I slid my cap on my head and adjusted my goggles just as I heard my coach walk up behind me.

"Ready Miles?" I nodded and stepped up onto the block.

"Take your mark…GO!" I dove into the water and did my butterfly kick until I reached the surface. I swam my one hundred butterfly and listened to the buzzer my hand slammed on when I was done. I looked up at my coach.

"56.1." I nodded. Not my best, but not my worst.

"Thanks coach." He nodded and walked up through the bleachers to his office. I tore my cap and goggles off and hung off the side of the pool, my chin leaning on my arms.

I was in my last period swim class. It was actually for beginning swimmers, but me and another person from swim team signed up to teach them how. Plus, it's better than having another class where you are actually required to do work.

I was swimming butterfly at sectionals this week; heat 4 of 4. I was in the fastest heat and had one of the fastest times at our sectionals. I wasn't nervous. I swam it last year, I just wanted my coach to time me because I hadn't been timed since Suburban League, which by the way we were champions. I was just still thinking about Nick cheating on me and I'm worried that that will affect me in the water.

I heard someone swim up behind and turned around to see Nick in my face. I turned back around and didn't face him, so he sat up on the deck and looked down at me.

"So you're a flyer?" I nodded. When we were together, I used to ask him to join swim team because he was a good swimmer and it would help him for Navy training.

"Do you swim anything else?" I nodded again.

"What do you swim?"

"Whatever coach puts me in."

"What are your normal races?" I sighed.

"One hundred butterfly, two hundred medley relay, two hundred free relay, one hundred backstroke, fifty free, and two hundred IM." He raised his eyebrows.

"You swim six races at every meet." I shook my head.

"The maximum you can swim is four."

"So what are your normal races?"

"Both relays, hundred fly, and another individual race."

"What is it normally?" I shrugged.

"It changes every meet." He nodded. I saw through my peripheral vision.

"What would I swim if I was on swim team?" I shrugged.

"Don't know, don't care."

"What do you think I would swim?"

"You look like a flyer, but you might swim IM."

"What is IM?"

"Individual Medley."

"Which is?"

"Fifty fly, fifty back, fifty breast, and fifty free."

"All at once?"

"Yeah."

"And you do that?"

"Is it hard to believe because I'm bigger than you're toothpick of a whore- I mean girlfriend?" I finally looked up at him and for the first time since I had met him eight years ago, he was speechless. I sighed and slid my cap and my goggles on and backstroked back to the shallow end where Bianca was waiting for me. She was a mutual friend of Nick, Ashley, and me and she usually informed me on everything that was going on because, to be truthful, no one really encouraged Nick and Ashley's relationship. Especially after she found out he cheated on me with her.

"What were you two talking about?"

"He asked me about swim team and when I told him I swim IM, he was surprised so I basically asked him if he was surprised because this whore is a size triple zero and I'm a fourteen because I actually have muscle because I'm not a toothpick." Bianca laughed.

"Damn." I chuckled.

I sat on the bus to my sectionals meet. It was Saturday and I hadn't spoken to Nick since Wednesday, when he asked me about swim team. I really wanted to talk to him. Don't get me wrong; I was pissed as hell for what he did. But those feelings just don't go away. I'm in love with him and he has my virginity and I have his. He and I have a connection that won't go away through avoiding communication.

I watched as the bus pulled in and stood up, along with my team and we exited towards the locker rooms, where I put on a pair of purple zebra leggings, along with a bikini, then my team suit and a practice suit over it and walked back out to the deck with my bag. I walked up to coach and threw my bag to the top of the bleachers set aside for Hanover.

"Ready Miley?"

"As ever, coach." He smiled and patted my head. I chuckled and too a swig of Gatorade before getting in the pool to warm up.

After warm up, I took a look at the line up. I was in Heat 8 of 8 for the Medley Relay, Heat 6 of 6 for IM, Heat 8 of 9 for the 200 Free Relay, and Heat 4 of 4 for butterfly.

"Hey Miles, you got your fast suit?" I nodded and reached into my bag for the small box containing my fast skins.

"I'm gonna go change." My relay mate Emma nodded as I walked towards the locker room.

I watched Abby swim breaststroke through the break in between my hands. Once she was close enough I circled my arms and dove in. I could hear my teammates cheering me on as I slammed my hands down, announcing the finish of the twenty five, and pushed off the wall to finish my fifty. I got to the end and heard Emma dive in behind me to finish with freestyle. I pulled myself out of the water and looked at our competitors.

Not to sound arrogant, because I'm not, but we were in fifth our of eight and now we were second. Madison, Abby, and I started screaming for Emma because she about to pass to first place. When Emma and our competitor tapped the wall, all was silent as we looked up at the scoreboard.

1:42:01

We were first. Emma pulled herself out of the water and we all hugged each other and screamed. It was a good feeling, getting first and destroying our time by six seconds, because we were also first out of all the heats. The time we had to beat was 1:47:23.

We walked over to our coach, who congratulated us.

"Miles."

"Yeah coach?

"Did you see your split time?" I shook my head.

"No what was it?"

"26.3."

"OH my god! No way!" My coach laughed.

"Yes way! Good job, kid." He high fived me and I ran over to my team.

After being congratulated by my team, I slid on a dry pair of tights and my bikini over my fast skin, along with my team suit and practice suit and got back in the water.

I swam a five hundred warm down, and did some slow motion fly exercises and practiced breaststroke, which was my worst stroke.

Once I had finished, I got out of the warm up pool and wrapped a towel around myself and plopped down by my bag, waiting for my next event to come closer so I could swim a quick warm up. I stuck my headphones in my ears and blasted my "Before Swimming" playlist, which consisted of rap, dubstep, and hardcore rock which, coincidentally, Nick had introduced me to. But today was not the day to get psyched out by Nick. I needed to have full concentration on myself, my races, and my relays. This was important and right now, Nick was not. I sighed and leaned my head back on the wall, soaking up my music and clearing my head.

We were on out way home from sectionals. It was a pretty good meet. We got first in the 200 Medley and third in the 200 Freestyle relay. I also got first in IM and butterfly.

I had three metals and four trophies in my hands and I was pretty proud of myself and my relays.

I was also excited about districts next week. But I was really hoping that I would be able to talk to Nick by then. I'm convinced that the reason we got third in the 200 Freestyle is because I swam a 25.9 instead of 23.2, which was my normal time. And I blame swimming that slow on my head being filled up with thoughts about what's been going on in my personal life. I'm not going to let this kid effect my swimming the way he has anymore.

This week was the week he and I talked. Whether he likes it or not.

Okay, so I know this is short and definitley not my best but I wanted to get another chapter up because I jus had surgery this morning and my painkillers are keeping me awake. It is currently 2:05 am and I'm really not even tired. I promise I will update some of my other stories as soon as I can, but I take mostly honors classes and next year (my senior year) will be even more busy because I will be taking ALL Advanced Placement classes. (Including some I'm only required to take so I can swim next year. I would really prefer not taking them.). I'm taking AP European History, AP Microeconomics, Honors Government (they don't offer AP Gov), AP English, AP Phsyics, and AP Statistics. I will also be taking two other AP classes online over summer (AP Psychology and AP Sign Language) because they're good for my major and my school doesn't offer them. And I got a new job, so I've been a little busy lately! Lol.

But more updates soon, when I can! Love you guys! Thanks.