Kyanna wasn't in the mood.They were talking for ten minutes,and they already wanted to kill each other.He didn't like her,and she didn't like him either.So they feelings were mutual.And she didn't mind that,as long as they stayed to hatred.She wasn't one to love,and he from what it seemed,love was an unknown word to him as well,so there was no problem.They both got what they wanted.<br/><br/>"Can't you carry the damn bottle yourself?"<br/>Rolling her eyes she walked back over towards the table and grabbed it rather harshly,walking once again towards the door,not looking back to see if he was following.Because she already knew he had no choice but to do so.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Kyanna didn't give him the chance to ask where they were going.Soon,the sun would rise,and she had to be near the water,or else she wouldn't look as if she was sick.Sun wasn't something she could endure without water.<br/><br/>As they reached the beach,Kyanna placed his bottle in the sun,and took off her seaweed skirt,not caring whether Ali was watching.After all,she was a Siren,and had no idea about...private parts.Plopping down on a rock,she took some of the sand in her hands,feeling as if she was home once again.She was where she belonged."You like it here?"