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Post by CLARA ISABEL JONES on Jul 18, 2013 14:09:48 GMT -5
Clara touched a hand to her long hair as she thought. She ran her fingers through the ends before pulling it up into a messy ponytail, then moved to undo her the tie on her sarong. Slipping her feet out of her flip-flops, she dipped a toe gingerly into the water of the pool. She inhaled sharply as the cool water touched her toe.
Then quickly jumped in, not allowing any time for her to back out. "Bloo--" she started too curse, as the cool water made contact with her bikini clad body. She stayed still, waiting for her body temperature to get used to the water around her.
"Alright" she said to herself. "5 laps to begin with I think", it wasn't often that Clary wasn't heard talking to herself, she just enjoyed talking. It was probably why she loved being a TV show host so much. She started off doing breast stroke, out round and in, she thought to herself, then ducked her head under the water and repeated the process.
Soon enough she was at the other end, and she turned around, flipping her body in the water, and started to return to the first end. Clara, wasn't an incredibly strong swimmer, and it was proven as she began to pant and slow in her strokes. Stopping, she put a hand to her stomach, trying to ease the stitch. She felt a little disappointed by her lack of strength, but that was why she was going to the pool, to try and gain a little more strength.
Clara pulled herself to the edge and walked over to where her towel was kept. Using it to rub the water from her eyes. She smiled as someone walked into the pool room. "Hello" she greeted, wondering for a moment if she would be recognised.
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