Dear Travis

Chapter 1

A/N Sorry for not posting anything in forever! This is a story I'm writing for school! It's based off of an Oc's backstory but I've had to change it around to fit requirements! Enjoy!

The pool was calm. Well, almost calm. A boys' swim team was practicing and racing each other in the water. Each one was wearing a pair of gray and black swim trunks. Three of them got in the pool for their race and everyone else stopped to watch. The three best swimmers were about to compete. On the left, there was a blonde boy with sky blue eyes. He wore a swim cap and shirt along with his swim trunks. On the right was a white haired boy with forest green eyes. And in the middle was a boy with flaming red hair and bright purple eyes. The coach blew the whistle and they sprung off. The other boys were cheering and shouting as the redhead pulled ahead of the others and won.
"You were great, Andy!" the white haired boy said, smiling.
"Thanks," Andy smiled back at him.
" You know, I never knew how you stood up for yourself and quit the Dolphins. Though, I'm glad you did. It's cool to have you on our team."
Andy chuckled. "I'll write it down for you. I'm not very good at talking."

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Dear Travis,

I'm not very good at standing up for myself. I never have been. I did it once though and man, I'm glad I did. I used to be on a swim team called the Dolphins, as you know. The Dolphins aren't very good people. They're the kind of guys who'd shove you into a gym locker and only let you out to kick you in the gut. As a part of the team, they wanted me to do the same. I really didn't want to, but again I'm not a very strong person. I wanted to stand up for myself, but I just couldn't... So I succumbed to peer pressure. I did horrible things. One day, I just had enough. I couldn't do it anymore; it wasn't me at all. So that was final. I was going to end it.
But, unfortunately, it wasn't that simple. What if they got mad? What if I became the target of all the horrible things they did? I didnt want that to happen. I already got bullied enough at school. The swim team was supposed to be my escape, not the source of more problems. So I didn't go ahead and do it right away. Otherwise, I probably would've been on my current team a lot sooner. I knew that I shouldn't have been scared. I knew I'd be escaping from them. But I guess I was just too afraid.
I had no idea what to do. I needed help. And who else was there to talk to but my mom? I always go to her for advice. She's always been there for me.
"Don't be so scared, Andrew," she said to me. "You can do it. Those mean guys can't hurt you if you don't let them. I believe in you."
Hearing that, how much she believed in me, gave me just the push that I needed. I was going to stand up for myself! But, I wondered. How?

A/N So yeah it's not amazing but this is what I have so here take it. Next part comes whenever my teacher is done grading it so be patient. ❤️