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Luke Imagine:

As I ran to find some form of shelter desperately dodging people just to avoid getting more wet than I already was, the rain continued to hammer down onto us coating the streets in puddles and damp shoes. I stopped temporarily underneath a shop, looking around for the nearest bus stop so I could get home in peace, rather than be stuck in town and risk catching a cold. Whilst I glanced around I saw lots of people, some of girls my age and younger with paper bags that had turned dark and were already ripping, some clung these bags filled with clean clothes to their chests whilst others stuffed them into other bags they had, if they were lucky. Others did not seem to care about the rain, how harsh it came down and continued to relentlessly, they simply walked on as if they had no care in the world. Whereas I liked the rain. I've always enjoyed the rainy weather, as I find the rain peaceful when you're indoors, looking out and knowing you are secure indoors where you won't get wet. You can have yourself a drink of tea or coffee or even a cold drink, as you can be warm indoors doing whatever you want to. Yet now I'm not liking the rain so much, peeping out of my shelter I see the clouds growing and turning darker than they already were, in the distance I hear a grumble of thunder.

"Okay, no way I'm staying for that." I thought aloud, not wanting to be caught in a thunder storm as I could not think of something more terrifying for me at this moment in time.

Ever since I was little I hated thunder storms, the dark days where the clouds covered any light signifying how gloomy and scary the time ahead would be, how violently the rain lashed against the Windows as if it wanted to break through and invade our space. Then the Lightning would come, the bright flashes of light that would follow the thunder, how we would turn everything off just to be safe.

I vividly remember as a child being at school during a lightning storm, we had been experiencing floods all over the place and I had to get out of school and run to my mothers car except as I opened the door to leave I saw it, a flash of lightning not too far off and it was enough to scare me since.

Letting out a sigh I turn around, pulling my thin jacket up to try and cover my head, not that it would be any use as I quickly walked to the nearest bus stop that was in sight. Splashing through puddles and feeling my ankles being soaked I groaned but none the less continued. As I got underneath I let out a sigh of relief, seeing the bus would be 20 minutes away.

"Looks like someone should've brought an umbrella." I turned around to see a blonde guy in a hoodie with his head down, the blonde mess only peeping through.

I scoffed and ignored them, looking to my jacket to see the patches where I had been soaked and the parts that remained dry. Leaning against the bus shelter the sound of the rain hitting the plastic seemed relaxing and I began to think about home, about having something hot to eat or drink, settle down and watch a film and not worry or stress for an afternoon.

"Ur miss?" I turned my head to see the hoodie had moved closer and now I could get a better look at him. His blonde hair stuck to his forehead and he had these piercing blue eyes which contrasted against the dull sky of this afternoon. Stubble formed around his jaw and he had a nervous smile across his face. "Sorry if you thought I was being rude, I was just joking." He shifted his feet about and kept his hands in his pocket.

"It's nothing to worry about really, it's a joke that's all." I said through shivers, really feeling the cold seeping through my jacket and onto my skin. "Just really wish the bus would hurry up." My teeth now began to chatter together and my shivers became more obvious as I wrapped my arms around myself, regretting not buying that thick jumper beforehand.

"Are you cold?" He asked moving closer, I simply nodded trying to focus on something warm in attempt to heat myself up again. "Here." Glancing down I saw he held a second hoodie that matched his own, I shook my head.