"It's just that those boys keep horsingaround where I want to swim!"Mom and Barb exchanged knowing looks and smiles."Okay, I give up. What's up?" You ...eally don't understand do you?" Barb asked in amazement."I understand that I feel silly sitting here in a girl's bathing suitand I can't swim because of those stupid boys!" I said icily. "Whatwonderful girl secret am I missing now?" Calm down Melissa," Mom said calmly. "She's only trying to helpyou." Spare me, please. The last time she helped. 'Why would my pills be over there?' she asked herself,puzzled. 'Still, maybe if I lean over, I can reach it...'She began leaning over, ignoring the sharp spikes beingpounded through her kidney, feeling her muscles strain asshe reached, reached, reached... until she collapsed backon the bed, starting to sob with disappointment."Oh, don't cry, Mom." Oh thank God, her daughter was here.Patti'd take care of her, make it all better. "It can't beall that bad, can it?" Patti, it hurts so bad this. The plan was to go to morning classes and then leave at noon. The game was to be shown on ESPN, and the network wanted to do their prep this afternoon. Coach Hope had shared that we were one of only a handful of high school teams that had had their games televised on ESPN in back-to-back years.Until this week, I’d ignored this game for several reasons. Honestly, my focus had been on two things: recruiting and my injury. I’d not thought about Broadview Academy because this was one game our. Pain. Being tortured. That was when the mouth appeared where his throat was. It took about a week. But it ended up meeting his first mouth making a triangular gape filled with triangular teeth. His tongue long and free. It even remembered when his arms split open into three different appendages. The bones receding to form an exoskeleton. Never had he felt such pain. His legs cracked into a bipedal state.Since then he needed to be in water. Thin scales formed and its muscles became dense. Now it.