A Field of Sweet Nothings

Rain Lillies

It's pouring and the sky is all gloomy and depressing. The perfect weather. The car is currently moving considerably slow, probably cause they misread the gps or something (I honestly don't know how my parents can even achieve that). I already slept through most of the ride and I would sleep more if it was up to me but I know my parents would bring this up over and over again later on so I better not.

"Omg we're here, look we are passing through the neighbourhood now!",

"Oh really?? I thought we were still in london" I roll my eyes at the stupid comment my sister just made.
She starts saying random crap to argue back and start a fight with me but I put my headphones back on and look outside the car window.

"What's that Coco? I can't hear ya", I say (slightly loud cause of the headphones I'm wearing) clearly emphasizing the fact that I'm ignoring her.
She eventually gives up and goes back to doing her own thing.

I press on sweater weather and lean my head against the windowsill, the song fills my thoughts up and eases my previously tensed muscles. From a distance there seems to be a person jogging on the side walk, as they get closer I can now tell that they're a girl and she seems to be covering herself from the harsh pouring rain by holding a bag on top of her head.
Time seems to stop as she now jogs past my window, I can properly see her features now and she is...she is...beautiful. It's hard to describe how beautiful she is cause well. She's out of this world.

She flashes a smile at me as she jogs by but I'm too stunned to even react (I know I'll regret that later on).
She has light brown curly hair that just almost reaches her waist and she seems to be slightly short from a distance, she also has light mixed skin and soft facial features. Her eyes are very dark and her lips are slightly glossy.

She looked so serene in the rain. Her beautiful curly hair was wet but not soaked due to the bag. Her cheeks were stained with rain drops and her eye lashes glittered. I was mostly paying attention to her face but I remember her wet light blue sweater and the cute white skirt she wore.

"We're here!", My mom points out snapping me out of my train of thoughts.
God I'm such a creep. I literally spent I don't know how long thinking about this random ass girl I literally just glanced at.

 I should focus on the fact I literally just moved from a whole ass different continent. Not that I give a flying fuck but I should at least acknowledge it.

This is it. My new beginning. I can't think of a more cliche thing to say.