It was Tuesday, and I was getting ready for my afternoon run. I walked over to my cream colored dresser and pulled open the drawer. I picked out a blue crop top and my black Adidas shorts. I walked into my bathroom and looked into the mirror. Light streamed out from the window and made my green eyes glow. I pulled my hair back in a long wavy blonde ponytail. I looked at my figure.
I disapprovingly take a look at my height. I'm short for my age. I'm 5'0 and 16 years old.
I'm tan and my body had a nice curve to it.
My phone buzzed . I looked down at it. Emily was texting me.
"Hey I'm outside." It read.
I simply texted back "Ok." and headed downstairs.
I went through the hallway of packaged boxes, and opened the glass door.
Emily stood there with her blue eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Ready to go?" She asked.
"Yeah I'm ready!" I laughed.
We bounded down the brick steps and jogged across the grass onto the road, and started running.
We started sprints after we ran about two blocks.
We rounded a few corners. Emily slowed down to a stop. I slowed down and jogged in place.
"You ok Em?" I asked. "I'm fine." She answered. I turn and started jogging again until I didn't here footsteps behind me.
"You go ahead! I'm going to wait back home for you!"
"Okay!" I yell back.
I turn around and started running again. I slow down to an abrupt stop when I saw a wooded area.
I peer through the thick trees. I walked through the woods. I looked around and smiled. It was beautiful. I looked around again. I had to shake myself out of the trance.
My legs feel heavy. But I decide to keep going. I continue again through the woods. After a while my legs start to give out, and I felt a sharp pain in my left thigh.
I look behind me. The trail was bending and winding as if it were chasing me.
Before I could fully turn around I clash into someone.
I fall to the ground hard.
"Ugh!" I say through clenched teeth.
I stand up and dust myself off. I widened my eyes in concern when I saw the person that I ran into, on the ground.
"Oh my God!" I say quickly. "Are you okay?!" I ask.
The boy looked up at me.
His eyes...
"Y-yeah! I'm fine!" He says quickly.
He started staring at me.
I examined every detail of him.
His dark hair.
His high cheek bones.
The shadows on his face.
His sharp jawline.
His lips.
I found myself studying the color in his eyes again. They were brown with green circling his pupils. Hazel. I could feel myself blush.
Stop staring and do something.
I quickly tear myself from his eyes, that seem to be taking control of me. I awkwardly try to avoid looking into his eyes again.
I broke the silence by saying
"Here let me help you!"
I say holding out my hand to him. He looked at me again and took my hand. When our hands touched I felt a spark.
