You might just get beat today! - Style, nudged Fly on the block next to him.

Yeah? Bring it on! - Flyer laughed.

Coach Graham, had noticed a change in Style. These last few weeks, he was training harder than ever. He seemed happier too!

It hadn't taken long to figure out why.

Flyer and Style had always been rivals since they had started Uni. His two best swimmers, had never even spoken to each other.

But now they were exchanging smiles and laughter. Banter between them slowly increasing! But it wasn't just that, it was the way they would sneak glances at each other!

He could see, a tension growing between them. But he wouldn't interfere, if this friendship or whatever it was, encouraged Style to train harder it was a good thing!

He had seen great potential, in Style, from the beginning! But something was keeping him back!

Why did Style always come in Second place? It was as though something was stopping him from striving for First.

But maybe now things were changing! Style's pace had increased, while his times decreased!

Flyer had better watch out! - Coach Laughed!

They were taking things slow! Step by Step! They spent time together, talking, getting to know each other better. They went on dates on the weekends, Movies, Beach, meals! They studied together, in the library!

They didn't tell anyone, but friends had noticed! Rumors spread! They didn't care!

If they passed each other in the hallways, they smiled and touched each other's hand in passing!

Feelings were growing, tension building! They had exchanged kisses, but not let things get out of control.

It was something, they just couldn't talk about!

Style wondered, if Flyer wanted to take the next step!

Flyer wanted Style so badly, but worried Style didn't feel the same!

They hadn't even been inside each other's rooms.

By the time, the next Competition came around, the tension between them was unbearable! They grumbled and bickered.

They mounted the blocks, side by side, for their final race Freestyle! This was usually Styles favorite. But today he just felt annoyed!

Fly, was frustrated! He didn't want to even look at Style today!

Two swimmer's focused all of their anger into this race. They swum harder than ever before!

They reached the end of the Race and didn't even look up! Each lost in their thoughts.

We have a draw!

It wasn't until they heard this over the loud speaker, that they were snapped aware.

The crowds erupted into cheers!

First place goes to Style and Flyer!

What?

Style looked at Fly. Stunned! Mouth agape!

Fly looked at Style. He took in Style's expression. All of his anguish forgotten, he burst out laughing!

Style's shock faded at the sound of Fly's laughter. He began to laugh too! Sending a splash, into Fly's face.

Hey!

They could have stood in front of the Podium, there was hardly room for two, up on the block. But Fly jumped up, and pulled Style up with him. They jostled for a foot hold, laughing and clutching at each other to stop themselves falling!

Laughs came from the crowd, probably their friends, but they were too happy to care!

They received their First Place medals, and Coach called out for a photo!

They smiled as a photo was taken!

One more! - Coach yelled out, grinning!

A gasp came from the crowd as the next photo was taken. Then cheers erupted again!

Style was beaming, as Fly swung him down from the Podium.

Fly whispered in Style's ear - Sleepover at my place tonight?

I'll make breakfast! - Style Grinned!

You're on! - Fly grinned and gave a thumb's up!