Sarah’s muffled voice seethed with hatred above the water’s surface. Below and out of breath, Christina tried to focus her flailing mind on one thing–survival. She brought her hands up to the backs of her death dealer’s arms and sunk her lengthy fingernails into the taught flesh. “Ahh! You fucking bitch!” Free from Sarah’s grip, Christina popped above the surface gasping for the air she thought she’d never breathe again. Her victory was short lived as Sarah dove at her, taking her back under mid-breath, causing her to take in a mouthful of pool water. The two girls, completely submerged and entangled, scratched and clawed, kicked and pulled at one another as their combined weight moved them to the pool’s floor. In a last ditch attempt to not have these be her final living moments, Christina flung her body backwards pulling Sarah with her, managing to knee her in the solar plexus. She felt the hands at her throat loosen as air bubbles flumed from the girl’s mouth. Christina swam toward the surface.
