"There's a swim team in the making." Jane grins.
"So?"
"So, aren't you obsessed with swimming or whatever?"
"..."
"I know you better then you think."
"Where do I sign up?"
She smiles. "Waitwaitwait.. What's the catch?" I grab her arm.
Her smile broadens, "It's a girl's swim team." she cackles.
Jokes on her, I'm still going to sign up.
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Pink isn't feminine
General FictionYou can't be yourself when you're different from everyone else.
