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Chapter One: The Ways Of Rain

RAINS POV

My name is Rain Smith. I know what your all thinking. Who in their right mind would name a kid Rain? But its a long story. and if you're going to hear it then grab seat folk's, because it's a long one.

It all started when my mother met my father. My real one mind you, not the crazy, abusive, alcoholic drunk I live with now.

My mother was a simple woman, her name was Ruby Ann Smith. Raised in the glorious city of New York. She came from a small family, of whom she almost never sees, for they live in a small quiet town in Iowa

When she was a senior in high school, her mother, Rachel Smith passed away from a heart attack while driving. In the passenger seat was her husband, Sean Smith. The car veered off the road, hitting another car before slamming into a light pole. Ruby's father died of his injuries a day later. left with no one except her grief she fled to Iowa where her former living relatives resign. When she told them about what happened, they refused to take the young girl in.

Why do you ask?

Because they believe she was a curse. After Ruby was born, the family had gone through tragedy after tragedy. From deaths to family and friends all the way to winning the lottery only to get it stolen out of their own home. Her mothers own family pressured her family to leave town, and they didn't stop until they did. Ruby knew none of this, of course, her parents had kept her in the dark.

All alone, she returned to New York to finish her last year in schooling. After that, she got a job at a local diner and got an apartment. Now I know that you're probably getting bored with this history lesson, but I promise you, it'll get interesting soon enough.

Four years pass and my mother is doing the same thing that she had done the day before. And the day before. And the day before that. That is until she met him. My father. She never really talked about him much, but whenever I asked, she would get this dreamy/sad look in her eyes as she told me about him.

See, I gained my looks from my mother, light auburn hair, fair skin that never tanned, freckles that lined my cheeks and noes. But I got my character from my father. I'm I incredibly shy and quiet. My mother used to call me a ghost because of how quiet I was all the time. I also have serious trust issues. It takes me weeks to even start trusting someone a little bit. My father had all these traits. And I inherited them.

My dad was a mysterious man. He kept to himself. But my mother was the exact opposite. She was funny, optimistic and happy all the time. so I guess you could say she was a ray of sun to his dark world, and opposites attract right?

Anyway, we're getting off track. my father came into my mother's store at closing time. So no one was there but her, he ordered a cup of coffee and sat down in a booth, looking at his cup but not drinking it. He looked solemn, his dark eyes empty of any emotion. My mother felt bad for this man, he looked so lonely. So she quickly finished cleaning and poured herself a cup, seating herself across from him.

He looked up with mild interest and curiosity. She introduced herself and he did the same. They hit it off quickly. both become friends, eventually, they started dating and one thing led to another and boom! My mother was pregnant with me. I don't know about much that happened after that, heck my mother wouldn't even tell me his name, but after he found out about her being pregnant, he left. He simply left. And he never came back. My mother was crushed. But she never hated my father, if anything she was still in love with him if not more.

Then I was born. My mother was having a hard time deciding on a name when she realized something. When I was born, it was raining. When she met my father it was raining. When her parents died it was raining. When my father left it was raining. Anytime something huge happened in her life, something that would change it forever, it was raining. So she named me Rain because she believed that rain was a sign that something big was going to happen...

FIN

Yay! the first chapter is done! now, I know that all of this was about the background stuff but don't worry, it'll get very very interesting. very soon. :)