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You feel the lag of being waterlogged as you wash up on a shore, barely conscious as your vision blurs your surroundings. Harshly you cough out the tainted sea water before rolling over on your back only to gasp out when you realize there are people standing over you.
"Is it a mermaid?" says one of the voices looking down at you.
"IF she was a mermaid she would have a fin instead of legs." a rougher deep voice said just ahead of you.
"Hmmm she's been abandoned through and through. More than once." says a third voice as you raise up slowly, finally catching the chill of the night air.
Softly you gasp and wrap your arms around your soaked self when you realize the group staring at you are boys. They chuckle a bit at your actions except for one. He's showing little expression apart from a small smirk as he leans down to help you from the ground.
"Don't worry we won't hurt you....too much." he says as he is ordered to take you to the camp as the other one calls it.
You hit the ground with a grunt as he drops you once you got to the camp and you frown slightly as you rub your elbow. He snorts at you softly while throwing some more wood onto the fire before taking a seat on a log. You sit up and scoot closer to the fire for the warmth. His eyes are studying you until you look over which causes him to look away to the flames quickly.
"You act like you've never seen a girl before in your life, boy." You softly mutter as you turn to look at the fire.
"Well as long as I've been here, I've only seen one. Girls are far too clever and too happy to ever be brought into this place." He smirks a bit beneath his hood.
"You have that wrong. Sometimes we can be lost and alone." You turn your head away. "IS there a possibility for some dry clothes to change into?"
"Just believe it and it'll happen." he mutters. "Close your eyes and think it, foolish girl."
You look at him before closing your eyes and thinking for a bit before opening your eyes to see a fresh set of clothes in your hands. You look at your hands in awe before turning to see he was gone. You sigh before getting up and looking for a good enough cover to change behind.