While still looking out at the water, he noticed a tail splash out of the water and then quickly back in. I didn't know dolphins were this close to the shore, he thought to himself.
After dinner, Justin couldn't stand it anymore. He had to get out. He pulled on his tennis shoes and yelled, "I'm going for a run, be back whenever," to his father--wherever he was in the house. He stepped out of the house and took in a deep breath. I'm going to go crazy, he thought to himself...
Justin made it back home and ate his dinner silently with his father. The two of them weren't too close and anything resembling a familial relationship would mess up their coach/trainee dynamic. Justin kept his eyes glued on his phone to save him from the suffocating awkwardness.
"Thanks," he laughed and winked at her, "I'll see you two tomorrow!" He grabbed his napkin, waved goodbye, and started walking home with his food. (Same! Goodnight!)
Justin nodded and walked back up to the counter to grab his food. After thanking the cashier, he pulled out a napkin from the nearby dispenser. He walked back to the girls and set the napkin down on the table.
Justin smiled at her remark. He was glad he introduced himself to Chase's friends. The cashier called out his order and immediately regretted ordering before introducing himself. "Can I have your number? Um, you know, to contact each other for tomorrow," he said. He hoped he didn't freak Marie...
"Don't worry, swimming wasn't part of the plan anyway," he assured her. He was thankful it wasn't. He spends all of his time in water practicing anyway. And Chase got a little funny around water. "Is tomorrow at noon good for you guys?" he asked them both.
His smile faltered a bit, but he shook it off, "Chase's my friend. She talks about you two a lot." He paused a moment and added, "Chase and I are going to go on a run on the beach tomorrow, if you guys wanted to join. She'd love it. No swimming, though. Chase can't swim and I spend too much time...
Justin quickly placed his order and the cashier told him to wait. His eyes scanned over the room for an open spot to sit when he spots two girls who look familiar, then he realizes: they're the girls that hang out with Chase. He strode over to them and said, "Hi. I'm Justin. You girls are...
Justin's phone buzzed and read the text his father sent saying, Pick up dinner at the cafe on your way home. I'll give you money later. And get something healthy--your meet is coming up. With a groan, Justin proceeded to head to the cafe. Once there, he got into the line.
Justin finally managed to finish his work and slipped out of the building without attracting the attention of anyone. He looked down to his watch and sighed to himself. His whole day was gone. There was no time for himself after work and training. Thankfully, he'd have some fun tomorrow at the...
Justin made it to the firm and immediately got to work. The case was a huge deal for everyone else, but Justin couldn't care less. Between running around with numerous files and faxes, he looked at the clock and prayed that time would pass by faster.
"Bye!" he yelled before bolting out of the cafe. Justin jammed his phone into his gym bag and ran back to his mother's law firm. His mother was scary if he wasn't fast.
"Don't mind if I do," he said and grabbed one. His phone buzzed and looked down to see a text from his mother. "I'm sorry, Chase, but I got to run. Mom needs me back. Tomorrow's still on, right?"
He rolled his eyes, "You're on. I think we should make a bet. Let me think... the loser has to buy the winner ice cream." He popped the rest of sandwich in his mouth.
Justin laughed. "The beach... that sounds good! Great! I'll see if I can skip training tomorrow. If we're not swimming, then you're running with me," he said with a devious smirk. A run on the beach did sound amazing. His father won't be too mad... if he doesn't tell him.
(I won't be on...