Hey guys! Yellow here with another story! This was originally called The Dolphin Speaker, but I changed it to Ocean Speaker.


It was quite a storm tonight. Dark clouds have filled the sky, lightning flashed, and rain pounding was pounding on the roof of my house, loud enough to give you a headache. During most storms, people do there best to stay indoors. Since our town is next to a river, even one bad storm could cause the waves to grow and splash on the rocks, sometimes even going over them.

My home is Aquastone, a beautiful sea-side town along the Twila-Sueray River. When settlers came here, they heard the stories about the two spirits known as Twila, the moon spirit, and Sueray, the ocean spirit, who watched over the land. That's how the river has named. There is another legend about people who are said the gifted by these spirits. The problem is no one knows who.

I'm really not that big of a fan of those legends. But there is one that I believe. There is said to be a place called Crystal Cave, where the spirits are said to be hiding. When settlers came to find them, they only found two albino bottlenose dolphins in a hidden lake within the cave that leads to the river, which leads to the ocean. It is said that the cave collapsed over time and no one has seen it since then. People say to have seen it, but when the police tried to find it, it either was a different cave or it wasn't there at all. You can tell the difference because the cave seemed to be white in color.

"Zoey, lights out," my mom called from downstairs. My mom is a marine biologist. She has short, dark brown and bright green eyes. Unlike her, I have waist-length blond hair that's so pale its almost white, deep blue eyes, and tan skin due to my Native American heritage. Mom is Native American and my dad, who I have never met, is Irish, so I have his accent. Most people like me. Some of the boys think I'm pretty. But I not interested in any of them. I prefer a boy who like me for who I am, not because I beautiful.

I turned of my lamp and got under the covers. I looked at my alarm clock. 10:13 p.m. at night. I closed my eyes and intently fell into deep slumber.

The next morning, I decided to head out to my secret spot near the river. Crystal Cove. No one knows about this place except me. I discovered it when I was little while walking in the forest. The rocks were said to be shiny like gems and crystals were said to be found near the water's edge. It is also said to be where Crystal Cave was before it collapsed.

I took my bike from the garage and rode into town. People waved to me as I flew down streets, roads, and sidewalks. When I reached the woods, I walked my bike through a hidden trail, out of sight from others. I dropped off my bike by a tree and walked the rest of the way. When I got to the edge of the forest that leads to the cove, I saw a figure on a large rock on the water. I moved closer. I can't believe it!

It was a boy. But that's impossible! I'm the only one who knows about this place. There are no other towns or cities nearby unless… he followed me here.

That's the only explanation.

I hid behind a tree and peeked at him. Short, spiky black hair. Gray shirt and pants. No shoes. Looks like he's 16. He looks are so unfamiliar. He is defiantly not from Aquastone. But why is he just sitting there?

I turned around and slowly began to move closer. I stepped on a twig and immidently ducked down just as the boy suddenly jerked his head in my direction. I stayed low and quiet. The only sounds were birds chirping. I hear a splash. I stand up slowly, not sure if the boy was still there. But he was gone.

My mind began to race as I ran to the spot where he was, wondering where he went running. Did he go into the wood? Maybe. But what made that splash? A fish? No, most of the large fish don't swim near here. Maybe a dolphin. We do have bottlenose dolphins here, but they rarely come here.

Or maybe it was…no. The boy couldn't have just jumped in the water for no apparent reason. I just stared at the spot where he sitting. What was he looking at?

I went to sit on a log on the shore. I did my best to try and forget what I saw and heard, but it kept popping back into my mind. I even tried listening to music on my iPod to try to get rid of it. Even that didn't work. So I turned off my iPod and stared at the water. Crystal clear.

After a few minutes, I got up and went back to the woods to get my bike. I walked it out of the woods and hopped back on it once I was back on sidewalk leading to Aquastone.

When I got home, Mom has gone to work. I made myself a quick lunch and went to my room. At that moment, my cell phone buzzed. It was my friend, Taylor Barley, was calling. I picked up my phone and answered.

"You called?" I asked, sarcastically.

"Hey, guess what my dad told me this morning?" Taylor asked. Hyper and energetic, Taylor can't even eat a bite of ice cream without hopping up and down like a lunatic. She had bright red hair and hazel eyes. Perfect look for hyper people. She's also the only one I told about the cove.

"What did he tell you?"

"Well, I was talking about ways to hangout today, and then he started talking about how that with the weather in the next four to five months, they predict that we might see a dolphin pod or two! Isn't that awesome!?"

A dolphin pod? Here? I told my mom about studying dolphins if they ever came. And plus, if they ever go to the cove, I might get a close view of one.

My mind suddenly wandered to the boy I saw.

"Hey, Taylor, have you ever seen a boy around town that looks like he's 16 with short, spiky black hair and sea blue eyes? Wears a gray shirt and pants? No shoes?" I asked. I waited for Taylor to respond. We know everyone in town and we are quick to know new people.

"Nope, never seen a boy like that in my life. Unless your talking about that weird boy that is seen near the woods by the hidden cove," Taylor says. My eyes widened.

"That's exactly who I'm talking about. Come over quick!" I say. We hung up and Taylor is at my house in under five minutes.

We sat on the couch in the family room. I made lemonade the day before, so we had that.

"When did you see this boy?" I asked, taking a sip of my lemonade.

"A month ago. I saw him standing by the trees and when I tried to get near him, he disappears into the woods like a ghost through a wall or door. I haven't seen him since then...well, to tell you the truth, I saw him near your house once, watching you from a distance," she says. I nearly choked on liquid lemons.

"Watching me?! Where?!" I asked, standing quickly and running to the back sliding glass door. Taylor follows and puts a hand on my shoulder.

"Relax. I saw him watching you in the old oak tree when you weren't looking. He didn't seem like he was stalking you or anything."

I stare long and hard at the woods behind my house. I mile walk to the forest to the cove.

And I can only imagine the boy's eyes looking back at me.