So I'm FINALLY starting this again and going to do this (yay!!!). I missed this SOOO MUCH!!!! I love to write and stuff so let's get to it!!!!
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Sky's POV
I started to change and deal with the stuff that's called my hair. My hair is long so I have to either put it in a ponytail or a bun and I'm too lazy to put it in a bun so pony it is.
I walk out and I see everyone who came to the tryout. I'm so nervous. See, I don't like being alone and here I am.
Loneliness.
Someone just give me a white flag and I can give up on this shit.
I sit on the far side of the bleachers but not too far so I'm an outcast. Then the coach starts to speak.
"Hello everyone! I'm glad I'm back to help you guys lead to victory! But, if we want victory, we will need to see if you are able to do it. So, let's get started! Why don't we start with Amanda?"
Just then a girl with red hair stands up and walked to the starting line.
"Ready Amanda?" Coach said.
She nodded her head in agreement.
"Ready...GO!"
Then she started. She looks so flawless, it seems like she was a butterfly flapping her wings in the water.
"And.....TIME! Nice Job Amanda! Who's next?"
"ME!"
"Alright Masiy, your next!"
Alright Sky, time to make friends...
"Hey Amanda, good job!" I said.
"OHH! Thanks!" She smiled.
"You're new, aren't you?" She asked.
"Yeah, I moved here from L.A."
"Really? That's so cool!" She squealed.
She then came and sat by me while we watched Masiy swim. She looks like she's pushing herself to be the best.
"She's fast isn't she?" Amanda said.
"I guess"
"What do you mean 'I guess'?"
"She's fast but she's trying too hard. It doesn't look flawless like yours"
She blushed then looked serious "You know what?"
Uh oh this scares me.
"What?"
"I dare you to go next and try to take the spotlight."
"WHAT?? WHY? She didn't do nothing to me!"
" Trust me, no one likes her other then guys and her 'friends'."
"If I do it, what will I get?"
"You get to do a makeover for me. No shaving my head bald but something stupid."
I looked at the girl who was swimming; Blondish brownish hair and hazel eyes. Her Hollister rip-offs and her up tight self.
"Deal."
This will be fun.
"Way to go Masiy!"
"Thank you coach! I know I did amazing, like I'm the best swimmer on this team right? Well girl swimmer."
Bitch thinks she owns the place.
"I think I could do better." I hissed.
She started to laugh. Like bitch, no.
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