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ARIANNA ROSE GRANT
It was early Sunday morning. Arianna always woke up earlier then her sister. The time was almost six, and she changed into jogging pants and a tank-top, putting a thin jacket on over. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she grabbed her i-Pod, heading outside for her morning jog. She usually woke up at this time every other day to run. It was a passion of hers. She loved to run, and was in track in high school. Doing a few warm-up exercises, she started to run. Her normal route took her through the neighborhood, on through the park, and half way towards the town square, before she backtracked to the house, the same way she came. After reaching her house, she stopped for a quick breath, turning her i-Pod off in the middle of "Move Like Jagger" by Maroon 5.
Once stable, she walked back into her house. Her parents were in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. It smelled mouth-watering to her. "Hey." She said, grabbing a bottle of water from the refrigerator, taking a huge sip. "Smells good." She commented. Her dad was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper in his plaid pajama pants, and drinking coffee. "No work today, dad?" She asked, taking another sip of the refreshing water. "No, hun. I'm off, and it's about time." He said, relieved to finally have off. He worked weeks at a time without having off, so he needed it. Nodding, Arianna smiled and finished her water, throwing it in the trash can. She went upstairs to take a shower.
"Wake up, sis." Arianna said, laughing as she threw a pillow at her sleeping sister. "Getting in the shower!" She shouted from the bathroom, running the water. This afternoon, Arianna and her sister decided to talk to their parents about taking a year away from home. They both graduated high school, and if they said no, they could always go anyways. They were over 18, but Arianna was confident that their parents would let them. Finishing her shower, Arianna dried off and went back into her bedroom to change into something more casual. She found the perfect outfit for the day- blue jean caprees, a beige top, blue flats, and black and gold bracelets.. After throwing it on, she pulled her wet hair into a messy ponytail, going downstairs to get something to eat.
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Ignacio Oliver Williams
Ignacio wasn't exactly a morning person. Actually, he hated waking up any time before noon. It normally put him in a sour mood, but today, he felt a little different. He normally stayed up at the clubs in his hometown, Rome, Italy. And partied, meeting new girls every night. Safe to say, he wasn't one for "relationships"... one of his worst qualities. It was about ten that morning, and he just ate a bowl of cereal. He normally didn't eat much in the mornings. After eating, Ignacio took himself a shower, taking his sweet, sweet time. Last night, he didn't go out, but stayed home and chilled with one of his good friends, who he'd be chilling with later that day.
After his shower, he dressed in a simple dark blue tee shirt and blue jeans. He raked a hand through his hair, which made it settle in place perfectly. Smiling at himself, he winked in the mirror. He was a little bit self-conceited, but who wouldn't be, with his rugged handsome looks, and drop-dead smile, every woman in Italy wanted the young bachelor, but to their surprise, none suited him to settle with. He just figured he hadn't found the right one.
Waiting until his friend was up, Ignacio sat down on his couch, propping his legs up on the coffee table, and flipped through the channels. He knew some English, but not the whole language. After all, he was full-blooded Italian. Deciding on the news, he sat back, sipping on some coffee he made earlier before his shower.
ARIANNA ROSE GRANT
It was early Sunday morning. Arianna always woke up earlier then her sister. The time was almost six, and she changed into jogging pants and a tank-top, putting a thin jacket on over. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she grabbed her i-Pod, heading outside for her morning jog. She usually woke up at this time every other day to run. It was a passion of hers. She loved to run, and was in track in high school. Doing a few warm-up exercises, she started to run. Her normal route took her through the neighborhood, on through the park, and half way towards the town square, before she backtracked to the house, the same way she came. After reaching her house, she stopped for a quick breath, turning her i-Pod off in the middle of "Move Like Jagger" by Maroon 5.
Once stable, she walked back into her house. Her parents were in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. It smelled mouth-watering to her. "Hey." She said, grabbing a bottle of water from the refrigerator, taking a huge sip. "Smells good." She commented. Her dad was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper in his plaid pajama pants, and drinking coffee. "No work today, dad?" She asked, taking another sip of the refreshing water. "No, hun. I'm off, and it's about time." He said, relieved to finally have off. He worked weeks at a time without having off, so he needed it. Nodding, Arianna smiled and finished her water, throwing it in the trash can. She went upstairs to take a shower.
"Wake up, sis." Arianna said, laughing as she threw a pillow at her sleeping sister. "Getting in the shower!" She shouted from the bathroom, running the water. This afternoon, Arianna and her sister decided to talk to their parents about taking a year away from home. They both graduated high school, and if they said no, they could always go anyways. They were over 18, but Arianna was confident that their parents would let them. Finishing her shower, Arianna dried off and went back into her bedroom to change into something more casual. She found the perfect outfit for the day- blue jean caprees, a beige top, blue flats, and black and gold bracelets.. After throwing it on, she pulled her wet hair into a messy ponytail, going downstairs to get something to eat.
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Ignacio Oliver Williams
Ignacio wasn't exactly a morning person. Actually, he hated waking up any time before noon. It normally put him in a sour mood, but today, he felt a little different. He normally stayed up at the clubs in his hometown, Rome, Italy. And partied, meeting new girls every night. Safe to say, he wasn't one for "relationships"... one of his worst qualities. It was about ten that morning, and he just ate a bowl of cereal. He normally didn't eat much in the mornings. After eating, Ignacio took himself a shower, taking his sweet, sweet time. Last night, he didn't go out, but stayed home and chilled with one of his good friends, who he'd be chilling with later that day.
After his shower, he dressed in a simple dark blue tee shirt and blue jeans. He raked a hand through his hair, which made it settle in place perfectly. Smiling at himself, he winked in the mirror. He was a little bit self-conceited, but who wouldn't be, with his rugged handsome looks, and drop-dead smile, every woman in Italy wanted the young bachelor, but to their surprise, none suited him to settle with. He just figured he hadn't found the right one.
Waiting until his friend was up, Ignacio sat down on his couch, propping his legs up on the coffee table, and flipped through the channels. He knew some English, but not the whole language. After all, he was full-blooded Italian. Deciding on the news, he sat back, sipping on some coffee he made earlier before his shower.
