They are VERY excited!!!!

I hear the boys cheering, hooting, and hollering. Excitement fills the room.

“I can’t hear you!” the Captain shouts.

This time, the Captain is so loud, I think even the people in the gym next door can hear her through the solid brick wall.

“ARE YOU GUYS EXCITED?” the Captain asks again.

The guys give the Captain a real good hoot and cheer this time. It’s like I’m at a football game. I hate football.

“Before we start, phones, phones, give me your phones. Let’s go people, any phones, put them here,” the Captain says.

The senior girls all dump their phones in a laundry basket on command, followed by Julie, Isabella, and I.

“I’d ask for the phones from the guys, but I don’t think that’s a phone in their pockets,” the Captain continues.

The senior girls break down giggling at the Captain’s joke, but there is nothing funny about this situation to me. I can’t believe that of all the people that could be on the boy’s swim team, it’s Sean, my biggest college crush. Why, cruel world, do you torment me so?

“I think it goes without saying, but if I find any one of you so much as takes a photo of the bench in here, you’ll never swim again. What happens in swim team stays in swim team. Got it?” the Captain asks.

You’d have to have bigger balls than any of the guys here to argue with the Captain, that’s for sure. Again, could hear a pin drop.