Welcome!

[ELizabeth Spring]

Liz smiled as she peeled her towel off of her body. Underneath was the simple one-piece bathing suit that was the school’s swim team uniform. She dropped her towel on a bench, kicked off her plain black flip flops and walked over to the edge of the pool. The water was perfectly still, it honestly looked like some strange glass that was tinted blue. Liz smiled once more, put her glass on, and dived into the pool.

As she swam she went off into her thoughts yet her body picked up speed, not as much speed as may be needed to win a race but enough for now, as it acted in a way it was so used to acting in; mind you this is something she would never do in a race. Her thoughts first went to her, who were returning to NY tonight. Then her thoughts traveled to the high diving board. They had a meet tomorrow, and Liz really wanted to perfect her dive. At the end of her 15th lap, Liz climbed out of the pool and walked towards the board.

[Devan Matthews]

Devan was passing by the pool area when he saw a girl. He wasn't clear on what her name was, but he was sure he had seen her around campus. He just took a seat and watched her swim, he was fascinated on how concentrated she was. it was inspiring even....

[ELizabeth Spring]

Being as into swimming as she was, Liz didn’t notice someone watching her until she had completed many more laps. Slowly she began to swim towards the guy. She recognized him, why she didn’t quite know, but she did.

“Hello.”

Liz laid her lower legs flat on the wall of the pool, and rested her arms on the top edge. Her chin seemed to automatically fall onto her hands. She looked at him over the pool’s edge.

[Devan Matthews]

"Oh, hey. Nice laps." He called back with a smile. "Getting ready for the upcoming meet?" He asked trying to make small talk, hopefully he wasn't bothering her.

[ELizabeth Spring]

Elizabeth smiled softly, she still couldn’t place him and it was bugging her all the way to her toes.

“Yes I am.”

Elizabeth lifted herself out of the pool and walked over to the bench where her towel was neatly folded. She wrapped it around herself and tucked in the top so it would stay in place. Elizabeth then walked over to him.

“Sorry I am pretty sure I know you, but I can’t recall your name.”

[Devan Matthews]

Devan focused on her as she made her way over to him.

“Sorry I am pretty sure I know you, but I can’t recall your name.”

Devan smirked before replying. "It's ok, my names Devan Matthews. Don't wanna seem like a jerk but what's your name?" He asked. He really didn't know and wanted to keep talking with her.