TITLE: The President’s Daughter
GENRE: YA Contemporary
EMOTION: Romantic Tension
Chelsea is a high school sophomore, on the swim team and has a best friend, Justin. Justin is interested in another girl and Chelsea is jealous. Logan is beginning to show interest in Chelsea. Here is the scene where she realized he is interested in her…
“How many events do you have today?” Logan asked as he finished his stretches and sat down on the bench. Chelsea felt the bench give as he sat down and even that tiny bit of non-contact made her stomach do a flip.
She rolled her eyes as she sat down. Get a grip! “Five. The 100 and 200 meter, breast, back and the 400 IM.”
“I think you’re fine with the breast and back,” he said, giving her a look from top to bottom. Chelsea nearly fell off the bench. She tried to answer him, but all that came out was, “Ggkay…”
Thankfully, the buzzer went off at that exact moment and Logan couldn’t hear her verbal blunder.
“What?” he asked.
Chelsea cleared her throat and at least partially snapped out of her hypnotic state. “I’m swimming the IM for the first time, and I’m sure I’m going to make a fool of myself with the butterfly.”
“Naw,” he said. “It’s easy.”
“Easy for you,” Chelsea answered. “You’re the district champ.”
He shrugged as if to say it was nothing. “Butterfly is just about the thrust.”
Oh, my god. She was going to become a big love sick puddle right at his feet. “The thrust?” she managed to croak.
“You know,” Logan said as he stood and extended his hands and arms straight above his head. He brought his arms down and pitched his chest forward, muscles rippling from his shoulders down his torso and thighs to his calves. “The thrust,” he said when he’d finished the demonstration.
“Uh huh,” was the only thing Chelsea could get out of her mouth as they called her first event.
She stood, pulled on her goggles and began the ritual she used to adjust them into the correct position. “Do you want to get something to eat after the meet?” Logan asked.
She usually got ice cream with Justin to either celebrate her victory or mourn her defeat. Either way, there was ice cream involved. She found him in the stands with her eyes as she tried to decide what to do.
Justin seemed to be deep in conversation with none other than Madison Arnold. Chelsea turned to Logan and answered, “I’d love to.” It looked like Justin would be busy enough.