High School Swim Short Story

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“BEEP. BEEP. BEEP,” My phone alarm went off at 5:30. The sun was shining through my window which filled my room with light and warmth. I groggily got out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom to grab my suit. I ran downstairs to pack my swim bag and eat breakfast. Today is the first day of high school swim. I am as excited as I am nervous. I've been swimming for a while but high school swim is very different. More meets. More practices. More competition. Megan came to pick me up for practice and she and Taylor were jamming out to music in the car the whole way to Appleton West. But all I could hear was my heart pounding in my chest. We get to Appleton West and walk into the aquatic center. The strong smell of chlorine greats us. We see our coaches …show more content…

My stomach feels like a rock trying to sink me down to the bottom of the pool. I hear the long whistle signaling me to step up onto the block.s. I step onto the creaky blocks and get ready. Adrenalin rushes through me ready to propel me into the water. The announcer tells us to take our marks. A few short moments after, I hear the long beep which signals me to dive into the water. I hit the water with a graceful splash. The bitter water shocks my system and then sends me into an all-out sprint. I race through the water trying hard not to look at my teammates next to me. As I get closer to the wall I see some of my teammates cheering me on. It feels as if their cheers are propelling me through the water. When I fling into a flip turn I glance at my competitors and I can see I am in front. I push a little bit harder and hit the wall with all my might. I look up at the scoreboard and see that I got first! My legs feel like jello as I get out of the water. Some of my teammates pat me on the back and say things like “Good race,” or “Nice job,” I mumble thank yous and continue on my way to talk to Coach. When I get to my coach she looks very surprised which startles me a bit. “Wow!” She exclaims “I'm really glad I got to see what you can do! Great Job Becca,” My coach says while patting me on the back. I head off to hang with some of my new friends. Even though I was so nervous in the beginning I know

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