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“You’re ready for this,” Maurice promised.

I shook my head. “I don’t think so. I’m freaking out!”

He scoffed. “How could you be uncertain? I trained you! You’re ready to walk into the Olympics.”

“My times aren’t consistently with Caleb’s,” I argued.

“You don’t have to beat him in the Qualifiers,” Maurice argued back. “You only have to place in the top three, and you have second on lockdown.”

“I don’t do second Maurice,” I said, hotly.

“Well then get out on that track and prove it to me.”

I got out of the car and met up with Bill. Caleb and Samuel were already there, chatting.

“Hey guys, I said, breezily.

“Hey Mason!” Samuel said, slapping me on the back.

“Hey,” I said, pulling a bottle of water out of my track bag.

“Don’t be nervous dude, you’ll rock this,” Samuel promised.

“Alright,” Bill said, jogging over. “Caleb, you got the third heat. Samuel, you’re the second. And Mason, glad you could finally make it, you’re in the fifth heat.”

“How many heats are there?” I asked, taking my schedule from Bill.


“Damn,” Caleb said, tucking his schedule into his bag.

“All you’ve got to do is run,” Bill said, chuckling. “Do you think you can do that?”

“I don’t know,” Samuel said, laughing with him.

“Hey,” Bill said, nudging me. “Why’re you nervous?”

“Because I’m at the Olympic Trials,” I said, taking another slug of water.

“If I didn’t think you should be here, then I would’ve told you.”

I nodded, trying to calm the nerves in my stomach. “How many people per heat go?”

“Don’t worry about that, just place first son.”

“It’s the top four,” Samuel whispered to me.

I nodded, feeling a bit of relief. I had some cushion room, not that I planned on coming in anything less than first.

“They’re starting the first heat,” Bill said, ushering us into the sea of athletes.

I couldn’t see anything except the people surrounding me. Everyone was tightly packed, all talking at once.

I felt my arm being jerked, and I came into a clear area. Caleb and Samuel were already there.

“This is crazy,” I said, looking around me at all the hopeful athletes. And I was supposed to be one of the three that made it?

“64,” Samuel said, looking around with me.


“64 hopefuls this year.”

“That’s crazy.”

“Yeah, well pretty soon there will be three.”

They were calling for the second heat, the first over. Four names were listed on the board. I didn’t recognize any of them.

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