Chapter seven

(Bianca POV)

It was one of those hot Fridays that your happy to have swimming class to be able to cool yourself down. I have always loved the water, and swimming always came so natural to me. You can say that I’m like a fish to the water, or something like that. I wanted to try out for the swim team, but my father would never sign the permission slip for me to be able to, something about him mumbling that it wouldn’t be fare to the other girls. Whatever that means. I have Hunter in my class, and he looks so hot with just some swimming shorts on, but just as I was thinking that, that I get this feeling of guilt that I was looking at another guy. Like I was cheating or something.

“Beautiful, are you alright? You look like you were deep in thought about something.”

“Oh no Hunter, was just thinking that when I get home that my dad would have already taken off for the weekend to go fishing.”

“Oh really, I didn’t know that your father went