[i]'Remember Patrick, in order to use your Chi to its full potential you must be at harmony with yourself at all times. You can achieve this by daily meditiation.'[/i] The words of his first official master drifted lazily through Patrick's mind as he sat in a cross legged position with his eyes closed and hands on his knees. Every morning started this way, three hours of meditation, just as his master had instructed him. His eyes opened as his second alarm clock went off, indicating that it was time to begin moving on to the next step of his morning regiment. As he rose from his seated position he removed his T-Shirt in a single fluid motion, allowing his incredibly honed teenaged body to be exposed. Moving to the window he parted his curtains with haste to let in the sunlight, the sight of which brought a smile to his face. He had never stayed in one place for very long in his youth, but he had always spent his summers in this home. He glanced over at Grace's window but figured she was already starting her own morning routine when he didn't see her. 

Moving back to the center of his rather spacious room he stretched his arms to their limits above his head while at the same time rolling his neck slowly from one side to the other. Inhaling deeply through his nose, he slowly began to lower his arms before moving through the first few forms of his preferred martial style. The exercise is designed to not only stretch all of his muscles in prepartion for the day, but also improve his muscle memory. While he is highly skilled in this particular fighting style he still has a long way to go before he can be considered a master of it, which is why he has been using it's kata's for his morning routine. After he had completed up to the advanced forms he dropped into a more relaxed state to give his muscles a moment to rest. With the recovery period finished he kneeled down and placed his palms on the floor. Without hesitation he altered his position and began doing push-ups. 

Finishing with his push-ups he quite literally jumped back to his feet before once more settling into a relaxed stance. With his chosen exercised completed he made his way to the bathroom that connected to his room. Setting the shower up the way he liked, he looked at himself in the mirror for a bit to let the water heat up. Flashing a brief smile at his reflection he hopped into the shower. 15 minutes later he was drying himself off and putting on a different T-Shirt, this one a plain white color, and a pair of jeans. With his fingers running through his hair he entered his room again and glanced briefly at one of his clocks. Realizing that he still had an hour before school would start he signed a bit before heading downstairs.

Patrick didn't bother checking for his father as he was never home until later in the evening, and even then he would often leave shortly after. Instead he grabbed a protein bar and headed out the door, knowing that he would be eating at the school later on anyway. Taking a couple of bites out of the bar he covered the short distance between his home and Grace's. While many would knock before entering a friends house, he and Grace had spent a lot of time together during his summers so he just walked right in. Without so much as a word he waltzed into her living room and plopped down next to her, just as he finished the bar. He focused on the TV for a couple of minutes before abruptly standing back up. "Alright this is boring Grace! Lets go for a walk instead! I know we still have time before school, but we can take our time. I will be waiting!" Without giving her time to reply he made his way out of her house to await her outside.