All I could remember is that I was running and it was hard to breath. I was late. The rain started to pour more harder the closer I got home. I started to slowly feel the clothes become more wet and soggy by the seconds. I had to low down at some times because I needed to catch my breath. I was holding my phone in my hand reading to cry. If someone was with me, they probably wouldn't even tell because of the rain. BING. "Your late." I stood there knowing when I got into my house my mom was going to be disappointed in me.
By the time I got home I was soaking wet and my tears stopped. I walk into the living room to see my mom putting the vacuum away and giving me a disappointed look. "Your late. I told you to be here by 6:30." I stayed silent and walked into my room and took my hoodie off because I was hot. I put on my pajamas and flopped myself on my bed. I cried until I fell asleep that night. It was like I was in a movie scene, but that was later on.
I woke up next morning to my alarm. I got up slowly and walked out of my room to grab something to eat. When I walked out into the living room about to go into the kitchen I saw my mom laying down on the couch sleeping so I stayed quiet as possible. After I ate I got ready to go to school and continue my usual. But once I got into my second class I saw HIM. He was so perfect but way out of my league. He probably wouldn't even notice me unless he knew I had a crush on him. So I try not to be involved with him so much. His name was Taylor. He was so cute. He had a mom style, brown hair, brown eyes, and really tall. But he never once looked at me. How do I get a guy to look at me?
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Rain Thoughts
Teen FictionA sad little story on how a girl is in her deepest time but a boy lightens her world. But will the boy be happy with an outcast? Or will she find someone else?
