Another one shot, still same girl as always, cant remember if it is a different name or not...that's sad, i have too many story lines floating around my head.
I wrote this one quite a while ago when it had started to rain outside, prob last fall or something. my mom read it and asked if i had written all that just because it rained. i said yes.
hope you enjoy it, i know i enjoy it.
Rain
"Rukia, why do you hate the rain so much?" She asked as the down pour strengthened outside.
"I,-it's-I don't hate it but it makes me sad I guess, like the sky is crying for us, for what has happened, that's why…" the raven haired girl looked over at her friend as the two stared out at the court yard of their school. The day had started out like any other sunny day but by 3ed hour the sky had grown black and heavy. It hadn't taken long for the clouds to release their fill onto the earth below, forcing lunch to be eaten indoors. The shiest girl in the class had stared out into the rain with the smallest hint of a smile on her lips. Rukia, the only girl who was considered a friend to this equally petite female, had come over to ask if she wanted to eat lunch with their fellow classmates. The subject had dropped a moment ago but Rukia brought it up again as lighting flashed and a crack of thunder was released.
"Come on Hisa, its best to stay away from windows when it's like this, come join us, it would be fun." Without giving her a chance to decline again Rukia drug her over to the group of girls who had drug the desks into a circle. Rukia plopped Hisas' lunch on an empty desk and motioned for the girl to sit down. Once her wish was granted the raven haired girl sat down next to her and joined the conversation, or would have if it hadn't gone quiet from a loud crack of thunder and the presents of Hisa. The she girl knew nothing of her classmates other than what she overheard and saw. To Rukias right sat Tatski and to Hisas left sat Chizuru. To Tatskis right sat the bubbly and eccentric Orihime. Those, along with the others stared at the windows then to their friend who had just joined them. As no one seemed to want to say anything first Hisa ducked her head hopping it wasn't her fault. Thankfully Orihime broke the semi-awkward silence.
"Rukia you got Hisa to join us. Great! I've always tried to get you to join us Hisa," the dark orange headed girl spoke to her directly. "But you always say no, Why?" she stared intently at Hisa, who backed away slowly. Another crash of thunder and lightning tore through the sky. All but one of the girls flinched away; all but the petite, starless-night-black haired girl who was a mystery to them all. Down inside Hisa let out a small laugh at the scared faces of her classmates. The smile that had disappeared from her features returned in the slightest, but Rukia caught it.
"Hisa, why do you like the rain so much?" Rukia asked after the sound faded away to the down pour.
"Why?" Hisa said and glanced out the window at the storm. She stared into the beauty of what lay before her trying to think of why she loved the rain so much. Hisa didn't have to think long but she did have to convince herself to say it to those girls. "I guess I love the rain because it reminds me of everything. It's a symbol of refreshing, washing away everything to leave the world clean and new, washing away the pain, the hurt, the fear; giving birth to new life, new dreams, and new hopes. It reminds me of my home where I grew up, it reminds me of the day my family left, the day I walked free from everything.
"It's not just the rain either; it's the thunder and lightning too. How the lightning brightens up the dark world, reminding you you're not alone, that there's something all around you. The thunder, it accompanies the lightning to remind you that you have a friend, that even them, the lighting and thunder have friends, and there a package; you can't have one without the other. They are never alone, always by each others sides. Even if you don't hear the thunder, it's still there; even if you can't see the lightning, it's still there. There is nothing scary about the rain, the lighting or the thunder. They bring happiness, so why shouldn't I love them?"
The whole classroom had gone quiet, listening to Hisa speak. She never once took her eyes off the rain and lightning outside as she spoke until she had finished and looked at the rest of them. They all had their eyes on her; some had their mouths slightly ajar. Hisa dipped down, crouching away from all the stares they gave her. As another boom of thunder and the bolt of lightning hit their eyes not one girl flinched and Hisa had a small smile creeping onto her face. Her friend was still with her, even today.
Please review on it people.