Michael Phelps, love life

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Samantha POV

Today is the day. Today is the day where I swim for my country. Today is the day, where I make my dream become a reality.

I wake up to my alarm going off. I didn't sleep much last night, due to nerves, but I feel ready. As it's a competition I don't shower, as there's no point, because I'll have one after I've swam.

I don't put my swim costume on before I go, like I usually do, as it's a leg suit, and everyone (well every swimmer) knows that they are a pain, and really tight.

I eat a light breakfast, as I know I need it, even though I feel really sick. Today I have two events which is 400 individual medley and 4x100m freestyle relay, but I'm not expecting to do my best due to nerves. I also didn't realise till last night that i had the individual medley, which also happens to be first (i know unlucky). Then I fill up my water bottles, and then leave...

Bob comes to pick me up to take me to the pool. Just as we're leaving we hear a shout. I look round to see Michael yelling. "Wait! Wait!", shouts Michael again, just as Bob stops the car, and rolls down the window.

"Michael what do you want?", he asks.

"I want to come with you", Michael responds.

"But your events not till much later"

"I know but....I want to cheer Sam on", Michael says with a small smile. I feel a flush of red come onto my cheeks, as i look down with embarrassment.  

"Come in then.", says Bob while unlocking the doors with a small smile. Michael puts his swimming bag in the spare seat in the back before sitting down himself.

The ride was quiet, except for the quiet noise of the radio. I don't know whether the silence was due to nerves, or the fact that it was early in the morning. After a while we reached a massive stadium, it looks like we are here.....

A/N

I'm so so sorry I haven't been updating, I've been busy and didn't know what to write, but I guess I'm back now. Also I don't have a 'crush' on Michael Phelps, I just think it's pretty cool to write a swimming fan fic, ya get me.