Chapter 22. Connection

Samantha’s POV

“You have been staring at the pool for quite a while now. Do you want to join the team?” the Swimming Club Coach asked. “I can tell from that look on your face that you want to try it out so you better stop moping about whatever is stopping you from joining the team and give a trial right now,” he added.

“Yeah sure!” Dre snorted from behind us before I could respond. “I am pretty sure this wooden doll does not know how to even move her limbs in water,” he taunted.

What the fuck is this guy’s problem?

“Don’t narrate your own pathetic story while taking my name, Mister. I can beat your cocky ass in the pool any time,” I smirked.

“If you don’t know, I am the captain of this club and I don’t waste my time with noobs,” he replied back but there was still an amused grin on his face that said that he was just messing around with me and that he did not mean any of the things he was saying.

This boy irritated me to my wits’ end but he