Prissy, with help from her husband Wilson, had set up the meal buffet style with everyone grabbing a plate when they could, finding a seat where they ...ould, and then rushing off to finish what they were doing.I grabbed my plate and headed out to the terrace, only to discover that Kip had beat me there."I see you had the same idea about staying out of their way," Kip said between bites."You know what they say ... great minds think alike," I replied."Yeah. We learned all about avoiding large. I look like a twelve-year-old and the only guys who have hit on me are dirty old men who like little girls” she said bitterly.“But you...” I stopped, almost blurting out something sure to upset her.“What?” she snapped, glaring again. “Go ahead, say it.”I mentally crossed my fingers and got ready to be smacked.“You have the cutest ass in any of my classes.” I said, flinching away.Her expression wasn’t anger though, it was shock.“What do you mean?”“What do you mean, what do I mean? I think you. She said, "I guess you better get some rest while you can. Ronnie and I are gonna wear you out again tomorrow night." Mm. I might not be able to get on that airplane." Yes, you'll get on it. You'll get on it and go back and do what you have to do. And you'll be good, you'll do well, you'll be able to do things you never thought you'd be able to. You'll know how to learn for yourself and build your skills. You'll know how to keep yourself up and look good and how to find people you'll like,. Mom made bacon and eggs, but I just had juice and a protein bar. I always eat light before a match.I put on my board shorts and we drove straight to school, so I could get some more practice laps in. The rest of the team got there shortly thereafter, so we practiced relays for a bit. About an hour before the match was scheduled to start, Coach Overholt blew the whistle."Everybody out of the pool! I want you guys to get some rest before the match starts." We hung out on the bleachers while we.