Chapter 5 - Rain

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ZEE'S POV

As the electricity went off.

All the screams of the students were heard.

Even i was scared of the dark.

I panicked and held someone's arm.

In a death tight grip.

All the horror shows and movies I've watched came flashing in front of my eyes.

I just shut my eyes tightly and held that person's arm.

Soon, i felt a hand caressing my hand.

And then i bury my head into someone's hard chest as i felt a hand around my shoulder.

It was peaceful.

Soon, we heard the thunder.

Now my fear just got intensified istg.

As i move closer to the person.

Soon, i saw a flashlight flashing towards the class as someone enters.

It was our principal.

"Good evening students as yall can see today's weather is just going to get worse there are heavy stroms outside i need yall to get home safely please pack up your things and leave for your respective places thank you" he says and goes back.

Shit what about me?

I can't drive in this weather.

It's almost as if impossible.

All of them started packing their things as i moved away from the person and packed my own.

Soon, i take out my phone and turn on the flash.

Only to realise it was none other than him.

Oh shit.

Not again.

Soon, i run out of there and go stand outside.

I love rain.

I love rain so much.

I dont mind if it rains for over centuries.

I want rain to come every day and remind us that peace is still left in this world.

That our god is still showering us with his blessings.

That he loves us.

This rain is a form of love from him to us.

Well, other than that.

Rain is so romantic.

I blame bollywood again.

Not caring about the events to come.

Not caring about how I'm going home.

I run outside with my arms wide open.

Enjoying the rain.

Not caring about anyone.

As i was enjoying the rain while jumping and swirling around.

I hear some cute and sweet laughs.

As i take my hair at back of my ear and adjust it to get a clear view.

I see some kids running with a paper boat in their hand.

I walk towards them.

There were 2 girls and 2 boys.

They all seemed the same age except the little girl.

She had golden brown hair, hazel brown eyes, and the most beautiful smile.

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