The currents had a strong northerly pull, but Grayson didn’t mind. He didn’t swim so much as become water, and the cool breakers felt refreshing rather than frigid.
“I never thought I’d meet another.”
The voice made Grayson pause before diving—a girl his age, floating ten feet above the surface. They considered each other, curious and awestruck.
“I’m wind,” she said. “You’re obviously water.”
“What do you mean, I’m water?”
“The elemental gift, of course. There are two others. They’ll be on land.” She started to blow inland. “Coming?”
After a moment, Grayson became a wave and lapped ashore.
Author’s Note: I’m not huge on elemental magic, but I thought discovering you had a penchant for it all along might make for an interesting story.