Samlin Greenham
"When is our competition gonna start?" I ask a girl from our team, Ally and sit on a bench.
"Boys team first. Then us," she replies.
Today is the competition, I've been worrying about. It's not a big deal, just the selection for a captain. But somehow it feels a big deal to me, I'm not ready to hand my title to a new swimmer, when I've been the captain for three years.
Five hundred yards freestyle.
A crowd has already formed around the pool. The captain of the boys team is Brian Hardy. I usually don't consider people who aren't my friends, but if you asked me how his character was, I'd say he was nosy and clingy.
Well, now he's coming. I look away.
"Hey, Sam." He shows a stupid grin, then turns to Ally, "Hey, Sis. How's my mother?"
