Growing up Peter and I were always close. We did everything together. until that is our parents died. Then he changed, he became more distant only speaking to his friends and indulging himself in his studies. I was just a forgotten character in the...
*Months later* My 4:15 AM alarm went up. I sighed as I heaved myself out of bed and put on my swimsuit.
((THIS IS YOUR SWIMSUIT))
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I raced down to the pool and got ready.
"JARVIS, play starting sequence."
"Swimmers, take your mark. BEEP!" I dove in and started my IM. Butterfly was first. Hardest stroke of them all. Then came backstroke. Easy peasy. Breaststroke, even easier. Freestyle, no problem.
When I finally finished my first warm up sets, I became aware of a set of eyes on me. Well, two. Loki and Pietro.
"Hi, what are you doing here?" I asked them.
Loki was the first to answer. "I saw Pietro sneak out and followed him."
Pietro looked concerned. "I snuck out to watch you swim because I just liked watching you. Even if I never gathered enough courage to race you."
"Are you scared that I would beat you? Because I can and I will. Why don't we all race? Loki, no turning into a fish, shark, or any other aquatic creature. Also, Pietro, watching me is stalkerish.''
"That's unfair."
I grin. "Life's unfair."
A/N - Sorry for the short chapter, I'm running out of ideas
