Thunder to your Rain (YA)

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Note : Rain's thoughts do not reflect the author's personal feelings at all. She is just a character with her own thoughts and feelings about things. Some of her ideas might be offensive but that's just the thing about a character. It's hard not to make perfect characters but once you start adding layers to them you create their own distinct personalities. Rain has layers to her that I'm hoping don't look like they showed up out of the blue cause they've always been there.

Rain's POV

I got up just before the bell rang. Ms. Greene stared me down but I didn't care. The bell dismisses us. Not her. No matter what she thinks that is always what I'll believe.

Being on the first floor made the bell louder than it would be anywhere else. My poor ears. They didn't deserve that. Whoever thought it would be a good idea to leave the classroom door open your mom's a hoe.

My notebook, pencil case and folder were quickly shoved into my backpack. I didn't bother zipping it before leaving the classroom with not another word to Luke.

Gray would normally wait for me after the bell because I would be in a rush to put my things away. But today it seemed like she was jogging to catch up to me. For once.

"What are you so happy about?" She asks grinning as we walk side to side to Spanish class.

Happy doesn't even feel like the right word to describe what I'm feeling right now. I'm elated, no that's not even strong enough to convey the emotions running through me right now.

It's like everything that happened with Isaac, at lunch didn't even happen. The immense sadness I felt earlier feels like it's been washed away. The sudden wave of helplessness is gone.

I thought no one would ever reciprocate the feelings I had for them since it's never happened before. I felt like I would always have one-sided crushes. And over time I almost became content with my loneliness.

Freshman year was a time for lots of firsts. For Gray. But me, I sat on the sidelines and lived vicariously through her.

Through her late night phone calls.

Through her double texts.

Through her first date.

Through her first kiss. And her second kiss. And her third.

Through her first hoodie she received. Which she still has in fact. She's sworn to never return it to its owner. He was her first everything.

The very fact that all of those things could eventually happen for me has me in a state of euphoria. I didn't think it was possible to be this jubilant.

I didn't ever believe it would be possible for me to experience such bliss in a single interaction.

So, to answer her question I'm not happy. I'm more than that. I'm so much more than happy.

I, I, I'm fucking blithe.

It took me a moment to find the words that I could string together in a coherent sentence as a response to her question but, "Oh it's nothing," Is what I came up with.

Gray didn't look like she bought that answer even for a millisecond. At least I tried though.

"If it's nothing then why the fuck are you smiling so hard?" She asks poking my arm a few times.

"It's about Luke," I reply walking a bit quicker to class. Weaving through these students is normally not this hard.

"Oh, really what about him. What did he do this time? Did he fucking breathe again?" She asks sarcastically raising her eyebrows at me.