<b>Name:</b>Clyde.<br/><b>Location:</b>Main House, Pool.<br/><b>Tagged:</b>Kaylie.<br/><br/>Clyde reached the end of the pool, surfacing for a deep breath as he gave his strained body a brief rest. He ran a hand through his wet hair, throwing it from his face as he glanced over his shoulder to his sister. “Come on, Kaylie!” He called encouragingly, waving his hand to her, “We’ll never qualify for the district finals at this rate!” He planted his feet on the pool edge and shot back into the water, swimming with all the rigor and strength he could muster from his aching body to reach the other side and back in record time, trying to condition his body for the qualification tests. He and his sister were both in high school, being the middle children, along with their younger sister and brother who just started. Though he was a year younger, he still met the deadline for being placed in the same grade, making him one of the youngest children in grade 12 while she was among the older. They were both on the school swim team and they liked to practice together, among other things. He completed another lap and surfaced, his chest heaving with exertion as he pulled himself up the pool edge and sat, his legs lapping in the water.