I Wish I Was the Rain

By Lemony AppleDon't you wish that you could live outside the insane

Don't you ever wish for a free reign

'Cause it can fall as hard as it wants to

Gingerly drip down a lover's face

Cry for hours and weeks on end

And never feel a bit out of place

And it can feed a field, put out a fire

And never feel the pain

I wish I were the rain

Shedaisy
(Please don't sue me and/or shut down my account. I LOVE YOU, FF Net!)

Chapter 1


I, Emma Nelson, am Twenty-seven years old. Even though I am finished with College, High School, Middle School, Elementary School, and Preschool, I still have the tendency to act like a little school girl.

I still believed in true love, and love at first sight. I still watched Spongebob Squarepants and My So-Called Life. I relished in romance books, and in a blue moon, I watched Sex in the City.

I believed myself incorrigible, and maybe that's why I didn't fair to well with the male population.

"Ms Nelson," Stephanie, my secretary, said nervously. I looked up. "Sorry to disturb you... but there is a phone call for you. Oh, and Mr. Alband wanted you to go check out the band and their manager he talked about from yesterday. He said you'd remember."

I nodded. I didn't want to go talk to the band. EmaginE was one of the hottest bands ever... and I had absolutely no desire to talk to them. I really wanted to get 'The Ways to Stop the Ozone from Depleting Entirely' for the next issue of The Daily Voice, our newspaper.

"Okay, thanks Steph." She left quickly, and I picked up the phone. "Emma Nelson speaking."

"Hey, Emma!" A happy male voice said. Who was this? I paused for a second. Then it hit me...

"Craig!"

"Yeah, it's me! When I heard you were at the Daily Voice, we booked the interview with you."

He couldn't be...

"You don't work for EmaginE, do you?"

"Well, I'm not their roadie... I represent them, I'm their manager."

Woah, I didn't expect Craig Manning to be the Manager of EmaginE. I leaned on my arms, and switched the phone from my left hand to my right, twisting the cord around my finger. "Craig Manning, Manager. I like that. So... since I've been assigned to do the interview for EmaginE, I guess I'd be interviewing you, right? What time and what place would be fine with you?"

"How about... Degrassi Street? Seven O' Clock? We can grab a bite to eat."

"Sure," I said, grabbing my palm pilot and jotting it down. "Degrassi Street, huh? Strolling down Memory Lane, eh, Craig?"

"Yes, yes I am. See you at Seven then."

"See you." I hung up after I heard him click the phone down on the receiver on his end, then I stuck my head out of my office. "Stephanie!"

It startled her. She jumped up a mile off of her swirly computer chair. "Y- yes?"

"Cancel my appointments after Five Thirty."

"Uh...okay." She said, nervously.

I nodded, smiled, and then slammed the door. A photo of Manny and myself in Niagara Falls fell, and the glass shattered.

I picked up one of the big pieces, and it cut my finger. Blood dripped on to the shard. Crap. Seven years bad luck. I stuck my finger in my mouth, throwing the piece of glass into the trash.

I checked my hair one more time, in the hubcaps of one of the cars parked on the red curb, and leaning against the Degrassi Street sign.

"Hey, Emma." I turned around. It was Craig. He was much taller, but he still had his curly, curly hair... and the goofy smile... and the usual camera around his neck... and... Oh God! What was I doing!

"Hey Craig," I said, shyly.

"Want to get some Italian?"

"Love to. I know a little place around the corner..."

End of Chapter One.

Authors Note:

I just LOVE Craig... That's all I have to say.

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And all those chapters!

I'm read the bit

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And all those reviews!

If you review,

Lemony'll give you stuff

Like marshmallows

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