Lisa silver dyed hair tickled down her face as she slipped on her red rubber rain boots before locking her door and gazed up at the sky to see the dark clouds above her head telling her it would rain at any moment. So she began her trek to the bus stop. Humming a nameless tune under her see-through umbrella, she walked through the rain. It was the first day of school, and she left early to arrive on time.
Finally reaching the bus stop, she noticed a dark haired boy already standing there. She slightly scrunched her face, because the boy didn't have an umbrella. While listening to the pitter patter, the rain made on her umbrella; she knew it was raining pretty hard.
Looking down at her rain boots, she considered sharing her umbrella with him but stopped herself before she did anything.
"I don't even know him, so would that be too weird?" She thought to herself, as she furrowed her brows slightly, contemplating what she would do.
Getting nowhere, she decided to glance over at the boy. The rain, at that point, was beating on him very harshly. The next thing she knew, she was standing next to him putting the umbrella over his head.
The boy turned toward her. The face she saw, was totally blank, but it showed that he just came from a fight. Just by the way his bleeding lip appeared.
She quickly turned to look at the road ahead and pursed her lips, feeling awkward. "You're going to get sick if you stand in the rain like that," she mumbled.
The boy made no move to speak, but he did not walk away either, which she took as a good sign.
"I'm Lisa Smith." She shifted in her spot slightly and played with the hem of her shirt, unsure what else to say.
To her pleasant surprise, the dark haired boy responded, "Daniel Anderson."
One week later
She was more than halfway to her bus stop when it began drizzling. She had accidentally left her umbrella at home and knew if she turned back now to go home, she would miss her bus. Mentally cursing her luck, she continued on her way.
By the time she had arrived, there was a steady downpour. Sighing, she began looking for signs of the bus on the horizon, hoping it would by chance come earlier than scheduled.
Since she was too focused on looking for the bus, she didn't notice another presence arrived at the bus stop too. Suddenly the rain stopped beating down her. Surprised, she stopped her bus hunt and turned toward the source of her shelter.
A pale, slender hand holding the umbrella above her head met her eyes. Her soft brown eyes trailed from the hand to the face of the person it belonged to.
She was surprised once again when she saw it was Daniel. He glanced at her. Then turned his gaze straight ahead toward the other side of the street., His face calm., a small smile slowly adorned her face, which was slightly touched by the cold yet refreshing weather, before she turned her attention to the road ahead of them.
Both classmates stood in comfortable silence, waiting for the bus under his umbrella.