â Hannah Everett â
When you meet someone for the first time, that's not the whole book. That's just the first page.
The day had gone by quicker than she'd thought. She'd spent the day studying mostly, cleaning up casually around the house, daily chores. Though souding extremely boring, it was normal for Hannah and she tried to make the best of most things. It was about 7 in the evening, and she'd lost track of time. She'd planned on starting her run at 6, and be home by at most 7. Usually, she ran though a path in the woods, jogging nicely until she reached her usual stopping point by a spring. There she'd take a quick drink, and start to head back. As always today would be no different, because messing something up in her schedule may just give her a break down. Running gave her space to think, or to clear her head of pressing thoughts.
She leaned over her knee, her right foot up on her bed. She tied her laces of the shoe, then let her foot slide off the covers. She stood up straight and tall in front of a full length mirror. She wore her running shorts and tshirt. Her semi-old sneakers were still in pretty good shape, and her hair was pulled up into a pony tail, the tip just touching the back of her neck.
She left her room, closing the door lightly behind her. She gracefully made her way down the stairs, her hair lightly bouncing along with her. At the bottom she called for her Aunt, or anyone really, saying she was going on a run. No one responded that she heard, which she expected. She didn't give much time for an answer either, eager to leave. She slipped through the front door, shutting it behind her. There she stood outside of the house, stretching a bit before she began to jog down towards the trees.
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She was aware that there was a chance of rain, and she'd hoped she'd make him home before it would hit. It was around 7:40 when she'd felt a small drop of rain hit her cheek. She'd brushed it off, and decided she might want to pick up her pace. Though she thought she was making progress, it was pouring at 7:55. Drenched, soaked, tired, and somewhat breathless, she decided she should take some sort of shelter for the time being. She was blinded by darkness and water, but she could make out an overhang.
Once she'd entered, she pulled the tie out of her hair, and let her red locks fall. She was ringing the water out of her hair when she noticed she wasn't alone. From what she saw, he was male, taller than her, with dark hair. She started to say something, not knowing exactly what to say.
"Oh.. um. I didn't see you there.. I hope you don't mind I join you to take shelter.." she started and trailed off. He seemed deep in thought, and she felt a bit guilty for disrupting him. Just then a boom of thunder and a flash of lighting hit, making her jump a bit. Caught slightly off guard, she flinched, but luckily she wasn't very scared of storms, and it wouldn't be a huge problem.