A/N: I swear to god I am the laziest person ever to live! This hasn't been updated since 2007!
A/N Numero Dos: Wow, a new chapter! I can't believe it either! I think I might be returning to writing regularly. It's very enjoying and somewhat therapeutic.
Disclaimer: I don't own 7th Heaven or any of the songs used in this chapter which are, in this order: "Slipped Away" by Avril Lavigne, "Who Knew" by Pink, "I Miss You" by Miley Cyrus(eww), "Bring The House Down" by S Club 7, and "Disturbia" by Rihanna(best song of 2008!).
Chapter 5: A Foretelling, Perhaps?
16-year-old Rain Kinkirk woke up at around 10:00 AM on the very cloudy and gloomy day of December 15th, 2020 with a peaceful, but if not somewhat bored, state of mind.
"I hate Tuesdays," Rain grumbled as she got up out of bed, glad that she had no school that day.
Yay for random holidays in the middle of the year! Rain thought as she stretched flicked away a piece of stray hair that was hanging in her face.
"Leave me alone Landon!" Rain heard her sister, Amanda, shout from downstairs.
Rain rolled her eyes as she thought the following: Landon is such a twerp sometimes!
Rain decided to put on some music as she brushed her hair. As she turned on her bedroom stereo she thought to herself very happily: Let there be music!
Of course, the following song had to come on…
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Rain shivered a bit. She didn't want to listen to a song about death as she was waking up and trying to get in a happy and energetic state of mind, that's for sure!
The topic of death had never sat quite well with the girl known as Rain Lydia Kinkirk. It always crept her out, like it had some kind of inexplicable effect on her life that she couldn't quite recall.
Rain quickly changed the station, but that really didn't help…
If someone said three years from now
You'd be long gone
I'd stand up and punch them out
Cause they're all wrong
Rain changed the station again very quickly, but well, just read on…
I miss you, I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear every once and awhile
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
Rain quickly changed the station again. Luckily for her, this time the stereo had decided not to be a bitch…
Let's bring the house down
Raise the roof and get on the floor
House down, raise the roof and get on the floor
Let's bring the house down
Really wanna hear you shouting more, more, more
Rain smiled at the catchy tune, "Awesome! So much better!"
Rain danced around as she brushed her long brown locks of hair. She sang the lyrics to herself as she vigorously attempted to get those ever so annoying knots she got from sleeping. Rain silently cursed her habit of tossing and turning constantly in her sleep. That couldn't be helping her knot problem in the slightest bit!
"Let's bring the house down! Really wanna hear you shouting more, more, more!" Rain sang with more loudness present in her voice than before, which was must likely due to the energy of the song getting her hyped up.
A loud knock came to her door.
"Rain, shut up! Your singing sucks!" Her brother John yelled from the other side of said door.
"Oh zip it, John!" Rain said in reply.
Brothers are so lame sometimes! Rain thought as she rolled her eyes.
Rain sang a little more quietly for the rest of her brushing/singing/dancing session so she wouldn't anger John, a.k.a Mr. Pissy.
When she finished taming her messy hair, Rain placed her brush down and turned her stereo off. Humming to herself happily, she headed downstairs to get herself some breakfast.
Rain was having so much fun she had totally forgotten about the eerie string of death songs just moments before. It's not like it meant anything, right? It's not like it was some weird message of foretelling that a form death would soon make its way into Rain's carefree life, was it?
No, of course not! That was just dumb, wasn't it?
Yeah, that was a totally dumb idea!
Chandler and Roxanne's ghosts appeared in Rain's room shortly after she left.
Ok, maybe the foretelling idea wasn't too farfetched after all…
It's a thief in the night to come and grab you
It can creep up inside you and consume you
A disease of the mind, it can control you
It's too close for comfort