Swimming Meme Novels & Stories

“Yup, can't wait to see you flailing your arms around in this water, while making weird noises.” "Hey, those noises are just my... unique swimming style. And I'll have you know, I've been practicing my butterfly stroke. I'm basically the next Michael Phelps.” I said, shoving my finger in his face. "The next Michael Phelps? More like the next... drowning victim. Just kidding, sort of. But seriously, if you sink to the bottom of the pool, don't worry. I'll come save you.” "Ugh, thanks for the vote of confidence. But don't worry, I won't need your help. I'll be too busy doing laps around you.”

Just in case that wasn't clear. I notice that a lot of people in the audience have stood up. They're all staring. Pointing. Probably whispering about the girl who forgot how to swim mid-competition. Great. Just great. This is exactly how I wanted to be remembered. "Winter Steele: Professional Drowner." Some couples are swimming ahead of us. Some have their partners behind them. Some are swimming together. But no one else is literally carrying their partner through the water like a sack of very wet potatoes.

Tabieka nodded and rested her hands on her knees once she was done speaking. "Yeah, I heard from my Dad that it's hard to live in a place far from the water. Can you only swim in the Ocean or is freshwater fine too?" I directed the question to all of the Mermaids by glancing at each one of them. "We can swim in freshwater but only for a little bit of time. It is not really good for us." Tabieka responded with her accent being mildly interlaced into her words. "Yeah I tried skinny dipping at night in the Luveldom lake with Evan and I got a not-so-pretty rash on my bum that lasted weeks," Lizzy chuckled and shook her head as if to erase the memory from her mind.

Jasmine asked with an astonishing voice. “I don’t even know, one thing I recall I was in the swimming pool and the next I was in the ambulance being rushed to the nearest hospital” she said. “ It's a good thing you survived. It’s understandable now why you don’t like water” Shancie said. “Yeah, the moment I just see too much water, it triggers my memories” she added. “Me and my kid sister here, swimming is what we like doing” Jasmine said while waving her hand to April.

She did not want to spoil the moment, so she nodded, believing she would be the only one swimming while he watched, and she planned on giving him a show. They got to the picnic place close to the lake in the forest, and Ethan asked that they swim first and eat later. Meadow immediately obliged and began to take off her clothes until she was wearing nothing. She wanted to give Ethan a show, and his dark wolf eyes showed that she had succeeded. She entered the lake, and Ethan wheeled close to watch her swim. He calculated how to surprise her. Ethan watched her swim away with her back on him, admiring the trees and the sky above the lake.

They got into the pool and wasted no time starting their slow warming up laps. The pool was just above room temperature and almost all the students in the school took part in swimming. Both Jessica and Ann did speed skating as well. During swimming class, Ann noticed she could not keep up with Shysie’s speed. Ann was the best in swimming in her grade and knew that as of today, that will no longer be the case. Shysie seemed to maintain the swimming speed of a guy. Ann felt she just did not have the stamina to beat her, even though she kept on trying. All the students stopped to look at the two going at it.

Another memory rushes in him throwing me into the pool even though he knew I couldn’t swim. The water had swallowed me whole, cold and heavy. I remember flailing, coughing, clawing at the surface, my lungs burning as I tried to breathe. He stood at the edge, watching with a calm expression that somehow said, you can do it, Ice… try again. Ice that silly nickname he gave me.

piques my interest, I turn around and go. I immediately proceed to the pool. I really wanted to go swimming. I needed to express my displeasure with life. I strip down to my underwear and throw it on the floor. My brassiere and panty were left behind. I kept my ponytail in place since swimming in these conditions would be nice. I took a few breaths in and out before deciding to let my body sink into the crystal blue water. As I began to swim, I closed my eyes. When I first started swimming, I started moving my feet and arms like a pro. I open my eyes to check which way I am heading. I decided to get out of the water after a few minutes of swimming. I'm reaching for my towel, but there's not

“Water fight mode: activated!” Helena shrieked as Greg tried to dunk her gently under. “If you get water in my nose, I’ll sue you!” “You can’t sue what you can’t catch!” he teased, swimming away as she chased after him, laughing. Nearby, a group of new friends—including Ife and Faruk—cheered them on. Someone tossed a water ball into the circle, and soon a splash game broke out with both teams trying to keep it airborne. Greg grabbed Helena by the waist mid-play and spun her, water spraying everywhere. “This counts as cardio, right?”

The salt cuts my throat and drowns me from within. I am still swimming, one, two, three strokes. My arms are stones. My legs refuse to move. Fatigue is a beast sitting on me, suffocating me, its claws pressed into my ribs. My fingers open, close, seeking hold in nothingness. There is nothing. Nothing but the black rolling and the salt. I feel my strength tearing away, one after another, like sails ripped by the wind.