I Left My A Rank Party Rain Novels & Stories

Clinked the glasses and that sour liquid burned our throats. "I will leave", I informed. "It's your birthday and the party barely started", April whined. "It's a full moon", I pouted. "You should grow up", Rain scoffed. "I will, from next morning", I winked and they rolled their eyes in unison. I gave them a quick hug and came out of the club.

It was silent in my plastic apartment in the middle of the desert except for the sounds of the rain pattering against the windows. Riley sent a sticker of a woman tossing her hair over her shoulder in the group chat. She tagged everyone and said, "Look, everyone! It's raining! The game definitely has to lower the temperature and moisten the soil before the plant apocalypse can begin. Choosing the island was definitely the correct choice!" She then tagged me and said, "I bet someone is regretting their decision right now. You should take advantage of the rain and collect some water! Your silly little apartment is going to turn into an oven once the sun rises tomorrow.

Pink polka-dot umbrella in hand, I'm ready for the weather this morning. My brother said he hasn't seen this much rain in June since he moved here when I was eighteen. Here we are, six years later and I seem to be attracting storm clouds. Twice in one week, it has to be a new record. Thunder woke me before my alarm this morning and I spent the extra time searching for my rain boots. By a stroke of luck, they match my new umbrella almost as if I'd made a coordinated effort.

OLIVIA'S POV THE morning was filled with a heavy downpour from the sky and I couldn't ignore the fact that I didn't look this soul refreshing because of the rain but rather from the fact that I had one of the greatest nights of my life. He was up already as usual, I looked around the room searching for him as the sound of the rain filled the room as it made drip drip noise on the ceiling. All I thought about was the party later that evening hoping that the rain wouldn't ruin the occasion, it was better this way, I preferred the heavy down our now than later and it made sense the rain was falling now and not later.

Either way I was looking forward to mingling, maybe making a few rich friends of my own, girlfriends of course. Rain quickly found a free space to park the truck, in between a black Maybach and a red Kia. The parents of these people must be really wealthy. It was almost unfair, but I wasn't here to judge. It was a party and I was here to have fun. I undid my seatbelt when Rain turned the ignition off. Before I got my purse in preparation to step out, Rain came around the car, opening my side of the door. “Shall we?" He uttered with a charming smile, holding his hand out for me.

I smoke a cigarette as I wait for Rain. The last eight days have been the happiest of my life. After the party for my birthday—to which I had to return, for my mother wanted me to meet all the females she had invited, hoping I would find my mate—I spent as much time with Rain as possible, for she is my mate.

"Rain I'm asking you, why? Why did you... "You are not qualified to question me. My life, my choices, my decisions have nothing to do with you. I suggest you leave here and enjoy your engagement party. You are taking most of the oxygen around here cause you are standing in the way. Please, find somewhere else you can sit. The oxygen is not enough for all of us here" Rain responded lazily, shocking everyone at scene with her words. "You! You! How dare you Rain? This is my engagement party! How...

“Of course. I wouldn't miss it for the world.” That was it…my limit was officially reached. I turned on my heel, grabbed my stick and my bag, and marched off the field. Right on cue, the sky decided to open up and now I was walking home in a downpour. “Whatever,” I muttered to myself, blinking away the raindrops that were mixing with the tears I refused to shed. “Who cares about their stupid party? I don’t need friends. Friends are a distraction.” I squeezed my eyes shut for a second, my wet sneakers squeaking loudly against the pavement.

If he was here, I wanted to avoid him at all costs. “Yo, aren’t you going to dance?” Vanezza said as she walked over to me. “Go meet someone! We didn’t come here to stand around.” I glanced around one more time to be sure he wasn’t there. Then I joined the crowd. I danced with different men as they sprayed money, pretending everything was normal. Pretending nothing had changed. After hours of music and noise, the party slowly died down. Then suddenly the rain started. A very heavy and cold rain. The kind that felt like it could freeze your bones.

In another world where Miguel didn't exist, I could see myself falling in love with Christian Grammer. Is that what this is? Am I in love with my stepbrother? I'm screwed. Pulling away, I memorize Christian's smile "Goodnight, jock." "Goodnight, nerd." I'm still standing by the door several minutes after he has driven away, terrified to go into the house. Rachel opens the door and pokes her head out "Darling, you're going to get soaked if you don't come in." It's raining? I look down at the ground and see the evidence.