I love swim, ive always liked the water.
But this time its separated by age group so every one there is my age. I breathe a sigh of relief when I see a familiar coach "hi Anna" I say "hey" she says backI jump in the icy water I slowly lower my arms in then dunk my head in. Its still cold but after a lap I should warm up.
Then a boy catches my eye I dont know his name but his not yet wet fluffy hair and nice face caught my eye.
Roll call comes around and I learn his name was sill.
" two 50s freestyle to warm up" Anna yells
Swim continues as normal but its focused on breaststroke today (my favorite) after every lap I look at him again he looks so nice.
Then a fight between two boys in his lane broke out one had supposedly said something mean to the other but no one had heard anything
Sill calm as ever helps descalate the situation by making both feel heard and talking very calmly and being so sweet.
Cute and nice how awesome. The nice is all that matters but him being cute is a great bonus.
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The next day Sill is in my lane I smile the smile of a hopless romantic and be sure to make sure I get to stand by him."Hey" he says to me
"Hey how are you" I say back
"pretty good" he replied " I want to get right to the point i think your cute"
I wanted to scream but had to start swimming we continue having brief discussions between lapsHe is so sweet I need him in my life
After we finish swimming we exchange numbers im blushing like crazy at this point.
I get in my ride and she notices "why are you blushing so hard?" She teased "I may have just gotten a guys number" I said "Ellie thats great" "yeah" I reply blushing even harder now
When I get home I rush to my room to start texting him
"Hi Ellie" I see on my screen
YOU ARE READING
I Met You On The Swim League
RomanceA story of a lonely girl finding love in an everyday place