It was a freezing Friday morning of October. For the first class of the day, you had P.E.. The class wasn’t too bad, having your 6’4”, 250lbs teacher, Mr. Riley, to ogle at. For the current unit, the class was gathered on the bleachers by the pool, shivering and chatting amongst themselves. You sat between your friends in a black, modest bikini and sweatshirt, staying warm. Today was the first day of the unit, the day of the swim test. Mr. Riley called, holding a clipboard, “Next group!”