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Wake up, take a shower, take a walk, train.
Ari sat on the edge of her cozy green bed, trying to blink herself awake. Her arms were stretched up, her mouth in a huge yawn. Let the water wake me, Ari thought, standing up. Her waist barely stood higher than the bed. Ari was so short for her age of fourteen, and way too shy and skinny.
Ari knelt down to the stand next to her bed, which contained three drawers, where Ari kept her clothes. The top drawer was for her undergarments, socks, and pajamas, where she took black socks and a pair of undergarments. The drawer under that held her shirts, where Ari took a dark red t-shirt. Jeans were contained in the last drawer, where Ari took black jeans.
Standing up, Ari looked around her room. On the other side of her bed is a wall, on the wall next to her stand is the door to the bathroom, and the wall next to her bed holds her closet. Opposite of the bed is the door leading to the rest of the house. Also, next to her closet door is a big window, and on her stand is a book she is reading and a lamp. The deep, dark red adds a nice touch to the room, too.
Ari walked out in the hallway, grabbed a towel from their towel closet, and went to take a shower.
After drying off and brushing her fiery orange hair with it's natural highlights, Ari dressed in her clothes. She hopped down their stairs and put on her black running shoes.
All was going according to plan, until along the walk, Ari felt a light tap on her shoe. Looking down, Ari saw a basket full of apples roll away, apples spewing out and rolling away.
"Oh," Ari whispered, surprised. She chased the basket down and grabbed the half-bruised apples that were rolling everywhere. Then, walking back to where she kicked the basket, Ari saw a woman looking for something. Holding up the basket, Ari asked, "Is this what your looking for?" She wasn't too inclined to tell the woman that she had kicked the basket, but she would if needed.
A soft breeze rolled by, making Ari's straight orange hair fly to the left. One looking at her may think that she was perfect.. except for that the fact that barely anyone knows her. With her shyness, no one notices her enough to the point of getting to know her, except for her family. Ari was actually a little worried that the woman didn't hear her.
The sun beat down on District Two, making Ari glad she wore one of her thin shirts. Nothing seemed to have much shadow, even though it was a little past the morning. The sun had been shining for a little bit, yes, but not enough so that it was so hot that it seemed like the high temperature for the day. It was just way too hot...
Ari blinked and turned her attention back to the woman.