A Wicked Weekend At Hazel Point
Charlie is going to Olympic trials in 2 weeks, he takes Beth to work off tension.
My name is Charlie; I’m sixteen years old, a little over six feet tall, with bottle-blond hair that’s got a greenish tint from the chlorine in the pool. I have the broad shoulders, muscular torso and powerful legs of a swimmer. In two weeks I’m off to the training centre to see if I can make the cut to compete for a spot on the Olympic swim panel. My mom is super proud, and also super strict. She told me I can go for this...