She stood at the edge of the pool, her toes curled around the tiles. She took a deep breath and then fulfilled the afternoon long anticipation as she dived into the water. Her outstretched hands cut through the water leading her forward and downwards. As her momentum ran out, she came to a stop, turned and as she started to kick her legs made her way to the surface. Gradually she gained speed and in an instant breached the surface of the water. She rocked up and down briefly before settling – the water just beneath her shoulders. Using her hands, she combed back her long dark hair from her face while residual droplets of water accumulated and fell from the edge of her nose.
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