I could still hear the crashing of the waves. It felt as though they were pounding against my skull, although now that I was becoming less groggy, I realised the crashing of the waves was further away than the inside of my skull. I clutched my head, knowing that opening my eyes would let the light in; make it worse. But I did it anyway.
It was surprisingly dark. I could see rock, and more rock, surrounding me. I could feel it underneath me. I jerked up, feeling pain ripple through my head and then a hand on my shoulder, forcing me down. I struggled, looking around for the owner of the hand. Two blue eyes met mine, surrounded by drenched raven hair.
"Lay still. You're safe." The red lips said. So I lay there, staring up at her.
"Who are you?"
"Why were you swimming in stormy water?"
"I didn't want to, I got stuck."
"The tide came in really fast. I'm not used to it. Where am I? Who are you?"
"Lots of questions."
"Yes, lots of questions. Could you answer some of them?" I asked, pulling myself up slowly this time.
She studied me intently, her lips pursed. I blinked a couple of times and the vision that had been blurred came fully in to focus. I looked around. It was rock; it looked like we were inside a cave.
"You're inside a cave." I looked back at her and saw her staring at me again.
"Alright. How did I get here?"
"I saved you."
"Thank you. And who are you?"
"I am," There was a slight hesitation, "Marina."
"Alright. I'm Drew."
"Hi. Look, thanks for saving me and all, but is there any way I can get back home from here?"
"Not from the way we came in."
"It's filled with water."
I stood up slowly, and Marina stood with me, one hand supporting my elbow. I noted she was wearing a long blue dress, and a coral necklace. Her dress was dry, which struck me as strange. My jeans and t-shirt were sodden.
"How did you get dry?"
"What?" She looked down at her dress. "Oh, I had a change of clothes. In my bag." I looked around and saw a backpack.
"You were going somewhere?"
I stared at her but her clear blue eyes revealed nothing, so I shrugged and turned away, looking for an exit inside the cave. There was a giant hole in the floor, filled with water, and I guessed that was where I had been pulled through by Marina. I started on the left of this pool, looking round jutting out pieces of rock and searching for some exit. There was a rabbit hole in the ceiling, which had clearly given the bunny a fright when he discovered the cave underneath him, that lit the cracks and rough walls around us.
I finally stumbled across a passage way hidden behind one of the pieces of rock that jutted out in to the cave.
"I think I've found something. Come and have a look." I turned round and Marina was right behind me. She made me leap out of my skin. "Jeez. Don't do that."
"You said to come and have a look." She said, a puzzled look on her face.
"Sorry, you just made me jump. Let's see if we can get out this way."
She nodded and I turned and made my way slowly along the passage, feeling along the wall in the darkness. Before long I saw light, and after a few more steps I saw the source; our escape.
We climbed out of the passage and found ourselves confronted by a little black and white terrier. Marina hid behind me as it yapped, and then it's owner came and took it away, staring at me in my sodden clothes all the time. It was sunny now; the storm had passed.
"What now?" Marina asked.
"Well, I'd better go home and get out of these wet things. Do you go to school near here?"
"To Havelock Secondary?"
"I start there on Monday. Are you a sixth former?"
"Well I might see you there then. Do you want me to walk you home?"
She shook her head wildly.
"It's... it's a bit out of the way. I'll walk you to your house."
"You don't have to."
"Which way?" I pointed over to the village I could see in the distance. I recognised the church peering over the houses grimly. "I will go to."
She set off, and I followed, bemused. Marina was a little strange, but she seemed nice. And it would be good to know one person when I started school on Monday.
We hardly spoke however, and when I stopped outside my house she simply smiled, hoisted her backpack higher on to her shoulder, and waited for me to go. I waved at her once I got to the door and she returned the gesture, then turned and hurried off in the direction we had come from. What a strange girl. But pretty. Really pretty.
When I opened the door the first thing that happened was my mum; a small blonde woman in her forties rushed in, her face angry, and berated me for being out so long.
"Where have you been? Had me worried... why are you soaked?"
"Um, mum, it rained? I had to take cover. Sorry." I finished lamely.
"Well, that's alright I suppose. Now go dry off and then unpack. Your brother's finished already." Right on cue Seth ran in and leapt at me.
"Mummy wouldn't let me have the big room. She says it's hers."
"Hope she didn't give you the second biggest. That's mine you know pal."
"She gave me the small one. I can't wait to be big so I get the big one. Raff almost didn't fit!" Raff is Seth's toy giraffe. He got it when he was two, and couldn't say giraffe, but his nickname for it stuck. Raff takes up more of the bed than Seth does. He is genuinely the biggest toy I've ever seen.
"Well let me go change and I'll come and make sure Raff is comfortable."
"You're all wet!" He chuckled, then jumped down from my arms and ran upstairs. My brother is a strange little creature, but he's my favourite person in the world. I took off my jacket and hung it outside, put my shoes on the porch, and went upstairs, leaving little puddles on the wooden flooring.