Chapter 14. Rich Boy

To find a suitable racing suit, I head to my bedroom and rummage through my drawers. I rummaged through my wardrobe and found my go-to TYR swimsuit. It was relatively novel and quickly became my favorite. The color was a deep purple, and the back was almost entirely open, but it was designed with swimming and other aquatic activities in mind.

I empty my bag to inspect its contents. Lesson plans are written on foam squares. When I first started teaching, I discovered that pen writing on foam boards would not erase. I had my safety goggles, work whistle, and locker combination lock with me.

I threw on my short black Nike swim shorts and rummaged through my drawer for a t-shirt to go with them. I put on my shoes and grab my sunglasses before I lock my room door. The loudest possible voice rings out, and I glance at my keyring on the doorknob.

"Nash, when are we going to get together again?" When I turned around to answer Ava’s question, she was holding his a