Days had flown by as if they didn't even exist. I was very hot in Miami since it was mid august and around 2 in the afternoon. Celine was at the rec center's outdoor pool standing by the lifeguard chair in her one piece red bathingsuit and white short shorts. Celine had been working side by side with Eric helping the 10 and 11 year olds swim. Eric had enterred 3 of the more excellent swimmers in competitions. Joey in the Front Stroke and Debby in the Back Stroke. Class was ending with thin that hour so Celine was picking things up with Joey. She noticed he was getting more and more nervous each class. She saw Joey approach the side of the pool for a breath and she walked over to him and sat on the edge, legs in the water.

"You nervous?" Celine asked. Over the summer, she's gotten really close to the kids, infact the kids adored her and she adored them.

"A little..." He said.

"Come here." She stood up, hellped him up with a helpful hand. They walked over to a lounge and they sat side by side. "You want to hear a helpful story?"

"I guess..."

"It's short, I promis." Celine gave him a smile and he laughed. "Well, when I was exactly your age, my coach was telling me about the competition each practice and eventually I signed up for front stroke, just like you." She poked him in the shoulder with a smile. "But every practice since then till the competition, my times were getting worse and worse. So, my coach pulled me out of the water and asked me what was wrong and I said I was too nervous. He told me to stop syking myself out and to listen. So I sat and listened. He asked me my record and I told him 1 minute. He asked me all the other competitors records. I told him I didn't know and he said, exactly. Do you sort of understand?"

"No." Celine laughed at the child's answer.

"I figured. Well, how can you tell yourself you need to do better then the competitors when you don't know how well they are doing. Do you know your competitor's records?"

"No..."

"Then how are you supposed to beat those records."

"I can't."

"There you go, now who's can you beat though?"

"Eric's!" Celine laughed.

"That's too easy." Celine winked. "How about your own?"

"My best is 1 minute and 4 seconds."

"Well why don't you beat that. You don't have to be nervous. All you can do is beat your record, you can't beat other's because you don't know them. Does that make sens to you or am I just talking too much?"

"Both."

"Both!" Celine smiled and tussled his hair. "Your really want to hear me talk, cause you know I can talk!" Celine was smiling and making gestures as if she was monster and Joey was her prey. She ran after him with a big smile and he jumped into the water laughing.

"Alright mortorboat, show me what you got!" Celine set her timer and yelled go. Joey swam his hardest and Celine had to admit, he was a very good swimer, won't be lon before he beats Eric in a competition. A minute later, minute on the spot, Celine felt a hand tapping on her leg. She looked down to see Joey to she tapped the button on the timer.

"What's my time?"

"ONE MINUTE!" They high fived and jumped around in a happy circle.

"Alirght everyone, come here!" Eric yelled and the dozen kids swam over to Eric, got out of the water and sat at his feet. "Alright, good job everyone. Everyone has done a great job today. If you heppn to be near the water anytime soon, it would be a great idea to practice a few things, just for a couple of minutes as I always say. So, I will see you all next week. There won't be any lessons on saterday so I will see you next Tuesday. Alright?" The whole group said bye and headed for he changerooms.

Celine left Eric when he headed for the change room and met up with Joey's mother.

They small talked and Joey popped out of the change room five minutes later and moved beside his mom.

"Well, I wanted to ask while you were here." She said Joey, Celine looked up at his mother. "Joey is doing so well. He has improved so incredibly, I'm just so proud, and so should he. I can tell he has never been to a aquatic competition and I was thinking. Eric has a competition this saturday, which is the reason lessons are cancelled. I was thinking it would be good for Joey to see a real competition and a little encourgement for Eric wouldn't either. If you can only drop him off I would be glad to watch over him till you pick him up, if that's ok?"

"Well, sweetie, it's up to you..." Joey's mother asked Joey.

"Yeah! Go Eric, wo-" Joey started cheering loudly till Celine interrupted him with a finger on his lips.

"Sh! We are going to surprise Eric. We can't let him know, alright?" He nodded. "So, call me if there's anything to be told." Celine said, giving Joey's mother her cell number.

Joey and his mother said goodbye then left. Celine quickly walked to the change rooms and ran right into Eric before she got the chance to change. He twirled her around and pulled her against him. Cleine msiled and looked at his lips get closer to hers. Eventually, they landed righ on and they made out for a little while. Tunes were playing in their minds till they had to split.

"You look good in that bathingsuit." He kissed her neck a few.

"Joey beat his time, by the way." Eric's head looked to hers.

"I saw you and him. I meant to thank you, he needed a little pep talk but I just haven't had time since I had to deal with Carmine and her back stroke and not to mention all the other kids..."

"It's ok, I was happy to do it. He's really growing on me..."

"Well he's a fantastic kid."

"That he is." Celine was looking straight in his eyes. "I'm talking about Joey."

"Well, I was now I'm not." He gave her a wild smile then kissed her again.

"Let me go get changed and we can do something, alright?"

"Sounds good." As Celine left for the change room, she recieved a pat on the but as if she were a football player on Eric's team.

A half hour later, Celine came out, showered and dressed. She was wearing jean shorts, a white cotton long sleeve and blue flatts and a little tote bag on her arm. She sat down next to Eric at on of the tables near the cafe.

"So, where do you want to go, hot shot?" Celine asked.

"What if we went and got something to eat?"

"That sounds great, I am starving!" He helped her up and took her hand.

They held hands till they reached Eric's bike. He gave her a helmet and his jacket. He got on then Celine followed.

They took a few roads, a highway, then a few more roads till they reached a restaurant near a few bars, a few boutiques and a few beaches.

They had dinner and talked and joked around till it was almost 7 and Celine had to go.

Eric had dropped off his bike in his garage then walked Celine to her front door.

"Well, sexy, I will see you s- No I won't, that's my competition."

"How do you know I won't be there to watch you win the gold?"

"So you are coming..."He kissed her, then lowered to her collar bone. Celine let out either a gasp or moan, but to Eric, they were the same. He knew she enjoyed it so he moved to the other slide slowly and graceously. Celine felt Eric touching her sides and before anything went ferther, she brough this lips back to hers then split.

"I have to go, my dad catches you... Well I don't want him to. So, I'll see you soon."

"Alright. See you soon." He gave her one last kiss then watched her close the door. He took in a big breath then walked down the stairs and headed back home.