Wave-Girl

For a mermaid that hadn’t stepped foot into the ocean for three years, Luna spent more time with fins than feet than one would think. Despite that, she had grown at least somewhat accustomed to walking during the rare instances she was allowed out of her tank. When one of her father’s close aides came to her and opened the hatch for the large water tank she swam around in all day as humans stared at her, Luna wasn’t sure what to think. The only time she was ever allowed out was when her father wanted to speak with her. Early on in her time being forced to perform, Luna couldn’t bring herself to smile at all, which people took notice of. Her father had called her to meet with him during that time. When Luna said she didn’t like it in her tank, her father was… displeased. Two days later, Luna managed to finally teach herself how to fake a convincing smile and never again frowned in front of the humans that came to watch her. She instead reserved her tears for the times when she was

It took nearly thirty minutes before Lucas and the others were finally able to calm Rain down. She sat on the couch, gazing down at the floor while Coral stood at her side with a hand placed gently on Rain’s shoulder. When Rain had first seen the picture on Lucas’s phone, a whirlpool of emotions swirled around in her head. After months of coming up empty for clues, she finally knew where the little sister that had been taken from her was. For three years, she had been tormented with the grief and guilt over what had happened to Luna. And even though all that time had passed, Rain was sure beyond a shadow of a doubt that the mermaid in that picture was the same little sister that she had been searching for. “It’s her. It’s really her.” Rain had been muttering similar things to herself ever since the initial wave of emotion had passed. Lucas let out a sigh as he ran his fingers through his hair. “I thought she looked pretty similar to you all as mermaids. But to think she actually was

Lucas quietly sat in the lecture hall, taking down meticulous notes as the professor neared the end of their lecture. There were a few students that were nearing their limit, simply waiting for class to be over. But being the dutiful student that he was, Lucas was as focussed as always. The spring semester was already in full swing. A month had passed since Lucas and his five roommates had returned to campus and resumed their studies. Compared to the start of the previous semester, all of the girls had adjusted to life on land to the point where they had almost no trouble blending into human society. It certainly made Lucas’s job easier. Finally, the lecture for Lucas’s class ended and the students began leaving the room. Lucas packed up his things and prepared to head back to his dorm building as he was done with classes for today. As he began to walk out into the hall however, a voice called out to him. “Yo, Lucas!” As Lucas turned his head towards the direction of the voice he

After a little over two weeks in Little Creek, winter break was nearing its end for Lucas and the others. Before long, they would all be returning to their dorm building near Merlia University. Although it had only been a short while however, the small town had almost come to feel like home to the five girls who had come with Lucas there over break. Rain helped with the dishes as everyone finished dinner. Lucas’s aunt gave her an appreciative smile as she handed her the next plate. “You really don’t need to feel obligated to help out, dear. You’re all our guests.” Rain shook her head. “You’ve taken such good care of us these past couple weeks. This is the least I can do.” “You’re so sweet. I’m sure you’re going to make a lovely wife for someone in the future.” The plate Rain was washing almost slipped out of her hands. A red blush came to her face. “O-Oh, I’m far too young to be thinking about marriage.” While Rain and Lucas’s aunt worked on the dishes, the others were sitting by

Little Creek didn’t have much going for it. There weren’t any tourist attractions to really speak of. It had a rustic charm, but that was simply another way of calling it old and outdated. And most forms of modern entertainment required one to go out of town. But the people who lived here were content with their lives. Little Creek had its little charms that made it special. And few times showed that off as well as the annual winter festival. The entire town was abuzz. Stalls lined the streets with food and fun games. Laughs and chatter were everywhere you went. It was by far one of the times of the year everyone in Little Creek looked forward to the most. Lucas walked around the festival with his five female roommates as well as Hana. While all of the girls seemed to be enjoying the festival, it was clear Coral was the clear winner in terms of who was having the most fun. The only one who topped even her excitement was Hana, who was running from one stall to the next with boundless

A few days had passed since Lucas and the others had arrived in the small town of Little Creek. By this point, the girls had gotten a tour of the town, courtesy of Lucas and Hana. It was vastly different from the city that they had grown accustomed to living near, but the town had a warm and cozy atmosphere to it. The one downside to being in a small quaint town however was that there wasn’t much to do. Lucas and the girls all sat around the house lounging. His aunt and uncle were both at work, and although Hana was on break from school like them she was spending the day at a friend’s house. So that left them all alone with not much to do besides watch tv. As the rather complacent day continued, the sudden sound of footsteps coming downstairs caught Lucas’s attention. Seconds later, Coral came into the room wearing a bikini top and small waterproof skirt. “Alright! Who’s ready for some swimming?!” The group all stared at Coral skeptically. “We can’t.” Pacifica said plainly. “Why

The ocean’s waves crashed along the sandy shore as the late afternoon sky gradually deepened its orange color. Coral sat up on the shore, reaching just to the edge of where the water from the waves would reach. But neither the sky’s color nor the touch of the ocean mattered to Coral. All her attention was taken by the mysterious young human boy lying unconscious at her side. She stared down at him, watching his chest rise and fall, the only sign she had that he was breathing and still alive. The sea’s salty water dripped down from her hair, wetting the boy’s cheeks. He couldn’t be older than ten. Coral had no clue who this human boy was. Everything about him was a mystery to her. And yet for some reason she found herself entranced and unable to look away. Slowly, for reasons even she herself did not quite understand, Coral slowly moved her head closer to the boy. She rested her head upon his chest, hearing his rhythmic heartbeat. She listened to the soothing sound for what felt like