through the water. I tried to stroke. I tried to kick. But I didnât seem to move any closer to the surface.
Then I heard the noise. That same strange whirring Iâd noticed before. The whirring that I heard when the diver vanished. It came from somewhere in the pool.
My eyes adjusted to the saltwater. I caught a glimpse of something large and green in the pool with me.
It was long and thick. Maybe I could grab it and save myself! I tried to paddle toward it.
Luckily it was heading my way!
I tried to focus my eyes on it. What could it be? A log? No, it wiggled too much.
The strange green thing moved closer. Suddenly it lashed out! It wrapped around my arm.
Thatâs when I realized what it was.
A tentacle.
An enormous sea creature had me in its slimy, powerful grasp!
My arms and legs jerked into action. I had no control over them. My hands reached out as if I were clutching the water ahead of me. My legs shot out behind me and kicked like crazy.
I couldnât worry about drowning. My only thought was to get away. To get out of that pool!
I plowed through the water, my heart pounding. The tentacle slid off my arm.
My body kicked into high gear now. The water split in front of me.
I broke through the surface so fast, I rose out of the water. I sucked in giant gulps of air. I caught a glimpse of the side of the pool.
Barry still stood there, watching me.
I didnât waste any time. I flung myself through the water.
A minute later my knuckles scraped against cement. I grabbed the side and locked on. In one smooth motion I pulled my body right out of the pool.
I lurched onto the sand, gasping for breath.
Barry stood over me. âYour form needs some major work, Tadpole. But, boy, was that fast!â he said.
My heart pounded. I struggled to catch my breath. I had to tell Barry. I swam like that only because I had to escape a monster!
I panted and wheezed.
Finally, I stood up. âBarry.â I coughed. âListen, I have to tell you. Thereâs something weird in that pool. Some kind ofâmonster!â
Barry stared at me. Grinning.
âI know this sounds crazy,â I continued, âbut I saw a diver disappear in the deep end. He went down and never came back up. I heard this weird whirring noise. And thatâs not all.â My words came faster and faster. âSomething came up from the deep end just now. It was big and green. It looked like a tentacle. It reached out and grabbed my arm!â
Barry smiled. âBig and green, huh?â he asked.
âYes!â I nodded.
âAnd kind of long and squiggly?â he continued. I nodded again.
âTad, what grabbed you wasnât a monster. It was a piece of seaweed.â Barry laughed.
âSeaweed?â I demanded. âNo way. What would seaweed be doing in a pool?â
âClub Lagoona promises to give you the water adventure of a lifetime. Right?â Barry asked.
âYeah . . .â I said uncertainly.
âSo we try to make everything as realistic as possible. Our saltwater Atlantis pool actually has seaweed growing from the bottom. Neat, huh?â Barry punched my arm.
I thought about the thing that grabbed me. It was big and green and kind of slimy. Maybe it was seaweed.
Maybe.
âLighten up, Tad!â Barry shook his head at me. âThatâs what Club Lagoona is all about. Having fun, relaxing, and getting wet! â He dipped his foot in the pool and splashed me.
âDonât forget, Tad, your Sink or Swim trial is first thing tomorrow morning. Thatâs where we separate the rocks from the jocks! The âsinkersâ from the âswimmers.â Your performance in that race will determine which swimming class youâll be in,â Barry explained. âFrom what I saw just now, I doubt youâll be swimming with the Sharks, butââ
âThe Sharks?â I interrupted, my eyes wide.
âThe advanced swimming class,â Barry