Melody
The salty tang of the air around the saltwater pool isn"t quite as exciting now that the prospect of going home is just around the corner. I suppose because I"m starting to feel like the people I want to spend the most time with are all at the academy.
"Hey, Melody," Fiona says, coming to take a seat beside me. She dips her feet into the pool and swishes them back and forth, though she doesn"t call forth her tail. "I thought you had to be singing to have that out." She gestures to my deep green scales.
"I see Georgie told you about our chat." I"m not bothered by that, I suppose it"s going to be common knowledge that I"m a siren soon enough.
"She did. Sorry."
I shrug. "You have nothing to be sorry for. Georgie on the other hand..."
"It"s not her fault, I was curious when she sa
