Mag-log in"Alright Bye Stel" I said to Stella as I walked away. I had just done a photo shoot and I was currently in tight skinny jeans and a black revealing-ish shirt with my hair curled and makeup done; which I absolutely hated. "Nice job today, Rain" The photographer Kevin called. "Thanks Kevin" I called back then slinging my backpack over my shoulder and walking out of the building. I headed down to the police station since my dad was working late shifts. &
"Let's go Rain"! Jax yelled. "Ok, hold on"! I yelled slipping my converses on and looking the mirror quickly. I was in a black crop-top, a galaxy blue printed skater skirt with matching suspender things and my black Converses; while my hair was curled. I grabbed a leather jacket and ran down the steps and outside. I got in the middle row of the my dad's escalade. My dad was in drivers seat, Jax was in pa
"Rain! Rain! Rain, let me explain!" Blake pleaded as I walked down the hallway and he followed me. "No need to explain Blake" I said. He grabbed my arm and whirled me around to him "I'm sorry, alright". "Blake, you almost killed Ryker"! I yelled. People stopped and stared confused. He pulled me into a classroom and said "I didn't know you knew him"!
It was Friday and I had the date with Blake tonight. "Try this on"! Alex said excitedly as she threw a bunch of clothes at me. "Alex, I know how to dress myself" I said and walked into my closet and shut the door. I threw on a red long sleeve shirt, skinny jeans, a gray beanie, and converses. I walked out and Alex grinned and said "Let me do your hair"! I narrowed my eyes at her.&nb
Rain's POV from 5 years ago. BANG! I ran out of my room and downstairs. I saw my mom and dad screaming at each other. "Rain"! Jax yelled who is my oldest brother who's 20. He grabbed me and pulled me out of the kitchen. "Rain, stay out of it" He said. "No! Jax let me go!" I yelled.
<^> Rain Thompson <^>I walked to my locker and punched in my locker combination and opened it.I put my books in and straightened out my uniformI go to NYC Academy, which is a private school.My uniform is a navy blue plaid skirt; that is to short for my liking, and white blouse, navy blue knee-high socks , and my black high-top converses.The bell rung and I grabbed my black backpack and swung it over one of my shoulders and shut my locker door.I walked down the hallway, since it was the end of the day."Rain!" Mrs. Doyle yelled.I turned around and she stood out by her classroom do