I stood in the hall....watching her walk...run....doing anything to get away.I didn't even know what I had done...not if her anti-our kind father found out...or if I did something wrong...or even done anything at all. All I knew is that she was walking away and I was letting her. She had frozen my heart like she freezes the rain I make...and shattered it. I walked to my locker, ignoring Sammy.
I knew he was watching me...was watching us but I ignored him. "What happened?" he said. It infuriated me...I didn't want a reminder. "Nothing" I told him. "Lies, Thomas...your lying." "It was nothing I want to talk about...better?"
"Not really" he told me. I looked at him. At his tall and lean figure, his brown hair and big grin. I frowned even more. "Thomas...your not going to feel better. Kayla will tell me you know. Your BOTH my bestfriends." as he said this he rested his hand on my shoulder only to make it thunder and lightning. He pulled his hand back and starred at the long glass wall opposite our lockers. "Now I know it wasn't nothing" he whispered to me. At this point I was locking my lock and taking my first few steps out of the school. My first few steps out of the school Kayla and first kissed me in. "Thomas talked to me!" he shouted after me...but I broke into a run...a run for the bus...it was to rainy to walk...because I was crying.
I strode through the cold puddles like it didn't bother me, as the freshmen giggled and hopped over them. My jeans were soaked but like I said I didn't care. I took those three steps onto the bus and walked past the various students and to my seat. I sat and leaned my head on the window. I was listening to the raindrops. The raindrops on my window that were following my own tears. "God" I said and let go. That was a mistake. The gray and white clouds grew green and the thunder worsened, but the slow rain stopped. Then reappeared in a spray of diamond looking ice. I felt the seat lower and saw Sammy's reflection in the window. " What?" I asked....forcing it out with those short bursting gasps. "Dude...your crying...whats wrong? What happened?.....what did Kayla do?" I listened to the thunder rumble and then I turned to him. He was frowning and so was I. "Dude" he said. "Nobody says dude anymore" I told him. And then he brushed the hair out of my eyes the same way Kayla had. I inched back a little. A bit frightened by his closeness. And when he inched closer and touched my leg I felt and heard the rain grow lighter. Fuck shit Fuck shit were the words that were flying through my head. What he was doing...touching me like I touched Kayla was making me happy. And then I pressed my lips to his and it was almost as if my ears popped...like as if all the weather I was causing had disappeared and then it stopped and I leaned back against the window just staring at Sammy...taking it all in. Just taking it all in. And the thought of Kayla did not bother me. She did not pain me because she was dead to me.