Rival Squad

Rival Squad

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A girl to guy ratio of about 2:70 in a swim team can be defined as both heaven and hell. Charlie Lyons had been a swimmer her entire life. Until three years ago, when everything changed. She took up athletics and soared to all new places, whilst still having the life that every teenager dreamed of. Charlie knew how to party. Hard. Unfortunately, shin splints shoved their stupid little nose into Charlie's life, causing her to return to her childhood sport once again. She'd always trained at the private boys school Eastwinder, but circumstances have changed and she's left them for Blackstone. This hot headed blonde is now caught between two feisty yet gloriously attractive men's swim teams. That's right, Charlie's with the Rival Squad now, and who could even predict the trouble that is about to happen. ~~~~~~~~ Hope you enjoy this, please don't copy the idea or any of that stuff Also check the trailer out on the side, made by @s4r4h05 she's awesome
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"The answer is 'A,'" I say, keeping my voice light and kind. Carter snorts from beside me. "No, it's 'C.'" Bingo. I was hoping he'd say that. "The question clearly asks you to round to the nearest tenth. If I'm not mistaken, which I don't believe I am, answer 'C' has two decimal places." I smirk as his mouth twitches into a frown. We're still standing. "Very well, Miss. Jones," Mr. Neilson says, projecting another question. "I can't stand you," Carter mumbles in my ear. I turn my head towards him, pressing my lips against his ear. "Then sit the fuck down, Conners," I whisper. "I'm winning." ... Fairridge Prep is for the best of the best. Sadie Jones, stubborn and clever, is set on being the best. Returning from winter break feeling, more so than ever, that she has stolen her sister's dream, Sadie is determined to spend the rest of Junior year proving that she deserves everything she's worked towards. Carter Conners, notorious flirt (only when it comes to Sadie), will do anything it takes to not spend the rest of his life working at his parents' diner. Whether it's running for the track team or debating, Carter is always competing, and competing to win. Sadie and Carter have been rivals since freshman year, constantly bickering and trying to best each other. But when the rivals are thrown into a week long debate competition that, along with getting the top spot on the Principal's List, will guarantee one of them the title of Valedictorian next year, they find themselves enjoying each other's company more than they would've ever expected. And it leaves them wondering: "Do we really hate each other?"

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