My Falling Sun 4.1

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The waves crashed loudly and icy water swirled around my feet, splashing up my ankles and sending shivers up my legs. Ethan climbed out of a wave, sopping, with water dripping out of his shaggy brown hair. With his hair flattened it was easy to see the resemblance with his brother.

"It's not cold!" He tried to convince Anna, who was standing next to me, her arms clasped around her.

"It is!" She shrilled, taking a step back as another wave flowed around us.

Ethan turned to me, "You're gonna come in, right?"

"Eventually," I grinned, "It is pretty cold."

"You guys are such girls!" He growled and turned back just as another wave crashed down.

Anna and I laughed as I retreated out of the water to stand with her. We both stared out at the horizon, watching as Ethan dove under a wave. Kevin and Tristan appeared at either side of us. I saw Tristan first, on the other side of Anna, he smiled at me, big and friendly. I returned the favor.

"So, you going in?" Kevin asked heartily.

"Eventually..." I said.

"It's cold," explained Anna.

Tristan waded in, "It's not that cold."

"Well not when you're only in that far," I reasoned.

"Well then why aren't you in this far?" He challenged.

I didn't have an answer to this so I shrugged.
"Well, come in!" He motioned with his arm. At this, Kevin laughed and placed his hands on my waist to guide me further.
The water was cool and refreshing. I could already feel the sand sticking to my skin.

Ethan emerged from the water to watch us. Anna was still standing nervously at the edge, "Are you gonna come, babe?" He asked her. I guess she realized that there was no way to avoid it so she shrugged and stepped cautiously into the water.
Ethan clapped his hands together and went up to meet her, taking her hand and leading her in.
"Your turn," Tristan grinned at me.

"You're not even in yet!" I protested but as I was he dunked into the water.

Kevin just laughed again, still clutching my waist.
I scowled at Tristan as he emerged. He smiled at me mockingly. Kevin let go now and dove smoothly into the ocean so that Tristan and I were left looking at each other.

"Well?" He said after what felt like ages but couldn't have been - Kevin was still underwater.
I rolled my eyes and waded in, taking a deep breath before submerging under the waves.
"One sees clearly only with the heart. Anything essential is invisible to the eyes."
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I like it, I like it, I like it! :D

I guess she realized that there was no way to avoid it so she shrugged and stepped cautiously into the water.

I guess she realized that there was no way to avoid it, so she shrugged and stepped cautiously into the water.

Kevin let go now and dove smoothly into the ocean so that Tristan and I were left looking at each other.

Kevin let go now, and dove smoothly into into the ocean, so that Tristan and I were left looking at each other.

"Well?" He said after what felt like ages but couldn't have been - Kevin was still underwater.

He said after what felt like ages, but couldn't have been- Kevin was still underwater.
Noob is a state of being, not a length of time. ~Ego

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Not an awful lot happened in this chapter so I probably won't have much to say about this. I will try my best though to try and find a few things to comment on, both good and bad.

My only real critique, if you could call it a critique, is what I said in the first few chapters. This is rather predictable and cliché. Like I've said many times before, cliché doesn't bother me personally as long as it's written well. What you'll find though is that a lot of people don't like cliché stories. Don't get worried though, this is no way the most cliché story I've ever read, not by far. Although the plot of this is cliché, your descriptions, characters, and other things aren't as cliché. To be honest, as long as you keep the story interesting, you don't need to worry about being to predictable or cliché.

The other thing I'd like to comment on is your grammar. I'm still finding that your grammar could do with a bit of improvement. Don't get to stressed about that though, I can't use grammar completely correctly yet myself. Grammar is certainly a confusing thing. What I'm finding is that your main problem is the fact that you're not entirely sure on when and how to use commas or semi colons. I'm not going to go into a load of detail about that right now though. In the last chapter, I'll try and explain some grammatical points to you. ;)
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I was flummoxed by fractious Franny's decision to abrogate analgesics for the moribund victims of the recent conflagration. Of course, to display histrionics was discretionary, but I did so anyways, implicating a friend in my drama to make the effect cumulative. I think a misanthrope would have a prosaic appellation, perhaps one related to autonomy and the rejection of anthropocentrism. I think they wouldn't think much of the prominence of watching the coagulation of tea to prognosticate future malevolent events, not even if those events were related to jurisprudence.
— Spearmint