(EMILY and NATALIE are both standing in their race suits, caps, and goggles. There are two black folding chairs one stage L the other stage R and in the upstage C is a small metal table and a screen. Emily is shivering as she stands next to the black folding chair on stage R while Natalie is standing on the top of the chair, looking as though she is about to dive.)
P-please Natalie, I think we s-should go ask Coach to sit out. I-I'm freezing, you have to be too.
No way! We started without taking any pity breaks. We have to finish through.
Just think about t-this though Nats. What if something happens to you? Coach would f-find out and I thought you said no one c-could find out!
Keep quiet Em, or you'll screws everything up by just thinking aloud. I'll be fine. The cold can't kill me.
(Emily shrugs and goes to find her towel stage L. Natalie hops of the bench and stretches. After a moment, a whistle goes off)
(Natalie gets back on her chair)
Swimmers to your ready.
(Natalie crouches and places her hands on the front of the chair. A siren goes off and the light on Natalie goes off as she mimes diving. On the screen, a video of a swim race appears. Emily comes back over to the chair stage L)
Come on Nats! You can do it! Woooohhh! Go go go, you're almost there!
The winner is Natalie Freedman of Valley View in Lane 8.
(The video ends and the light comes back up on Natalie, but now she is panting heavily on the ground)
Congratulations, you won!
Thanks, Em…help me up?
(Emily nods and lends her a hand but instead Natalie refuses it)
No…wait n-not yet. I just need to c-catch my breath…
(Emily kneels beside her)
Are you sure you're okay?
(Natalie shakes her head)
Oh god no-Coach!!
(all lights go dark and when they come back one of the seats have been put to the side, the other cleared and the table has been moved downstage. Natalie is lying on the table and Emily is holding her hand and running in place.)
It's going to be okay, hold on tight Natalie.
(the light slowly fades on Natalie and Emily slows down before walking over to the chair stage R. After a moment or so, she starts to cry)
There were complications…She was trying to fight it….If there hadn't been so many internal problems we might have…The tests show she her food patterns were irregular, too irregular to not be considered as a partial cause…I'll contact her parents…Who's going to tell the girl who came with her?
(Emily cries harder)
I'm sorry miss, but she's gone. It's midnight, I think it's best you go home, your parents will be worried.
(Emily nods but stays there crying)