Water Sport Novels & Stories

The sun hangs high, blazing gold against the endless blue sky. The water sparkles like liquid glass, every wave breaking into diamonds beneath its light. Around the lagoon, the group is alive with laughter, splashing, and the occasional shriek of excitement as someone dives beneath the clear surface to chase after the fish swimming in bursts of color.

I sat there talking to them and for a small moment in time I forgot all my current problems and I guess that was the power of memories, they always served as an exit to your current reality whenever you allowed them to. "Spain," Britt called out from inside gaining all our attentions. "I'm coming sis," he shouted back getting up and I smiled at how close they had grown. "Do you got any beers here?" Dice asked making me cringe slightly since to me beers were a waste of alcohol. "No, I got wine, champagne and Hennesy, and you not touching my Henny," I replied "Taj, Dice we going to the store," Spain announced. "Why we going to the store?" Taj asked as they stood up.

The water activity that I've been dying to try is the taklobo and coral tour. Being a nature lover, I find it fascinating to explore the ocean's depth, and there's nothing more exciting than doing it with the one I love, Maddox. My heart becomes erratic, thinking of a million ways to explore the ocean with Maddox. I can't wait to have it with him and my friends as well. It will be the most memorable of our water activities. But before that, we have to try jet skiing, banana boating, and flyboarding. We look so cool wearing black wetsuits as we head to the site to start our water sports.

Shaking my head, I refuse. “I doubt that. Just tell me what it is.” I look back at him and wait for his response. Rolling his eyes at my stubbornness, he shrugs his shoulders, giving in. Yet his look tells me he is going to scare me on purpose. “Watersport is the use of piss. It would be me standing and pissing on your face and body, possibly even in you.” Blunt and straight to the point. I feel he has said it like that to drive the point that I at least need to look up things, so I don’t feel so shocked when talking about them.

"Do you come here often, Mr. Li?" "No." What with that address. "Do you know what can we do here?" "There are many kinds of water sport such as surfing, kayaking, jet-ski racing, and waterskiing, you can play but it's summer so it is not the best time to go surfing." After I told her, I noticed something wrong. 'But why did I answer her questions so naturally?' "What sport do you like to play, Mr. Li?" "Stop calling me Mr. Li." It sounded weird.

“Water polo.” They frown at me. “Water polo? Is that even an Olympic sport?” “Of course it is. Don’t be silly.” I go for the big distractor. “And you should see him in that bathing suit.” I wave my hand under my face. “Seriously. I mean, get out the fan, ladies, know what I mean?” They both look over at him, no doubt imagining him in a Speedo, and then we’re all fanning ourselves. “You are so lucky,” one of them says to me.

Due to his promise to Helbert to find even more beautiful shells, that afternoon, Sieghal swam a bit further from the shore to collect prettier shells among the coral reefs. Since he was young, Sieghal often did things like this: swimming out to sea, catching fish using traditional tools that Shira people used in the past, and then showing them off to Theo—his little brother. But now, his reason for swimming was to find beautiful shells among the coral reefs a bit further from the shore. For Sieghal, it was a common thing to do, even though his father always scolded him when he found out. But Sieghal was confident that he would return safely as always.

I shout at the voice in my head. "How do you push someone? You do it the same way—push the water." "How can I do that when I'm already sinking?" There's silence. The voice has vanished. What a nuisance! The water is rising, which means I'm running out of time. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, recalling a time when I unknowingly froze water. She once told me that I have power; I just need to learn to control it. I need to decide when to freeze the water and when to move because misusing my power can be dangerous—it can even kill me. She advised me that when I want to use my abilities, I should simply visualize what I want to do.

"And what exactly are the Water Relay and Diving Race? I know what a relay race is, but I can't imagine what a water relay looks like." "No, it's not that I don't enjoy it," Theo chuckled. "I simply prefer watching the competitions. I'm planning to participate in the martial tournament instead." Then, Diego continued the explanation. "The Water Relay is just like an ordinary relay race, except the runners race across the surface of the water while passing the baton." Anna suddenly shocked and opened her mouth. Running on water? Her excitement instantly doubled. She would get to watch people run across the sea. Live. "As for the Diving Race," Julie added, "it's a speed competition. We have to

The waves danced around us, urging us to let loose and embrace the joyous energy of the sea. Dante splashed me mischievously, his laughter filling the air. I retaliated, the water splashing around us like playful confetti. We swam side by side, our bodies buoyed by the salty embrace. Words were exchanged between breaths, teasing and sweet. The cadence of our conversation matched the rhythm of the waves, each syllable a testament to the connection we shared.