“Hey sweetie.” He said.
I got up and helped Mikey up. His pale skin was still slightly rose, I smiled. Frank woke up and found himself underneath and in between Mikey’s legs. Gabby simply rolled over close to my closet. I saw Frank’s eyes widen and he stood transfixed.
“Mikey dude if you swing that way that’s cool with me, but I’m not GAY!!!!!!” Frank screamed. Mikey jumped and fell towards me. We both fell to the ground. Mikey landed on top of me just like on the first day of school. Gerard was on my bed giggling. Mikey smiled awkwardly and help me up. Gabby sat up.
“What’s with all the noise?” She asked sleepily. Frank hugged and kissed her good morning. I sat on my bed with Gerard. I looked at my clock.
“Okay its nine ten, I need to get ready for tryouts and so does Mikey, and you guys need to go down stairs so I can get dressed.” I shooed everyone out of my room. I changed into my swimsuit quickly and grabbed my suit pants and Sobe sweater. I stuffed my backpack with my towel, my cap, and goggles and went downstairs. They guys were on my couch, my mom was in the kitchen.
“Mom, I’m leaving for tryouts!!”
“Alright dear! Good luck!!!”
I motioned for the guys to follow me. We headed outside and waited for Gerard to go get Mikey . We headed for the school and get there right on time. Mikey and I walked into the locker rooms and the other guys headed for the bleachers. I walked out of the locker room with my cap on with my goggles and my towel around my waist. I walked up to Coach, Mikey closely behind me.
“Ah, Hotoru nice to see you’re joining this year. Who’s your friend?” She smiled.
I turned around to se Mikey behind me.
“Coach Hahn, this is Mikey Way, one of our new swimmers.”
She shook Mikey’s hand and proceeded with tryouts. She blew her whistle and everyone gathered round.
“Okay, returning swimmers I want you in lane one. Newcomers I want you in lane two.”
All of the returning swimmers got in line at lane one. Mikey and a couple of girls got into lane two. Coach walked up to me.
“Hotoru I want you in lane two.”
“Why?”
“Just too even it out so there isn’t a lot of people in one lane and get in front since you’re a really strong swimmer.”
I nodded and left my place in line and got in front of new coming girl. She started to argue but I shot her an I’m-the-captain-so-stay-on-my-good-side look.
“Okay the person behind you has a stop watch. When it’s you’re turn you pass the stop watch down. I’ll come by when you’re done and ask your name then get your time. Timers do not, I repeat do not erase the time until I get it down. Okay, I want a fifty sprint free on the sound of my whistle.”
I stood up on the block, put my goggles over my eyes, and stood for the whistle.
“Swimmers take your mark…”
I bent down. Coach blew hard into her whistle. I launched myself into the water. I kicked instantly and began with my strokes. 1, 2, 3, breathe. 1, 2, 3, breathe. 1, 2, 3, breathe. 1, 2, 3, breathe. Flip, turn, 1, 2, 3, breathe. 1, 2, 3, breathe. 1, 2, 3, breathe. 1, 2, 3, breathe. I felt the cold marble of the wall as I touched it. I pulled my head out of the water and stared at the girl above me. Coach was standing next to her.
“Awesome, Hotoru, twenty thirty, shaved off five seconds from last year.”
I pulled my self out of the water on the cold hard surface of the pool side. I went to the end of the line behind Mikey. He turned and faced me.
“That was awesome. You’re really good.”
“Thanks Mikey.”
He turned back around and focused until his time came. He handed me his glasses and the timer. He stood up on the block. Coach blew her whistle. He dove in and I started the timer. His technique was beautiful. His strokes were crisp and clean. His kicks were powerful and strong. I saw him nearing closer to the wall. I leaned over on the block. His hand and my finger touched matter simultaneously. Coach came up to me.
“Name?”
“Michael Way.”
“Time?”
I looked down at the stop watch.
“Twenty two twenty five.”
Practice went on until ten thirty. Turns out I’m doing better than I did last year. I left the locker room with my sweater on and waited for Mikey. Gerard and the other guys walked up to me. Gerard took me into a whooping hug. He spun me around and kissed me on the cheek.
“You are an awesome swimmer!”
“Yeah Mikey is awesome too. I’m only two seconds faster than him.”
Mikey walked up to us and we head back to my house.
At home, I saw Mom in the kitchen sitting at the breakfast table. She was talking to someone. I told the guys to wait in the living room. I walked closer to the kitchen door; listening closely at what was being said. I put my hand on the door and flung it open. Little did I know who I would see next.
dunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn dun DUN!!!!!!!! :thumbsup: