Perennial Rain

Stranger in the Rain

Tori

I woke up to the sound of my alarm.
I popped one eye open to see it show 7:00 am. I got up grudgingly and walked towards the window.
It was dark and gloomy even in the morning. Heh. But I always loved the cloudy atmosphere. This place rarely saw the sunlight. And I liked it that way. Call me a morbid person.
Oh well, time for school.

Now school was a place I wasn't particularly fond of, you'd think who is?
But there were some who walked with ridiculously wide smiles, cheering away like they're having the time of their lives in a place like this.
Now now, I wasn't bitter towards their happiness. But I always wondered how much of everything they show is real?
And why would people fake their emotions?
Were they lucky enough to be born without flaws? Or did they survive without tragedies to taint their existence?
I shook my head and proceeded towards my first class, Biology. These thoughts can wait for tonight. I had to focus.

It was the same in class. Wide smiles, lingering laughs and loud conversation.
I could barely stand it. I knew I wouldn't fit in. I wasn't some abnormal dork or really horrid looking I think, I looked normal, with boring dark eyes and brown hair streaked with red.
But I never ever could manage to function as normal as I looked.

I took my seat, in the middle of the class. Just my luck. Since I didn't fit in with the nerds out in front. Nor the troublemakers at the back.

Where did I really fit in? I thought again.

I plugged in my earphones to avoid conversation when someone walked up to me and just stood there with their arms crossed.
I almost expected the typical "You're sitting in my place" comment and proceeded to move away to avoid conflict.
But no, things aren't that simple are they?
"What do you think you're doing? Walking away like a snob huh? " he growled.
I didn't understand, what had I done? Didn't I just give him his seat?
The ordeal ended with me having a throbbing pain in my arm and him being sent out of class by the teacher who chose to enter the class at the moment he raised his fist.

Humans.

The day passed in a blur, with little conversation with anyone.
No, I wasn't a loner, but I didn't particularly like efforts. Towards anything.
And efforts are necessary for bonds. Or so they say.
I hated a lot of human traits anyway.

It was raining when I left school to walk home. Perfectly synonymous to the emotions I had after the day at school. I closed my eyes and relaxed under the rain. And then I heard a voice.
"You'll catch a cold in this rain."

I turned to look at the person. And just stared. No I wasn't creepy or dumb, but he told me I'd catch a cold while he himself was drenched. I looked at him skeptically.

"Uhh, doesn't that apply to you too?

I saw a faint shade of pink tint his cheeks. And he laughed.
And I mean really laughed. His laugh wasn't like the one's I heard from the rest. It seemed, so genuine. So pure.
I almost smiled back. Almost.

Ah I'm getting ahead of myself. I shook my head and turned back to continue walking. And kept walking even with his voice calling me to wait.

'Bonds are dangerous'

I didn't get his name.
I don't even remember his face I think.

But that night instead of the terrifying thoughts of being an odd sore thumb.
His laughter lingered in my mind.

AN
I know it's a little dragged out but uhh it's the beginning and my first book.
AND I know it doesn't always rain in seattle. But I'm using it for this story.
After all, it's fiction :p