Love rain

Chapter 1

"On the fifth day, which was a Sunday, it rained very hard. I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere,which is like silence but not empty."-~Mark Haddon

10th November 2010
14 years old

Before A week ,We were having breakfast in the morning, Amon was sipping the orange juice and making weird faces at me. Dad cooks fairly well ,so I am munching my pancakes mentally thinking whether one can daydream at night and making weird faces back at him. "ha take that you dumbo" , I silently mouth to him. Just when he starts to reply,

"we are going to portland", dad speaks out suddenly.

"Oh! why are we going and when will we be coming back?" , I say still pondering over my question and amon mouths"you are dumbo,not me". God..he is so childish.

" I said, we are shifting to portland", dad says a bit louder.

"whaattt....Dad, why are we moving all the way to portland?" I literally scream at him. I am perfectly fine with my life as it is ..no thankyou, i don't want to change it.

Actually I really am content, I am a very friendly person , I have my group of friends, I get pretty good grades and I had just broken up with my boyfriend due to him moving to France. It wasn't that emotional, I just felt never felt the spark. I didn't even think about our future babies or the grand wedding . We had same chemistry class. I thought he was cute and he asked me out , just like that we were dating.
I deeply believe in love. I am waiting for that sparks-inducing, heart-wrenching , swoon-worthy love story.. you know the kind that gives you shivers by just thinking about it, the one which poems and stories are written on. I want love like the one my parents had.

" And also Because my new project is going to be huge and i think it's a good investment for my career..", my dad continues his reasons.

"what about my school, my friends huh? how can you be sooo cruel? I'll miss them very much..please, let's not move...please dad, you are not even here half the time what difference does it make?" I try playing the guilty card, so not working.

" I am sorry,mae ,we are moving, that's all", he left for work.

Amon just stares at dad , not saying anything. Then he looks at me and says, "I don't like rain,,!! Ugh out of all places, Portland?? It's all because of you". He hates rain as much as I love it.

" No, it's not "

As if dad cares about all those stuff. By chance I get murdered by a convict, I bet he'll know  only after a week. I know he loves both of us but he won't get the greatest dad award  ever.

I have said my farewell to friends and foes.We have moved from phoenix to portland. Both are pretty far away from each other. It's an understatement to say I am not too happy about it. The only saving grace is that it rains almost everyday in portland. It's drizzling outside the van, so my mood is fairly better.

I am sitting in the window seat of the brand new jeep, after victoriusly emerging from the war with my brother.My brother amon is sitting at the back,fast asleep. After all, we made a freaking four hour long drive on road.
My dad is as usual in his own world, probably fantasizing about finishing his drafting before christmas. He is an architect and I guess that explains his quirky moods, insomnia and zoning out. I swear, i'll rather go parade butt naked than be an architect.

He said he bought this jeep as soon as he saw it," love at first sight" quoting his words. Apparently his uncle owned the same model of jeep and never let him drive. It is a pretty cool vehicle, no wonder it is his dream car.

My mother embraced life. She was a beautiful woman, my mother. She radiated joy and happiness, one of those who lights up an entire room, yeah that was her. She shines brightly in my memories. It's strange but I don't remember my mom ever scolding me. She was very kind and sweet.

My mother majored in English. She used to buy books almost everyday.She used to wear reading glasses with those quaint looking neck cords. While other houses used basement as storage, my mother set up a library. It is epic and she owns more than a thousand books. I think loving books is genetic, cause that library was my sanctuary, still is.

My father was also similar to my mother. Back then, he had a sunny personality, I love the way his eyes crinkle when he smiles at even my lamest attempts of jokes, and my yearly birthday wish was to get dimples like the one's my father had.

You know love were they can't take their eyes of each other, sparks fly when they merely touch and all that.. that was their love. He had met her in a library, he swears it was love at first sight. She didn't like him at first, but he kept on following her and eventually she fell in love with him. It sounds cliché but it sounds quite dreamy..-sigh-

The other day, I was reading 'Endymion'by John Keats. Beauty is a joy forever and it never fades and becomes lovely over time. Maybe,life's best memories are like that too.

I remember my seventh birthday. The early morning rays of sun, sound of mom's laughter, dad cradling my brother, my very first birthday party. My mother felt that birthday parties were extravagant and wanton. But my father was very eager to celebrate it, maybe more eager than me, now that I think about it. My favourite flavour was strawberry. I remember the strawberry cake which looked so tasty..

That day I remember the feeling of joy , I got lots of gifts and wishes and was treated as a princess. It was raining heavily that day in Arizona and that was the last time I ever saw my mother.

Now that I recount those years, change was everywhere, my body was changing, my surrounding world was changing, to be honest I was too overwhelmed.. To even think about anything..

(Theses are my present self's thoughts on my past self.)

so how is my first chapter??? This is mae when she was in sixth grade(just clarifying!! ). I didn't know how much i should write? should i write more for a chapter or is this adequate?

Ashley , will come soon to enter your minds and capture your heart!!!

I read the ' Empire of storms' by Sarah.J.Mass recently..I have been waiting for that book for like forever. It's such a great book..who else think so?? Those who haven't yet read the series please go and start ..It has come to five books..