suddenly grunted like a pig and I had to laugh. He then collected it in his mouth and spat it out a few meters. Laughing, I put my hands over my mouth and protested. "Now do it!" he asked me and I grunted hesitantly. "Yes, that's fine. But before you spit you have to go back with your head." "So?" I asked and spat in the water. “That was better, but you still have to practice! See?” And he spat again into the sea. I was just about to do it with a grin and didn't even know what had gotten into me that I was doing something like that when I suddenly heard a clear throat clearing behind me. A throat clearing that I would recognize among thousands. With a dark premonition, I turned and looked into my mother's keen eyes. Smiling embarrassed, I nudged Trunks, who was still spitting heavily."What is it?" he asked and he got his answer when he saw my mother and swallowed the spit that he had just collected in his mouth, causing me to grimace. To break the awkward silence, I introduced Trunks to my mother. "Uh ... Mother, may I introduce you to Trunks Dorson? It was he who saved me yesterday!"


"Yeah ... well, I better go now and prepare for dinner. Well then .... see you later, Trunks!" I babbled quickly and quickly disappeared into my cabin.


But as I was sitting there doing my hairstyle, Trunks' words shot around in my head again. These two questions haunted my head and did not leave me alone. As if they were on tape and someone was constantly pressing the repeat button, these two questions kept repeating themselves in my head and I tried desperately to answer these two questions inside myself, but as hard as I tried, I found No Answer.Did I love Celton Hockley? Why couldn't I tell him? Sighing, I put the brush down and looked in the mirror. Trunks appeared before my eyes, smiling at me and looking at me with his stunning blue eyes that were as pure and innocent as the sea itself. A slight tremor ran through me and a slight smile fell on my lips. He was really unique, thanks to him I was still alive and thanks to him I felt a lot better. I didn't know exactly what affection meant, since I've never felt it for anyone, but the feeling that ran through me was probably something like that. I was just about to put on the lipstick when suddenly the door creaked behind me and someone stepped in.




Sequel follows.....