Writing Camp: Ocean's heart.

"When the world was created, and the time of Gods has passed, a beautiful creature between God and humans was created to keep the sea and life on earth in balance." my grandma started when I convinced her to tell me a story to sleep. "It was a girl with beautiful crystal-like blue eyes and hair like a silver." this was my favorite part. "She lived among us, humans, and dwelled in the sea. Having the love beyond earth and for all the living, never-ending." she continues tenderly. "She is the force, she is the life, but the time comes, she must die." her voice stern now. "One thing can revive her to life, never-ending never lie, a man who's brave enough, with passion and force of life. He goes to the ocean heart, restores the pieces, restores the heart." she finished the legend and kissed my forehead to sleep. "Good night, Ariel" she bid and left the room. This is my favorite story about a serene whose job is to keep the life balance intact. She is heroic, but mostly I am fascinated by the love between the serene and the man. One day I hope to become like serene and find my love of life. ********************** "Ariella" came the voice of my granny. "Ariella, come on, quick, you are going to be late for your new work!" "Yes, coming. I need to gather all the materials needed, I will be down in a moment." I yell back. Going down I smell the sweet scent of fried eggs and coffee my favorite. Today is my first day at the ocean research team of Romano company. I am a biologist and zoologist, also I have a major in learning the sea. I am so excited. As soon as I go down the stairs I am hit with the fresh smell of orange juice and a toast. I grab a sandwich from the plate and start eating it standing near the counter. Suddenly I feel pain from the slap to my shoulder as my granny starts her nagging that I must eat sitting properly.  "Don't have time nanny" I mumble with a full mouth as I chug down my orange juice.  "I woke you up early, but who did not get up saying "one more minute grandma"?" she says pretending to be me.  "But I do not understand how everybody can get up early in the morning but I cannot? it is crazy, I cannot function well in the morning, ask me anything in the evening or at night, but morning" I say as I trude from my house to the street. Halfway through the sloppy jogging my phone rings in my pocket. I answer it without stopping. "Hello," I say trying not to huff. "Hello, Is this miss Ariella?" comes the sweet voice of a woman. "Yes, it's me. How can I help you?" I ask. "I am Rosalie from the Romano company, we have exchanged a few emails, if you remember. I work as a transport manager. The company service van has arrived at the station to get you. The van has the logotype of the company, so you will not be having difficulty finding it," she informed, as I started looking around to find the mentioned car.  "Yes, I can see it. Thank you for informing me," I say moving towards the car. "It's my pleasure dear. If there are any issues about transportation or you will be going to work later than usual let me know," she answers.  I walk to the van and knock on the window. "um, hi, is this Romano company's car?" I ask nervously, all eyes looking in my direction.  There are 4 people in the car, a Scandinavian-looking man with a long trimmed beard on the driver's seat, and an old man with white hair but looking much younger from afar, poise and composed. A nerdy-looking girl, I think around my age. And a good-looking handsome man with a playful look.  "Hi. are you Ariella Ocean?" the nerdy-looking girl asks excitedly. "yes, that would be me, nice to meet you, too," I reply.  "Feel free to sit anywhere you want," she says. "My lap is free gorgeous," says the handsome man trying to flirt. "Thanks, I am not in the mood," I say as everybody laughs and I sit in the middle beside the window. "I am Nate, and always ready in the mood for you gorgeous," he says introducing himself.  "I'm Paul, nice to meet you," says the old man with a warm smile, somehow reminding me of my grandfather in a way.  "I'm Igor, welcome to the board," said the Scandinavian-looking man. "Pleasure is mine, Capitan," I said. "You're funny, I like it. We have a long ride today, so get cozy," he warned and started the engine.  We started to get to know each other. It was only 7.30 in the morning. The girl's name was Emily. And she is actually a beautiful girl with long fire-colored curls, grey eyes, and a sprinkle of freckles across her face, it really suited her, with her messy hair framing her face, the only thing that defines her as a nerd is her big glasses. She is an interesting girl, who loves nature. They all were a fun company to be with. Igor was a Russian, with Scandinavian blood from his mother's side, has got a lovely wife. Paul was a scientist, with faded blue eyes, which have seen ups and downs of life, that held so much wisdom. Nate was a typical playboy, who seems not to have passed through teenagehood yet, I was so surprised to learn that he was already 29, a year older than me. Halfway through the ride, I drifted off to sleep.