Chapter 3

                                    

                                          


                          
The light was streaming in and blinding me in my sleep. Grumbling to myself I look up to see that I'd fallen asleep with the curtains wide open. For a girl who likes to sleep in pure darkness, this is torture! Stretching and letting out a loud groan I realise that I had fallen asleep fully dressed. Laying still and trying to get the energy up to do something I decided to go for a run. Getting up I walk to the bathroom and shower before luxourizing in the steam and lathering up. I slowly get out and wrap a soft towel around me. Deciding to get dressed in my comfy clothes again I dress in a pair of black yoga pants and a long sleeve soft v-necked top, in light blue. Grabbing my water bottle from my bags I walk out of my room to see the guy from last night. Micah is his name, I think, laying on the sofa, in nothing but his boxers sleeping. While he was sleeping I take a closer look, he is a good looking guy, with a tight muscled body with a six pack I could see, which in turn made me blush. He was tall at 6"1 by the looks of it with dark brown hair short on the sides and long on top, remembering his eyes were grey, I've gotta say he was good to look at!
                          
Trying to be quiet and not disturb him I walk towards the kitchen sink. As I fill my water bottle, I hear a rustle from behind.
                          
"Good morning beaut, where you going so early?" a rough and ready voice asks from the sofa.
                          
"Early? Its 10.40!" 
                          
"Ah way too early, whatever you do, be quiet. I need my beauty sleep!" he says. With a yawn and rolling over he began to snore.
                          
Shaking my head and with a chuckle I walk towards the door and pull on my trainers i'd left there the night before.
                          
As I leave the building and looking around in the light of day I see that the place is just as beautiful as it was at night. As today is a Sunday it is particularly quiet out. As I start my warm up I see that only a few others are scattered around.
                          
Starting my morning run I decided to run the outer buildings which by my guess will be a nice 3 mile run, a nice start to the day and a way to see more of the place I am now calling home, if only for a few years anyway. 
                          
While jogging around the back of the fields at the to the rear of the academy I've slowly left the straglers behind and was alone, which is just how I like my runs, more peaceful, more serene and I don't have to bother with trying to keep a slower pace for them to keep up. I've been running since I was 8. When I used to go running with my father, it was my way to try to get some time with him, as he was always busy or away on a business trip. This worked for a while, but then my father stopped going on runs with me, I think because he no longer wanted me tagging along. By then I didn't care I was enjoying the running myself and decided to keep it up. I have not stopped in all these years.
                          
Approaching the halfway point of my run I see a boy, or should I say a man by the looks of it running towards me, he seemed to be in his own world!. He seems tall compared to my 5'5", i'm guessing about 6' or taller. His long black hair tied back with a loose but secure ponytail, a face that boasts slight stubble and a body that shows discipline. He has a swimmers physique with slight muscle, and by what I can see of him, wearing what seems to be black sweats with a long sleeved tight black shirt. 
                          
As he had his head down and sunglasses on I could not decipher his eye colour. I like to observe and remember people I see as I go, this comes from years of being around my family and their business as well as seeing different people come and go. I was always taught to be aware of my surroundings and to remember people at least vaguely.
                          
As we pass I feel his attention on me and acknowledge him with a nod. As im jogging away I look back slightly to see that he has started to jog on the spot and was watching me run away. Slightly unnerved I worked hard to not speed up and act natural as I rounded the corner out of his sight, listening I could only hear the pounding of my feet so I know he isn't following me.