Reyna's POV:
I just was jogging just like I do every morning at 6:30. I decided to go a bit earlier today so that I could get "ready". I hated the change I had to make from my regular toga and cape to running shorts and a sports t-shirt. Annabeth, Piper, and Hazel helped me go shopping for clothes that "fit" and "help" my body look the best it can. Ugh. They also showed me how to apply makeup properly and paint my nails without spilling, but I rarely do either. I don't think it's needed. Oh well. I might just do it today and the last day or a "dance". Anyways, I was doing my daily run, and I saw this guy wink at me. He had gelled-up dark brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, amazing jawline, and the smirk that could make 100 girls faint. He was jogging too, based on his gear. He wasn't too muscly, but just enough. Perfect, per say. When he jogged by, I smelled cologne. Again, not too much, but just enough. I stopped in my tracks.
"Hey!" I shouted as I put on my best smile.
"Hey." He replied, stopping. He had a beautiful voice. Softer than silk, smoother than concrete.
"Wanna hang out later?" I asked with hope.
"With you? Definitely." He smirked.
"When?" I asked.
"5:00. The Hardcastle Gym. Maybe we can get I've cream after or something." He replied.
"Sure." I laughed.
"See ya." Then he ran off.
And then I ran off in the other direction smiling. Maybe he's the one. Just maybe...
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When I got home. I reviewed all of the best tips and tricks from Annabeth, Piper and Hazel. I picked out my favorite items of clothing: Jeans and a dressy top. Chances were, this guy lived in the neighborhood near the hotel. So, I wanted to dress appropriately for the occasion. I took a nice, long, warm shower with my favorite body soap and shampoo. Then, I braided my long, thick, dark brown hair when wet and let it sit. After that, I but on my clothes and used my favorite perfume. I undid my braid and let the wavy hair fall.
I
LOOKED
GOOD.
I ACTUALLY LOOKED GOOD!
I turned on my heels and went downstairs. I put on my running shoes and went to get in the van with the others.
Well, this was going to be fun.
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