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"How was church mom?" Nate asked his mother planting a smile on his face, his mother placed the cup of tea on the table and looked outside on the window smiling and turned to face Nate with a weak smile on her face, "it, surely relieved my spirit especially the prayer" she told him.

"But I felt like Lydia is strange" Nate started,
"She heard my prayer on Friday, she caught me praying." She said with a sigh and looked at her cup of tea, "And this rain is a sign of bad luck it's been raining for more than two days now something is definitely not right" her mother said looking outside the window and slowly sighed looking down at her cup, " what am i going to do? she doesn't want to eat she's hungry since Friday I don't know what I can do to change her" her mother added

"She can't be changed she's like that forever" Nate said comforting his mother, "its okay its nobody's fault don't blame yourself. Nate said

"Done talking about me?" Lydia asked from behind shocking Nate, while her mother just took her cup and sipped on her tea.

Lydia then went upstairs and sat on her chair. She opened her homework book and wrote her homework until late and she felt sleepy, and went to the bathroom to take a night shower. And came out and wore her night clothes and got into bed and slept.

Monday morning it was 6:00am and Lydia looked outside the window in her clothes ready for school, there was a black umbrella by the side of her bed, she stared at the water that seemed to be refusing to stop falling from the sky, it's been raining for 4 days now.

"Bad luck! Bad luck! This rain is really going to make cry it's been four days and it's still raining," the girl said and throwing a rock outside the classroom window. And turned to Lydia who was reading a book. "Is that a romance book?" The girl asked Lydia and standing  and moving towards her, "unfortunately we are the only people left here and maybe my parents aren't going to fetch me earlier today" she told Lydia  and looked at Lydia's book. "An Ancient book?" She asked Lydia. "It's a book and a book is a book, I read because it's a book." Lydia told her. "The girl then looked beside Lydia's feet. "You have an umbrella? You didnt say Lydia" she told Lydia. "You didnt ask." Lydia said. The girl then took Lydia's books and putted the in Lydia's bag before she could speak. And took Lydia's umbrella, and pulled Lydia by her hand and ran across the hall "let's go" she told Lydia.

Lydia's mother hesitated to call Lydia to come down but she ended up calling her, "Lydia don't be late" she said and Lydia came down holding her umbrella. And she looked at her, and went for the door "what about-"  Lydia slammed the door shut before her mother could finish her sentence, "breakfast" she finally finished her sentence and sighed.

Lydia stood by the door and watched the bus slowly arriving and stopping by the road, Zack wasn't around or anywhere around. Lydia then walked towards the road, her umbrella opened and got inside the bus, she paid attention to no one and sat in her seat quietly and looked outside the window.

When the bus stopped. Lydia waited for everyone to get off it then she got off after everyone was off, she stood outside the bus's door and when it closed she turned her head to watch it close, and looked at the building as she opened her umbrella and the bus leaving, it was her first day, it looked all new to her, the bus, the building and atmosphere, it all sounded and looked new.

Lydia then walked for the intrance as the siren ringed a car parked behind Lydia in Speed, she turned around seeing Zack getting off a black Porsch and he had the same umbrella he had on Friday, he then walked to the intrance and Lydia followed him from behind.

Lydia's placed her umbrella by the intrance and started waking in the hallway, she heard the rain stop raining all of the sudden. She ignored it and walked to her class and saw everyone on their feet, everyone was doing weird faces which appeared odd to Lydia.

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