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Zack Jersey Mendoza Zendaya's POV

"Zendaya!" Coach Alvid yelled at me. I bent on my knees and gasped for air. I felt the sweat dashing through my ears. "Why are you always late for morning practice?"

"Coach, it's just five minutes," I answered, still steadying my breath. Why is the pool area so far from the field?

"Five minutes is still precious. You're the captain," he frowned. "You still check on Zamora before coming here?"

"Sssh," I straightly pointed my index finger to my lips. "That's a secret, Coach," I smiled. I brushed my hair and picked up the...