The voice over the rogue microphone said, “Go, go, go!” The coaches rounded the pool but weren’t fast enough to catch him before he jumped in feetfirst.
The impersonator let out a guttural yell and charged straight for the pool. If I were closer I would’ve seen the electronic eyepiece and scar running along his right cheek that some mask maker had painted on so we wouldn’t mistake this mask for another one of Grant James’s characters. The same exact mask I’d seen in online pictures classmates had posted over the years of him causing public disturbances. Not one of those cheap, plastic, fake-looking masks but a high-quality, very realistic version of Heath Hall encased his head. That’s when a guy in a Speedo and rash guard emerged from the locker room across the way, hands in the air. The coaches and officials moved around the pool, searching for the interruption. The person about to appear was some attention-seeker who I’d successfully ignored until this point. But the person about to appear was neither the character nor the actor. Heath Hall was a spy hero character played by the actor Grant James. “The guy from the movies?” someone behind me asked. “May I present Heath Hall.”Ī low buzz of chatter rippled through the audience. The noise wasn’t coming from the booth, where the announcer was looking around, just as confused as the crowd. The feedback sounded again and then someone cleared their throat into the microphone.
Mom was next to him, typing something into her phone. He sat in the middle of the bleachers with a goofy grin on his face. I tugged out a single earbud and looked up.
The shrill sound of microphone feedback cut through my music. I brought my brows together, determined not to think about it. My music was loud but I sensed a hush come over the watching crowd. I rotated my head side to side to the beat of the music blasting through my headphones. I couldn’t wait to break through its surface.
The water had calmed from the last race and the still night made it look like glass. I moved my arms in a windmill as I stared out over the pool in front of me.
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