Chapter Two; Rowdy Gets Rowdy

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Without another thought I start to run to where she fell in, I stumble before I can jump in and then stop when I see Belladonna start moving.  She kicks a few times and brings herself to air, and lets out a “whoop!” She flips off the wall and glides through the water doing the best, and quickest breast stroke I’ve ever seen. She easily swims back and pulls herself up onto the wall right under me. “Hmm, I wonder if a little water will help loosen that stick up your ass Mr. Rodriquez...”

“Ahhh!!” I shout as I feel myself being hit by the cool water. Instinctively, I let myself fall to the bottom, enjoying the calm feeling water always brings to me. I stretch my arms out and swim to the surface. “What the hell was that?” I teasingly ask Belladonna, who currently is wearing a huge smirk on her face. She swims up to me and splashes me in the face! She tries to swim away as fast as she can but I quickly catch her around the waist. I let out my own, “whoop!” as I throw her across the pool.

“Eh hem, did you forget about the class that was going on?” coach asks us, grinning like crazy. Honestly, yes I did, that seems to happen a lot around Belladonna. I just grin, I hope Belladonna doesn’t get me in trouble, again, it seems like we were back to getting along. “Ha-ha, well it’s always good to see you having some fun Dominic.  Haven’t heard you give a, ‘whoop’ like that since we won Nationals last year. Now get out, we have laps to do!” he tells us, blowing his favorite whistle. I pull myself out of the pool, still wearing a smile. I turn back around and pull Belladonna out, but we underestimate our combined strength and she flies into my chest. With her pressed against me I can feel my heart beat faster and my mind go blank. Thankfully, she pulls away, wait, was that a blush on her cheeks!? I don’t get to look again because coach blows his whistle and the first swimmers are up. I get into the back of my line and look over to see Belladonna join hers at the end. At first, my team pulls ahead, but we’re closely followed by Belladonna’s. Once Rowdy jumps in, May, a girl on swim, catches up to him. As soon as Rowdy touches the wall I jump in, hearing a splash from Belladonna as well. As I swim, I look to see Belladonna even with me and the wall quickly approaching. I touch it less than a second before her, we flip and start swimming back. We are neck in neck, I try to give myself one last boost to pull ahead and I touch the wall, I look up at the scoreboard to see who won. My team gives no shouts or cheers, in fact, the whole gym was speechlessly staring at the board. I look and see that Belladonna and I finished at the EXACT same time. For a while nothing is said, then a small clap is heard coming from Coach Dexter. People start to hesitantly join in, and soon everyone is clapping. “Well I’ll be! You my girl, have just joined girls swim team! Come see me in my office after class for the schedule and to discuss what strokes you’ll be doing!” coach tells her, grinning like a maniac. I would be too, no one has ever beaten or tied with me.

“That is if you want to join of course.” I quickly add, coach sometimes get really excited and skips ahead of himself. Everyone stares at her waiting for a reply, but it didn’t seem to faze her. She takes her time to shake the excess water off.

“Sure, why not,” she tells us, shrugging her shoulders in a nonchalant way.

“But, but coach! She didn’t even try out!!” Darcie tells him, throwing her hands up in an, ‘I’m Darcie, obey’ way.

“If she can tie with our champion swimmer here, I’ll be damned if I don’t let her join!” he tells her. Darcie rolls her eyes and walks into the locker room, quickly followed by her posse.

“Thank you, even though I didn’t need saving, I know you would’ve tried.” Belladonna whispers in my ear before following coach into his office.

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