Chapter 11
Pearls POV
The couch wasn't as comfortable as my bed back home but it would do.
I can't believe I would see humans walk on water! Okay, maybe not walk on water but something like that.
I haven't really seen humans closer than the rock, but I heard there is another rock which is good...I think.
Eagerness bubbled up inside of me. I can't wait.
I opened my eyes.
Pale was crashed on the bed, snoring as loud as a giant.
She wasn't waking up.
I pulled the thin blanket of the couch and swam to the door.
My hand gripped the gold handle and I opened the door.
I began to swim down the hallway.
"Pearl?" A voice said behind me, it didn't sound like Pale, not that I was expecting that.
I turned around.
Matthew was standing there.
"What are you doing here?" Matthew asked.
"What are you doing here?" I asked him.
"I'm a boy," Matthew said. "I know what's good for me.
"No, you don't because your not a boy, your a merman," I sassed.
"Fine, I'm a merman and I know what's good for me."
I nodded. "And I'm a mermaid and I know what's good for me."
His emerald green fish tail sparkled in the vague light of the seascrapers that never seem to sleep.
I heard the soft pitter-patter above my head.
"It's raining in the human world," I said.
"How can you tell that?" Matthew said his eyes wide with amazement.
"I have stronger ears than humans to interpret underwater language. Your ears are still a bit human, you can't hear the rain yet and I doubt Pale can too," I said.
"Of course Pale can't hear the rain," Matthew said. "Her snore sounds like rolling thunder."
I rolled my eyes.
"Well, good night Pearl," Matthew said as he swam past me.
I returned to my sleep quarters just at dawn.
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