Michaels pov
"Well, well Mr. Michael Phelps" someone said as the door opened hitting the wall with a thud.
"Yes, that's me. you are?" I asked, Alex was still swimming.
A boy stepped into the light of the room, suitcase in hand. "Peter" he said. "Where's Alex?"
"She's swimming " Michael said pointing to the water.
Alex stopped and sat on the deck "hey you" Peter said. she turned and saw him "Peter? What are you doing here?" She asked walking up to him.
"I came to see how you were doing, but it looks like you're doing great. You look great, from all the swimming. "
I felt a twinge of hate flood over me as I saw him just staring at Alex. this was the Peter she told me about. He's no man. He's scrawny, small.
Her eyes didn't light up when they met his, she looked like she wanted to punch him. "Look kid, we are in the middle of training right now. can you please leave, the doors do say there are training sessions going on til the day of the olympics" I glared and stood behind Alex.
"Well, happy birthday alex, here. I'm getting on the next flight out." he said tossing her a square shaped object.
"Just set it over there, you can open it later in the room" I rubbed her shoulders as we walked to the blocks
"Okay, fly drills. one armed fly down and back. switch to the other arm after."
"Wait....so 100 one armed fly?" She asked. I nodded "great, looks like I won't be moving in the morning" she laughed.
"Swimmer....
Take your mark...get set.....go"
Well she wasn't bad at one armed fly, she's already half way down the pool length.
"Okay boss, finished" she said flopping back into the water. "parachute time" I called bringing a small bag and belt to her (swimming with a parachute helps build speed, you work harder and so your body gets used to it and the you are able to swim faster without it )
"Nooooo."she complained and got out of the pool I slipped the belt on around her waist. "200 medley individual" I told her "you may use divers fins too" she lit up and slipped her fins on "alright go when you're ready"
Alex's pov
Okay al you got this. Work hard and going fast at the same time. I flew through the water, my lungs burned and I was only on my back crawl.
All I imagined was what I had gotten from peter. Or from Michael, I had seen a bag of some sort sitting on my dresser.....
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