> # Robs weekend

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> Posted by wetchas on September 16, 2015 at 11:56:12

> The school bell rang, signaling the end of another week. Rob shoved his things in his bag, and made his way out. He found himself walking next to Jason, a guy from his class. They weren't really friends, but had spoken a few times. Talk got around to the weekend, and what they had planned. Rob had to admit that he was doing very little. Jason, on the other hand had a very full weekend. "I've got my personal survival test at swimming club tonight,he said, and tomorrow I'm painting my bedroom. Robs ears pricked up. What have you got to do for the swimming test he asked. Well said Jason, I have to jump in wearing clothes, swim a bit,tread water,swim some more then climb out. I think it's to show that I would be OK if I fell off a boat or something. What clothes will you wear, Rob asked. This I guess, Jason replied,beckoning to his school stuff, not the blazer, but trousers, shirt, and jumper. I,d like to see that. Can I come and watch, Rob asked. Sure, said Jason, I'll meet you outside, about quarter to seven.
> Rob got home, and changed into trackies and football top. Friday was fish & chip night, and Rob was sent to get them. Tea was finished by about 6.15, and after washing up Rob got ready to go out.
> He got to the leisure centre around 6.40. He hadn't been waiting long when a black jag pulled up. Hi Rob said Jason as he got out of the car. Sure enough,he was still wearing his school clothes, minus his tie.They entered the building. Rob paid his £1 spectators money, and found his way to the seats. He would have a great view from here,he thought. A couple of girls were sat opposite. He guessed they were probably in the class as they were both dressed,one in black Adidas trackies and sweatshirt, and the other in what looked like her school tops and pink trousers. He hadn't been there long when Jason came out, sure enough wearing his school clothes. Another lad came out close behind him,wearing biege chino's, and a blue sweatshirt. A couple of minutes later another lad joined them. He had a full Chelsea Football club tracksuit on, and Rob could also see the collar of a Chelsea shirt.
> Soon they were joined by the coach. He talked to them for what seemed like an age, before eventually leading them to the deep end. They lined up on behind the other, and on the given signal jumped in. Jason was third in line, and by the time it was his turn Rob was practically uncontrollable. This was one club he had to join he thought to himself. Chelsea tracksuit was last in. The group swam two lengths, then trod water for what seemed like ages. During this time they had to raise on arm out of the water, as if signalling for help. Rob noticed how the water drained from their sleeves, only to be put straight back when they changed arms. Following this there was 10 minutes in the huddle position. For this they all got together in a circle, with their arms around each others shoulders. Rob wondered what it must be like to feel someonelses soaked top. Another couple of lengths followed, before the signal to climb out. Five saturated teenagers exited the pool, and stood on the side,water streaming from their clothing. The beige chino's had turned almost dark brown. Jason's blue jumper was now nearly as black as his shimmering trousers. The white stripes on the Chelsea tracksuit were now more prominent against the darkenned material, the legs of which had ballooned out around the ankles, where water was collecting faster than it could drain out. The girls pink jeans were now transparent, good job she had a black swimsuit underneath. These combined sights were too much for Rob, who had to exit quickly to the toilet.
> Suitably satisfied, he made his way to the entrance to be wait for Jason. He came out soon, dressed now in Crosshatch jeans and a Superdry hoodie. Did you pass? Rob asked. Yep, Jason replied,sure did,wow that was fun. Do you want to join up. You bet, said Rob.Jason took him to see the coach, who gave him the required papers to take home, so his Mum could sign them. As they were leaving Jason said "do you want to help me decorate my bedroom tomorrow. Sure, said Rob, sounds like fun. It will be, said Jason, its a great weekend excuse to get messy. I'll text you later. With that,Jason's Dad arrived in the jag, and he was gone.

> Coming up. A very messy, clothes destroying decorating session.

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