Allyson's POV
The instant we plunged beneath the surface, I propelled myself forward with fierce determination, refusing to lose this race.
The refreshing water enveloped my body as I surged ahead with powerful, rhythmic strokes. Kenneth's presence lingered just behind me, his competitive energy spurring me to swim faster. My arms sliced through the liquid with precision while my legs kicked relentlessly, unwilling to grant him even an inch of advantage.
Yet Kenneth possessed remarkable speed that threatened to overwhelm my lead. His athletic form moved through the water like a predator closing in on prey. I maintained my aggressive pace, every muscle in my body working overtime to maintain my narrow advantage.
The pool's far wall materialized ahead, and I summoned every ounce of remaining strength for one decisive surge. My body cut through the water like an arrow as I stretched forward, fingertips grazing the concrete barrier. Victory was mine.
