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"Don't be a cunt! Share the fuckin' lane," she screamed, blowing her whistle for emphasis. "Swim circles or go the fuck home!"

She loved coach Allison because she didn't put up with these upper-crust primadonnas. She smiled during her flip-turn and shouted cuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnt underwater. That was her favorite place to curse. Underwater. 

She swam next to Keith and let the cliques swim together. They're so dumb anyway she thought. Keith is smart.

Just because Monique drove her father's bright red Mercedes to the pool for swim practice she thought she was something. 

Yeah she really was something, Angela thought. Something to despise. "No inner life!" she told herself. 

I'm a dolphin, I communicate with Keith by sonar, she told herself opening her eyes wide on the flip-turn catching his washboard abs flying by.