"Basically to get away from work. My boss is a dragonlady and I really needed a break of I'd go insane!" I felt better just saying it outloud.
"As it turns out, I'm really glad I decided to take my vaction time." I said.
"The test of literature is, I suppose, whether we ourselves live more intensely for the reading of it."
-Elizabeth Drew
Sammy smiled at the two. "We going to go swimmin' or not?" She asked, sliding into the clear pool water and looking up at them. "Well, c'mon then," she swam backwards, allowing them some room to jump in.
Sakura jumped into the water. While Hitsugaya just rolled his eyes." come on Shiro-niisan! Hurry up and jump in!" Sakura shouted.
"Stop calling me That! Thumb Sucker!" He yelled.
Sakura just laghed. Hitsugaya positioned himself on the edge- ready to dive. then he plundged in- head first. A perfect dive. He floaded through the water like a torpedo. Then he popped out of the water at the deep end.
Dusty laughed she dove under the water and grabbed his ankles yanking down hard and pulling him under. She surfaced and laughed climbing out quickly and waiting to see when he came up. She crossed her arms her feet tapping, she looked around she couldnt' see him anywhere.
I emerged and yanked her down. She came up glaring. I laughed. "Come on, an eye for an eye?" I teased. she looked beautiful. I sighed, just basking in her presence.
Dusty crossed her arms, "I'm not fallin for that again." She laughed. She pushed off the edge of the pull and shoved his shoulders under the water. She dove down to the bottom and swam to the other side looking around and waiting for him to show up.
"My dad, I will own it when he dies which better not be soon." She smiled, "I train horses for him and teach lessons." She smiled, "He says I shouldn't, btu I cuoldnt' not stand working."
The day, which was one of the first of spring, cheered even me by the loveliness of its sunshine and the balminess of the air. I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead, revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy. — Mary Shelley, Frankenstein