Jane is a normal teenage girl. Yes, someone could say that for her sixteen years she is too fit, but she just loves sport very much. She`s even in school softball team, but now – during summer holidays – she just runs – every day 5 miles and on Saturday 10 miles.

And let`s be honest, she looks forward to these Saturday miles all the week. She wakes up early and make 3 miles to the Joe Moakley Park... where she slows down and waits for the unknown blonde girl that also comes for a morning run...

Yeah, Jane is gay, or maybe bi, she doesn't know, maybe it`s just a phase, but maybe not. Whatever, she is OK with it internally, but she doesn't feel the need to come out to anybody. Anyway, the only really gay thing she does is this Saturday run, discreetly about 150 feet behind the charming girl.

At least she hopes she is discreet, she managed to enjoy the view two last weeks... that`s why she is surprised when – this time – the girl suddenly turns around and change the direction... and while passing the brunette she checks – offended – Jane`s astonished expression.

'Oh, God, I`ve scared her!' Jane feels really bad, she did not want to worry the girl, maybe she should leave now and run back home... but then she starts to think: If the cutie makes 4 laps in the opposite direction, they`ll meet 8 times...

The first lap: Jane focuses to not to look like a serial killer and steals a glance at Maura who pretends not to see her.

The second lap: Jane dares to steal a glance at Maura who finally ceases to look offended.

The third lap: Jane tries to remember all details of the other girl – her light yellow top, nice body, dark blue shorts and matching shoes... and expensive sport digital watch. This time Maura returns the smile.

The forth lap: Jane knows it`s the last one, thus once she is passing the nice girl she makes her best smile and finally speaks: "So, see you next week?"

And Maura nods, timidly smiling.

Jane manages to even turn around and wish her a nice week and – all blushed – increases the speed and runs away.

Jane was so in love all the week, all she could do was thinking about the lovely stranger. Luckily it was holiday, thus this calf love had no impact on her school grades...

She was on pins and needles all the Friday evening, the only thing she managed was to hide herself in her room and stare at the ceiling. And of course she waked up very early on Saturday.

But finally here we go, it`s 7:50 AM and Jane just beats her personal best on 3 miles. She`s here early, her heart beats fiercely – partially because of the exaggerated pace, but mostly because of – yeah – Maura.

Jane makes some stretching at the crossroads from where the blonde girl usually arrives... and she really shows up soon, naturally very chic in her jogging suit...

"So which direction is better?" Jane tries to enter into conversation and joins her.

Maura smiles, she was wondering if this brunette would try to make some contact this time. "This one. The steep rise at the north side was not really pleasant last week."

"I see. Uh, I`m Jane, by the way. I`m sorry if I scared you last time, I, uh, I just thought that it`s safer when girls run together, you know?" Jane was content with herself for finding this excuse.

"You are right, nevertheless, statistically, the higher risk of attack for female jogger is at the evening. It seems that psychopaths prefer waiting for the dark and not to wake up early."

"Yeah." It`s the only reaction Jane is capable of.

Then Maura suddenly slows down and looks as Jane: "I`m sorry, nice to meet you, Jane, my name is Maura."

"Nice to meet you too, Maura." Jane is taken aback by Maura`s manners, she doesn't know what she was expecting, but Maura`s cuteness reached now a very new level.

"You have very good running style, are you in some athletic team?"

"No, but I`m in school softball team and you?"

"There are not sport teams in my school, no."

"Oh, which school doesn't have sport teams?" Jane doesn't understand.

"Maison Marie Curie, it`s boarding school near to Bergerac, in France."

"OK, now you have definitely got me, you go to the school in France?" Jane gets even more confused...

"Yes, I do. And where do you go?"

"J. F. Kennedy, here in Boston, in US." She almost feels ashamed, it`s very ordinary public school. "So you are here for holidays?"

"Yes, but just for July. In August we – my parents and me – are going to Greece."

This new information scared Jane: "Oh, it means I won't see you anymore? That`s a shame."

"If you`d like to be my friend, you could be my pen friend." The blonde tries to propose hesitantly.

"Oh, I always wanted a pen friend, but my English teacher would warn you, my 'written is not very pleasant to read'." Jane imitates the voice of her teacher.

Maura smiles, happy to see that there is somebody who wants to be her friend: "I think that teenage correspondence does not require any specific stylistic skills. Yes, we could speak about teenage slang, but - what?" She looks at Jane who tries not to laugh too hard.

"Nothing, you are just cute. And what do you do this week? Couldn't we meet once again before you leave?"

"This would be nice. What do you like - except running? I wanted to visit the Museum of Science, maybe we could go there together...?"

Jane is just amazed, she would bet that none of her classmates visits any museum during the holidays. "Cool, what a happy coincidence, I planned to go there too." She grins knowing Maura will not see her irony. "Tomorrow, 2 PM, the main entry?"

Maura nods: "Agreed."