Hey Guys!
Please forgive me I have been really, really busy, over the past few weeks!
So I'm making an effort on my holidays, and rewritting my stories only this time they are going to be better!!
and.. Better!!!!!!
So please forgive me, and without further ado, I present you with the remake of When It Rains!
Prologue
(yes it is short, sorry, but its a prologue!)
Unknown POV
Have you ever felt different from other people? Like you didn't really belong? Not in the general term of "cliques" and all that business.
What I mean is, you belong, on the surface... but underneath is a completely different matter. You're so different and it's so obvious to you once realised. Like an alien almost, trying to blend in, but failing miserably. That's kind of how I felt when I was younger. All my life in this rainy town of Forks, which is so small that probably in the next few decades, if no one moved here would be a town of incest, (okay big exaggeration, taken back on my part) (NO OFFENCE MEANT, my avid readers, just a figure of speech ^_^) I've never really fit in, I've never really meshed with other people, and I had no idea why. I guess people just thought I was silent, bashful and fragile, when I really wasn't. All I wanted to do was leap on table in front of every one and show them, that I wasn't fragile or bashful or silent either, but loud and dramatic and a person so full of expression that it hurt. But I couldn't, do that, I couldn't show them, because something was holding me back, and I didn't know what, it was like a piece of me was missing and I couldn't find it, no matter how hard I tried.
So why am I telling you this all of a sudden? You must be thinking:
Does this have a point? Will this ever be going somewhere?
Well then I'll tell you, yes it has a point and yes it will be going somewhere, you just have to be patient. Because I had to, I had to be patient to find out who I really am, and where I really belonged.
I realised why I was different, when I was fifteen, I remember as if it were yesterday, I can almost hold that exact same glass that I held that day, 2 years ago….
Flashback
"Sweetie can you get me some water?" A shrill voice called me, alerting me from my day dream.
I winced at the term "Sweetie" used by the, oh so delightfully posh Mrs Mallory, who just moved in across from us that day and had to invite herself over to my house to introduce her self and her two so very nice posh two children Daniel and Lauren, who in fact weren't very nice, and I planned to keep at least a fifty metre distance away from them. Her husband was away on business, and we would see him next week, we were all sitting in the living just staring at each other, smiling until our cheeks hurt, well thats what I felt anyway.
I nodded and stole away to the kitchen in the next room, grateful to be away.
Once in the kitchen, I filled up a glass of water and began to walk to the living room were my parents, Mrs Mallory and her delightfully posh children were, when I slipped and dropped the glass. In a split second as the glass was falling and my eyes were widening in horror, my hand made seemed to stop the glass in mid flight, with out actually touching it. I righted myself fascinated by what I had done. I wasn't holding the glass, there was nothing under the glass to stop it's fall. But somehow I'd stopped it. I reached out for the glass and brought it down, I was even more astonished to see that the water that was supposed to be inside the glass was infact not but was in mid-flight and had kept the same shape as the glass even though it wasn't in the glass any more. I heard footsteps and acted quickly, putting the water back in the cup, and walked out of the kitchen, where the Lauren girl was.
"Oh, we were wondering why you were taking so long, your parents thought that you were daydreaming in the kitchen, which made me wonder-" She stopped mid sentence, and my heart thumped painfully in my chest.
"Hey what's with your eyes they look… blue"
"Blue, as if" I said hastily "Come on lets go back before they all come in here." She nodded still looking as bewildered as I felt, my eyes... blue, they were brown, so was my hair, and my parents both had brown hair and brown eyes too, so how could they be blue?
In the end when we returned to the living room, Mrs Mallory could some how tell that something was amiss with my parents and me, and left hastily with her children, promising that she would return next week.
End Flashback
The events that unfolded after, made me realise why I was different, and I can say without the whole "oooooooooh music" in the background that you hear so much in movies when something eventful is about to happen, that it changed my life.
So did you like it?
I'm still working on Hidden Identity, I'm just rewritting it because I didn't like the way that it was going.
Lol, I promise that it will be good, Just hang in there!!!
Lol
From Kisses Of CHOCOLATE!!
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