"GET THE HELL OUT OF THE POOL! SOMETHING'S IN THERE!" The swim teacher yelled.
Everyone were getting out of the pool, and it was chaos. Water splashed everywhere. Some of the students accidently slipped but other caught them in time. When everyone were out of the pool, another student yelled out.
There was another student, who was underwater when the chaos happened. Everyone were calling out to him, yelling at him to get the hell out of the water. He narrowed his eyes, because whatever they were saying was bullshit because he was underwater.
Only when something was splashing behind him was when his spine chilled. But there was nothing underwater. When the others were yelling at him, he went under the water. Looking around, there was nothing. Strange.
When he got up again, something grabbed leg. He yelped and kicked whatever it was. Before he knew it, he turned to where it was, and saw that... it wasn't even a monster. It was fucking Joey Dillinger.
The reason he was rather annoyed than afraid was because Joey would always be in the water. He had a skin condition that made his skin be translucent in the water, like a camouflage. He yelled at the others that it was Joey, and everyone were annoyed but joked around.
The swim teacher's probably a new guy, he thought.
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The First Steps: Volume I
Short StoryFirst drafts of short fiction that I want to put out. Note that these are first drats, something that was written on the go with little planning.
