[ WP ] You 've never learned to swim . One day you fall into deep water and ca n't breath . Suddenly you realize you do n't need to breath and can swim amazingly

I knew this day would come. Honestly, I did. I could only avoid it for so long. I'd spent my childhood shying away from pool parties, water parks, and the like but now my day of reckoning had come. 
 
 Now my best friend was drowning. 
 
 `` Foot?'' 
 
 Or at least I assumed he was. I mean, he was n't flailing around or anything. He'd just gone down and had n't come up yet. 
 
 ``... Foot, if you can hear me come back!'' 
 
 I got no response. 
 
 He'd dove under there after dropping a can of beer. I did n't drink but he did. Like a fish. But I swear, if he's drowning over some shitty Natty Light when there were five more cans on board I'd choke him. 
 
 `` Foot!'' I had a bit of anger in my voice. 
 
 Now what was more infuriating; that he'd jumped into that nasty lake without a second thought or that he'd dragged me out here in the first place? I hated the water, he KNEW that! I spent most of my childhood dodging pool parties and water parks for a reason, dammit. And now, here I was, leaning over the edge of his old rowboat with a knot in my stomach and a choice to make. I could either let him drown -- which he very well deserved in my angered opinion -- or I could take my first and what could very well be my last step off this boat and into the water. 
 
 `` FOOT!'' 
 
 Still no answer. And as mad as I was, I could n't just let him drown. 
 
 I mean. 
 
 I could call the cops and get someone down here, but already the seconds were turning into minutes and he was STILL down there. 
 
'shit', I swore in my head and felt my legs start to get all weak. I was starting to realize there was only one thing I could, no, HAD to do and it was the one thing that terrified me. My eyes blurred with tears and I struggled to stand. 
 
 I was crying now because I really did n't want to do this but I could n't just let him die! 
 
'oh God, oh my God please', I thought as I wiped my face and approached the side of the boat. Casting one last glance behind me, I saw nothing that would aid me. Yeah. Because that's the kind of idiots we were. 
 
'Do n't worry, Tia, it's just a ride across and back. It's not like we'll be getting out.' 
 
 My ass. 
 
 Again I felt that anger. As I climbed overboard, I vowed I'd throttle that ginger friend of mine once we both made it out aliv -- 
 
'COLD!' 
 
 The icy waters permeated both my thoughts and my clothes and within a few seconds I was soaked and was starting to sink. It must have looked hilarious, me kicking and whipping my arms around, but I was sure I was going to die: either by drowning or suffering cardiac arrest. 
 
 I continued to grasp blindly and then gave up. I was tired and heavy and this was it. 
 
 Water flooded my nose and I chokes and coughed. 
 
 Wait. 
 
 I blinked. I had n't realized'til now that my eyes were shut tightly but I opened them wide and even wider when the tip of my shoes touched onto the earth. I looked up and saw what I thought was the bottom of the boat and looked around. 
 
 Wait wait. 
 
 I sniffed in a tiny breath, expecting to choke but the water just rushed in and right back out. It was n't like breathing, it never even touched my esophagus. It was like it hit the back of my upper throat and got pushed back out through my nose. 
 
 What the hell? 
 
 Brighter than sunlight was the flash of orange and yellow as it darted past my face. It was a fish, like a flounder. It swam circles around my head, swam ahead a few feet, then stopped and faced me... expectantly? 
 
 It wanted me to follow. 
 
 I felt like a clumsy novice as I pushed off forwards. The earth gave way under my shoes and I sliced the water with my arms, lifted my legs behind me, and started kicking my feet. From there it was like I was on autopilot. As if from muscle memory my body glided expertly across the lake until I was keeping the pace with the fat little fish. I was so caught up in this surreal experience that I forgot about my friend. 
 
 Foot! 
 
 I turned my head and didnt see him anywhere. In front of me, the fish swam on. I abandoned it and swam erratically in search of my redheaded companion. I could n't find him anywhere but I did find a cliff. And when I went over it, I saw that fish. And some'people'. And a giant, half-buried sign that read,'Welcome to Atlantis' 
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 Ugh. Not really satisfied with my work but hopefully, as I spend more time on these prompts, I'll become a better writer
