I like to see people reunited, maybe that's a silly thing, but what can I say, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't big enough, the eyes that can't take in all the change, I like the hugging, the brining together, the end of missing someone.
Without saying anything, Dara gathered her pillow and one of the soft comforters from her bed and carried it into Carolina's room. Mackenzie and Jennifer followed her. They would sleep in her room that night, keeping the ice packs around her, adjusting the fan. One by one they fixed their make-shift beds on the floor, close to each other, and close to Carolina.
This angered me. Nothing has changed? I screamed at him. I was furious with him. He had duped me. Your a mermaid! Your a freak! Calling him a freak hurt his feelings. I am the same boy you fell in love with. I can't help who I was born as, but that doesn't affect the boy in which I want to be. And what is that? I asked, really emotional right now. A boy who wants to be given the chance to love you. With these tender words, I instantly ran into his arms. Oh Trysten, I don't care who you are, or what you can become, but I love you for loving me.