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Post by Lila Montgomery on May 11, 2008 6:00:29 GMT -5
October 1st, 4:00 in the afternoon
It was already four in the afternoon and she had finished all the units she had for the day. Almost everyone were out enjoying themselves, and some of the varsity members of different sports were training. However, the pool was unoccupied, which immediately alerted Lila, who wanted to go for a swim that day. She was not the type to show-off, or to even show her skill (and her body) to a person. That was why she never had the heart to swim in public, moreover join the varsity. She feared that she was not good enough, or at least, she looked too frail. She entered the indoor pool, dropping her gym bag, where all her clothes and toiletries for post-swim were placed, on a spot. She stood stationary for a while, silently eyed the pool for a moment, then decided that she was really going to continue with her plan. Taking hold of her flip-flops, which she earlier removed, she first wanted to feel the bare floor. She looked around as she took steps across the room, feeling as if the place was foreign; examining the blue walls and the enormous size of the place. She stopped again to remove the beach shorts she was earlier wearing and returned to the spot where she had placed her gym bag. She also removed the huge brown Hastings sweatshirt, revealing her thin, almost sickly, frame. She suddenly remember how much she hated her body, and wished she had gained more weight. She shook the thought off and went to climb up the stairs to the highest diving platform. She had been diving from high places since she was young, and had adequate experience. Ending at the topmost platform, She gazed down at the water below her. It was no joke for somebody to be executing a dive this high, and she knew she had to enter feet first to lessen the possibility of injuries. She earlier had doubts, but the pool and the dive were so inviting She checked the tight braid her hair was in, since she was uncomfortable with a swimming cap. After which she took her position facing opposite to the pool, meaning she would have to start with a back flip. After a few calculated breaths, she took off, and performed a series of positions, including a pike, a tuck and a free somersault, before entering the pool feet first, with a splash. Her acceleration was much faster than she expected that she had to bend down as her feet touched the pool floor. She resurfaced seconds after and swam towards the gutter with an expected racing heart, only to have it stopped in a second... ...Someone was watching her. |
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Post by Ian Roberts on May 11, 2008 23:45:36 GMT -5
After hours of rambling from teachers, Ian was ready to break. He would have wanted to go partying, but decided that it was to early to do that. He'd lose some of his steam by swimming or somthing. Who knows, maybe there would be a few cute girls there. He just might get lucky, for the first time in a couple of weeks. It was pathetic for Ian. He was the major player of the school, suave and seductive, and yet noone seemed to fall into it like they usually had. He was going shake that feeling soon though, because his losing streak was going to end. It had to.
He walked into the pool area wearing his favorite pair of dark blue and white board shorts, along with a tight white tee and a dark blue zip up hoody. His feet were covered by a pair of black original Cons. He was comfy and confortable, as always. But, being Ian, he was just as sexy as always as well. His sandy blonde hair was spiked to perfection, just the way he liked it. His bright blue eyes scanned the area for any possible girls, finally landing on a very petite girl standing at the top of the diving board. Ian crossed his arms over his chest as he watched her jump. She had damn good form and seemed to know what she was doing, which is exactly what Ian liked.
He kicked off his chucks and threw off his hoody onto a near by chair. He bit his lip realizing that he forgot a towel, ah well. He pulled off his white tee and grinned. He loved his body, it was perfectly toned in everyway. He glided over to the edge of the pool where he saw her swimming toward. He crossed his arms over his firmly muscular chest and smiled sexily down at her. "Mind if I join you?" He asked her with a voice that was smooth and sexy. |
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Post by Lila Montgomery on May 12, 2008 1:06:42 GMT -5
She faced a man who was wearing nothing for his shirt. It was, in total truth, the first time she had. Nearly drowning in surprise and most probably embarrassment, she dumbly hanged on to the gutter, nearly drained of color. His eight-pack and the buffed arms was hard not to miss, and she was one who loved admiring finely toned bodies. Who wouldn't?
He strike her as a man so full of himself. He was charming, cute and sexy. If she had trouble talking to average guys, imagine what she had to go through at the very moment. She submerged herself in the water for about a few moments before resurfacing to look at him again, making sure that this was real and wasn't just a dream. She hastily, and self-consciously fixed up her hair, which loosened up sometime in between her jump and her landing.
Was it her, or was she just lucky to have men suddenly talking to her? The past two years she had spent in Hastings had her form good ties with women, but not at all with men. The most interactive she had was a man asking her to move away from his path. Anyway, back to the point; she had heard of some pretty boys toying with women, and she was wary. However, she still had hopes that he was... pretty decent. But she doubted.
"Mind if I join you?"
She opened her mouth but nothing came out. What a dweeb. She had to clear her throat before she replied. Kicking of to move away from the side, she said; "Uh.. not really. Pool's big enough for two I guess"
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