Write A Story Together

(it isn't showing up on my computer. try e-mailing it to me. that might work."

"Yeah, we have a filter, so you don't have to worry about getting it dirty. I think that my sister(I'm saying that he has an older sister that's away at college)left some of her old bathing suits. Come on, I'm sure one of them will fir you."

Wes led her back inside, up-stairs, and into his sister's old room.

(Right. I'll e-mail it to you ^_^)

Elaria ran up the stairs with the grace that only a cat could match, and was led into Wes' sister's room. She looked around, seeing a bare room with an empty bed and a desk. Wes took out a mix of coloured bathing suits, and showed them to Elaria. She looked blankly at them, as if they had come from a different planet.

"Heh, What's wrong? Never seen a bikini before?"

"Um... no. Do people here really wear those... things?" Elaria asked, dumbfounded.

"Yeah, whenever we go swiming. Boy's swim suits look different though. Pick one."

Elaria glared at the swim suits critically. She chose a purple-blue one, but looked wary of it (canyou look wary of a swim suit?)
"I don't suppose you have any rope, do you? I need to tie my hair back..." Elaria asked Wes.

"Um, no rope, but how about this?"

Wes picked up a blue hair scrunchie from the desk and showed it to her.

"Right. That's good enough." Elaria said, while beginning to braid her long hair. After she had finished, she tied the hair scrunchie on the end, and tossed the braid in front of her shoulder. "There we go!"

"Now, how 'bout you change into that swimiing suit, and I'll go change as well?"

"Um, right. Okay," Elaria said, while being ushered to the bathroom by Wes.
Now hurry up," Wes said. Elaria nodded indignantly.

Wes went into his room to change into his own swimming shorts. He changed into shorts with flames on them.

Elaria changed into her swim suit (with much difficulty), and came out of the bathroom. Without her long clothes, you could see that she had toned muscles, and a small, shapely figure.

"Yep. I knew one of my sister's suits would fit you. Now, come on."

Wes led Elaria back down-stairs, and back out-side. He then ren towards the pool, and jumped in yelling "Cannonball!"

Elaria inclined her head. "Cannonball?" she asked.
"Just forget it and come in," Wes said.
Elaria sat down by the edge of the pool, putting her foot into the clear water. She eased herself in, slowly. "Wow, that feels great! It's been a month since I was last in water."

"A month? Wow. Um, you know how to swim, right?"

"I already told you. Gypsies live hard. Especially half breeds like me," Elaria told Wes. "And yes, I know how to swim. Tor taught m- oh shoot," she said, annoyed that she let her tongue slip.

"Tor? That's your horse, right? Magic horse, is he?"

"Gah!" Elaria said, exasperated. She slapped her forehead. "Quit mocking me or I'll send I needle through your heart!" she yelled, visibly annoyed. For the effect, she began gathering water into her hand.

"What'd I do?!"

"You mock me, make fun of my elemental magic, make fun of Tor, make fun of me! Just lay off!" She yelled, not too happy with the current situation. "I'm going to end up going insane!"

"I never mocked you! I'm used to this kinda stuff, that's why I wasn't surprised or anything."

Elaria put her hands on her hips. "You're used to it, eh?" she questioned. "Well let's see if you're used to this!"
She gathered up all the energy she could, and directed the water. She made the pool into a mini-storm, creating havoc in the garden. She then stopped the storm, and dropped the remaining water onto Wes. For effect, she yawned and floated on her back in the pool.

Wes sputtered.

"That's nice. Yeah, I am used to this kinda stuff. Do you know who lives here in San Fran?"

(big twist time! also, time for me to have fun time!)

"Who?" Elaria mocked. "A magical elf? Or fairy princess? Or maybe a unicorn? My friend had a unicorn once, but she flew away..." Elaria trailed off, forgetting about mocking Wes.

"Um, no. Know what a super-hero is?"