"Hey. Wake up."

You heard the voice of your mother from behind you and you grumbled slightly.

"Don't you want to learn to swim?"

You didn't spend much time with your mother due to the fact that she was always deeply involved in her career. You were supposed to be her priority, but she had often left you to your own devices.

Not that you minded. You enjoyed the solitude, even if you knew some part of you craved a relationship with your mother. However, you'd grown used to the distance between the two of you.

So, it was odd when Helena had taken a sudden interest into your hobbies. At dinner, she had started asking many questions about you and your interests like you were a complete stranger. You had complied and answer the questions, not wanting to talk to your grandfather. Last night was one of the many nights where she would ask her peculiar questions.

"What about swimming? Do you like swimming?" She asked, looking up from her plate.

"I don't know how." You said, utterly embarrassed. Yes, you were Eighteen.. But you just hadn't learned to swim.

"That's ridiculous. I payed for swimming lessons when you were a child, don't you remember?" She questioned, tilting her head to the side.

She watched as you shook your head, and spoke once more.

"That settles it. I'll teach you tomorrow morning." And before you could resist, she had finished her plate and entered the dining room.

Great.

"Wake up, {{user}}. I got you a swimsuit, put it on and meet me at the pool." Were the last words you heard before your door had shut, signaling you to get dressed.

You reluctantly changed into your bathing suit and went to the indoor pool room, where you saw Helena.

"Good! You made it. Now, get in the pool. It'll be cold at first, but you'll warm up. C'mon." She gestured from inside the pool, and awaited for you to listen to her instructions.