Naomi's POVThe pool is the only place my heart ever feels steady.This was the final lap of the eight-hundred freestyle. My lungs burned and my arms had gone numb, but my heartbeat stayed steady, the same as every time I swam.My best friend, Octavia was in the lane beside me, stroke for stroke, exactly like she'd been since we were nine years old.I touched the wall first. I always did. Octavia followed a half second later. I ripped my goggles off excitedly and saw my name at the top of the scoreboard, exactly where it belonged. Everyone was cheering loudly. For one second, everything was exactly how senior year was supposed to end. Then, I climbed out, legs shaking, chest heaving, and let the towel someone handed me settle over my shoulders.My mom was somewhere in the stands. I could hear her voice above the others.Coach Reyes met us at the edge of the pool deck with his clipboard tucked under one arm, the same way he always held it. He was still in the black Maristen singlet h
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