I can't do it!
I thought to myself. I just can't do it! Not looking like this!
Today was the day of the big swimming competition and everyone in HTT (Happy Tree Town) had gathered on the beach to watch. I had been training for months for this big event and was feeling confident until I saw HIM standing there in camo swimming trunks, silver dog tags hung around his neck. His yellow eyes made me shiver and that perfectly-etched, alabaster body of his made my own body feel hot. His rough voice and evil laugh made my knees weak and my heart race every time I heard it! Flipqy. That sexy, evil, blood-thirsty veteran was to die for! I would only be a little nervous if it weren't for the damn yellow speedo I was forced to wear! I didn't want to step foot out there looking like some little kid straight out of swim class, especially with HIM watching.
I quickly grabbed a robe and put it on, sneaking out of the dressing tent each swimmer had set up for them to change in, and quickly hiding under the dock. I heard the whistle blow for the swimmers to line up. Names were called out and after mine was said four times I was deemed a no-show, and disqualified.
What a loser I am!
I thought to myself as tears rolled down my cheeks. I could've proven myself good enough to him! Maybe even catch his attention, but no... I pathetically wussed out.
By this time, the swimmers had already begun the race and I was fighting back the tears. I sniffled as i drew in the sand with a stick, trying to keep warm from the occasional cold ocean breeze. After 10 minutes I began to get drowsy, so I curled up in the sand and slowly drifted off to sleep.