That Night

Part 1

*Alarm Going off*
Beep-Beep..Beep-Beep..Beep-Beep..Beep-Beep
"Ughh okay oka-"
Beep-Beep..Beep-Beep
"Alarm off-"
Beep-Beep..Beep-Beep
"Alarm off, Turn off the fuck!"
*Alarm turns off*
"Finally..Just 5...more min..utes..."
Beep-Beep..Beep-Beep..Beep-Beep..Beep-Beep
"UGHHHH"
*Throws clock*
*Grabs phone*
"Ugh 8 already? But that was so fassst.. Well..its time for that night jog"
Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Naliña, nickname is Nina. I am a 17 year old young lady who likes to for some reason take late nights jogs and eat cream cheese with doritos. I'm an artist whose almost near the end of my senior year and I'm freakin' out because I haven't decided on what college to go to. Now that that's been said , let's continue my story shall we?
I grabbed my jogging gear, strapped on my running shoes and tied my hair up in a ponytail. Its too hot outside, about 89°and its 8:30 at night. That's the weird thing about New York City-when its winter, it can hit down to -5° and when it's summer, it can go up to 101°. I guess you could say that us New Yorkers have the best of both worlds. My birthday is tomorrow- June 16, not really excited about it but hey it has to come around every once and a while right? That was a rhetorical question. Anyways I usually jog around in central park until about 10:30-11 pm. Sounds crazy because its dangerous but do not fear for I know martial arts and am not afraid to kick some tooty booty. Plus the night air is just right, not too cold and not too hot. Perfect weather for a jog. I grabbed my water bottle, plugged my ear phones in my phone, and sped walked out of the house.