A Wave Of Desire

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Ocean

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"What the fuck did you just say?" Justin was looking more shocked than I felt and that was saying something.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that, Jeffries." Coach was glaring still, but he wasn't glaring at me, Makai, Ben, or Ryan. He was glaring at the awestruck Justin.

"I will talk like that because this is fu-."

"Don't you dare finish that sentence." The coach cut Justin off once again, stopping him from finishing whatever it was that he was going to say.

"Coach? Come on? Are you seriously going to take their side on all of this? Really? They're fucking faggots. They're pervs. They're going to be trying to molest every dude on the team. Come on, kick them off, not me."

"Shut up." Did the coach's eyes just turn black with rage? Probably not, but they definitely looked a lot angrier now than they had just a few seconds ago. "Just shut up, Justin. Save yourself right now. I am not going to kick them off the team. They have done nothing wrong. Not to mention, they are the four best swimmers on the team. Do you think that I would kick them off and keep your mediocre, bigoted ass in their place? That's what's messed up in my opinion. The fact that you even thought that it was OK to be harassing the best guys on the team when you can't even hold a candle to them. Yeah, you're not horrible, but you're not that great, man. And then there is the fact that you are discriminating against them. Do you seriously think that is OK? Really?"

The coach was breathing heavily as he yelled at the guy in front of him. I seriously didn't see this coming at all. How the hell had this turned out completely opposite of what I thought was going to happen? Where in the world did the reality that I knew go? I wasn't mad at all. I was just curious to know what the hell was going on right now.

"You can't be serious, Coach. You want to let the queers stay on the team? Do you want to be sued when all the guys in the locker room get fondled, molested, and raped by them? Seriously? You'll wind up in jail right along with those fucking fudge packers. You'll be guilty by association since you didn't stop it when you could." I swear, I didn't know where the hell Justin was getting these things from.

"Seriously? Do you really think that any of that would happen? Any of it at all? I think you're a fucking moron. I think you're too stupid to fucking survive on your own. Should we all be tossed into jail because we let a brainless idiot like you into the pool even though we know you might drown because of your overwhelming stupidity?" OK, I was being a little stupid and cruel here, but I didn't care. Justin deserved that after everything that he had said about us.

"Shut up, fag boy."

"You shut up, Justin. You really are stupid if you think any of that is true." Makai snapped at him as he stepped up a little closer to me.

"Fuck you, Ma-."

"All of you shut up." Coach yelled the words so loud that they bounced around the room several times. "I don't want to hear another thing from any of you." I watched as the coach took a deep breath and then turned to look at Justin. "You, get out of my pool. Get dressed, get your things, and never step foot in my locker room or my pool ever again. After he is out of the locker room, practice is over. This is the second practice that has been interrupted because of you Justin, and it is going to be the last." The coach was still fuming when he finished talking and started to walk away. However, he seemed to remember something and stopped halfway across the room. "Oh, and the four of you, come see me when you're dressed. I still need to talk to you."

"Yes, Sir." Makai, Ben, Ryan, and I all answered immediately. He hadn't yelled at us, yet. But I was sure that it was still coming. I didn't want to hear it, but I don't think that we were going to be kicked off the team just yet. This day was definitely only going part of the way that I expected it to.

The whole team just stood there in silence and watched the coach leave. The moment that he slammed the door to his office, Justin started again.

"Look at the fucking mess you've gotten us in now. You fucking queers. What, did you blow the coach? Is that why he's choosing you over me?"

"Shut the fuck up, Justin." Toby, a freshman on the team, snapped at him when he decided to keep going. "We're all over this. Just shut up and get out like the coach said."

"Oh, does little Toby want to audition to be their next orgy member? You fucking qu-."

"For crying out loud, Justin, just go. None of us want you here. You're a damn leach. You suck the joy out of swimming, out of everything. Just go the fuck away." Henry went to stand next to Toby, he was a senior like me and Makai.

"No one's talking to you, Henry." Justin just kept making enemies.

I watched as the entire team moved to stand behind us. It was me, Makai, Ben, and Ryan standing in front of all of them. Only Justin stood opposed to us as we stared him down.

"Does this answer your questions, Justin?" Katie asked him with anger pouring off of her.

"Yeah, can you understand it now, moron?" Alexis added.

"Can't you see that you're the one that no one wants here?" Cassie crossed her arms and tapped her foot to let him know that she was annoyed with him.

"Get the hell out of here, Justin. Go and leave us all alone. You know how tight the swim team is, and you're not one of us anymore." Katie reminded him that he had been kicked off the team.

"I don't want to be on a team with a bunch of freaks like you anyway. All of you are just fucking disgusting."

Finally, Justin turned to leave for the locker room. That was a relief, more than I could ever express. I was glad that the team stood with us though. I never thought that they would. I knew they were good people, for the most part, but I thought they would abandon us when they found out. Maybe I should have had more faith in them.

I stood there with the rest of the guys as they gave us words of support and encouragement. The girls left sooner and went to get changed since they didn't need to worry about Justin still being in the locker room.

We had been standing there maybe three minutes when we heard a loud banging noise coming from the locker room. It sounded like something hard was hitting something metal. It wasn't a metal-on-metal noise, but there was definitely metal in there somewhere.

The rest of the team that was milling around made it into the room before us but only by a couple of seconds.

"Justin just ran out." I heard Toby comment when I finally saw what had happened. There was a small wooden stool that had been in the locker room and someone, who was obviously Justin, had used it to beat the front of my locker door until it caved in. He must have wanted to get at my stuff but he didn't have the combination.

Well, I was glad that he hadn't managed to get into it, but he had taken a marker from his backpack and written the word FAGGOT across the metal door. Well, he wasn't original or anything, so I guess I wasn't surprised.

I wasn't going to be able to open the door properly with it bent like that. I had to wait there in the locker room for the coach and the janitor to come and help me get into it.

"Hey, Ocean, here." Henry was handing me a black piece of cloth. "I have a spare pair of shorts for gym. Don't worry, they're clean."

"Thanks." I smiled at him and took them from him. "I'll give them back to you after I wash them."

"Yeah, no problem." He nodded as I slipped them on over my speedo. Thankfully it was already dried since it didn't stay wet for too long.

"Here Ocean, I have an extra t-shirt." Charlie, a junior who was taller and broader than me, was handing me a light gray shirt to put on over the sweats.

"Thanks, I'll give it back later."

"No rush. You need it more than I do right now, man."

Everyone was being a lot more accommodating than I ever expected. Too bad no one had an extra clean pair of socks or sneakers. My feet were a little cold while I waited here in the locker room.

"Hey, Toby, want to study in the library with the girls? I heard them say that they were going there until class starts." Henry asked the underclassman as he went to leave the room.

"Yeah, let's go."

The room started to empty out, but I wasn't able to leave. Makai, Ben, and Ryan were also waiting with me since the coach wasn't in his office anymore, he had gone to get the janitor and the principal.. We needed to wait for our 'meeting' as well as to get my stuff.