" I wrote on my notebook and showed to him. Finn saw me write it over my shoulder and smiled to himself. It took Seabass a moment to read it and by the time he had and understood that I was joking with him Finn and I had run away. We made it outside the pool and were practically holding our sides from laughing so hard.
"You are seriously going to get us in trouble at some point" Finn nudged me in the shoulder.
"But not today" I signed giving him a sly smile.
"I thought I smelled cholorine. On the run from Bastian again?" Mary Margaret asked as she found Finn and I. Apparently she was heading off to lunch.
"Aren't we always" I wrote to her.

Damn I better stop writing I'm running out of paper I realized as I saw that I was down to the last few pages of my notebook.
"Don't get into to much trouble" she smiled at us as she went off. Once Finn and I finally caught our breathes we just started to walk around the town.
"So we have the rest of the day ahead of us, what shall we do?" Finn asked.
"Get lunch?" I signed.
"That's a start. I heard Granny's is having a sort of Fish and Chips special today" he said. I made a gagging face.
"Oh right, you don't like fish for some odd reason"
"Because fish are-"
"Very pretty and just don't deserve to be eaten. But you'll eat a chicken?" I nodded.
"You're odd you know that right" I nodded again. So we went and got lunch.

While we were waiting for our food I grabbed an old newspaper off the empty table behind us. I looked through a couple pages and saw something about Bowdoin College's swim team going to Nationals. I sighed and showed Finn the article.
"Well it's not like the Olympics" he said to try and make me feel better. I had wanted to join that swim team so bad, I could have gotten scholarships and gone to a good college and gotten out of here, but sadly according to my foster mom they just weren't interested in me. Which was strange because I had contacted some of the scouts and told them about how I wanted to be a part of their swim team. One of them even came down here to see me privately and I gave them my best. When I finished swimming the scout had even told me I was going to positively be on the swim team but after that I just got no call. Although it's not that bad I mean I get to be home still and be with everyone I love like my foster family and I have this amazing job. I get to be a teacher which is something most people my age can't do.
"There's always next year" Finn assured me. I gave him a small smile and started eating my chicken sandwich that had been brought to me. After that we just sat in the diner for awhile and chatted, when we left it was about nighttime and Finn decided to walk me home. On our way home we ran into my foster brother walking with this blonde woman.
"Henry?" Finn asked. Henry spotted us and waved as he grabbed the blonde woman's hand and dragged her over to us.
"Andi I want you to meet someone this is Emma my mom, my real mom" he emphasized. I gave her a smile and shook her hand. Emma was apparently waiting for my response.
"Oh sorry Emma this is my big sister Andi" Henry introduced me.
"And I'm Finn" Finn awkwardly introduced himself. Emma nodded at him.
"So um sorry to ask but are you d-" Emma started to ask.
"No she just can't speak, it's like some weird mutation in her throat" Finn explained for me although he was sort of making me sound like one of the X-Men instead of just a normal human being with no vocal cords.
"See bet you can guess who she is?" We heard Henry whisper to her. Finn and I rolled our eyes. Here Henry went again with his everyone in Storybrooke is a fairytale character theory.
"It's alright we've heard this before. Take a guess though just for the heck of it" I wrote for Emma.
"The Little Mermaid and Flounder?" she whispered back to Henry. Finn and I both quietly laughed at that. Henry nodded at Emma's answer. That felt so random though. I mean yes I had no voice but a she had a man. I'm as single as single can get and get as much attention as a white crayon. Not to mention she was a mermaid. And Finn as a fish? That's just hysterical thinking about him with gills. We heard the clock chime.
"Ok lets head home kid" Finn said to Henry. Henry walked over to us and said goodbye to Emma.
"It was nice meeting you" I wrote as I finished up my last piece of paper on my notebook.
"Same here" she smiled at me. We all walked home in silence. Once we reached the front gate Finn said goodbye to us. Henry and I's mom opened up the door when we merely steps away from it.
"Hello you two" Regina smiled at us. Henry just ran in silently.
"Hi mom" I signed to her.

Alright so i hope you enjoyed this sorry if there were any grammar errors I typed this up quickly