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Post by isaac on Mar 11, 2013 19:06:56 GMT -5
Isaac wandered out onto the large track provided for the students here at Mayview Academy which included him seeing as he is a just a boring old Sophomore. He stood at the edge of the track and started stretching he stretched out each and every muscle he could stretch out before raising his hand to cover a long and slight loud yawn that escaped through his parted lips. He made sure his legs were well stretched before he went onto the track and started jogging.
As he was jogging slowly to warm himself up he plugged in his stark white earphones and quickly set his ipod onto a good volume onto a song he'd become obsessed with over the past few days called, "Good Old Days" by Pink. He didn't usually listen to Pink but this was one of her better songs and it was good for motivating him to run because of it's happy beat. He started jogging faster and faster until he was sprinting around the large round track.
He let his mind wander as he ran to the fact that it was 6:00 in the morning and he was full out sprinting which wasn't that uncommon theme for him since he was a cross-country runner he was used to early mornings and late nights. He slowed to a walk 45 minutes later and leaned over as he tried to catch his breath the one thing he loved about running this early in the morning was that it woke him up and that it was nice and cool so he didn't have to worry about being hot and sticky.
He looked up as someone started making their way over to him he wondered who it was and what they wanted from him.
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