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I'd never been very athletic, but yesterday I found a new appreciation for gym class. I hate running, but every Wednesday we have to run for 20 minutes, and to get an A on the run we have to run at least 10 laps. Ten laps my ass. I was feeling particularly lazy last Wednesday and decided to skip gym. Unfortunately, I had to make up the run one Tuesday after school, so after class I went down to the locker rooms and dressed down in my black running pants and a grey sweat shirt. I stopped in front of the mirror to fix my hair into a ponytail. After fixing my hair I paused for a second to look myself over. My soft brown hair came down to a little bit past my shoulders when it was up in a ponytail. When it was down, the natural gold highlights caught the sunlight, and it would usually curl around my face and fall across my shoulders in a flattering way. My eyes were my favorite features. They were a piercing blue color that often times complete strangers would compliment me on. My body was alright because I wasn't too skinny and I wasn't too heavy. I was about average, and I had curve, unlike some of the sticks at my school. I wasn't particularly gorgeous, but I was considered pretty by a good amount of people, and I'd turned a few heads before. I sighed and glanced around the locker room, where I spent the beginning of gym class every day, changing into my gym clothes and secretly lusting after the other half-naked girls. Today I'd spend part of my birthday here. I had turned 18 today. Slowly, I made my way out to the track. I sat at the edge and did a few stretches until my teacher, Mr. Maxwell, came out. "Hey Emily. You the only one making up a run today?" I nodded and stood up. "Well, get going. Start ...

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