A Rainy Day

My name is Lily. I live in San Francisco. My height is 5'6" and weight is average. My age is seventeen, complexion fair and hair color brown. In short, I am a common girl according to specifics of California driving license.

It was a physics class towards its end when it started raining outside. Monica, who was seating just behind me spoke in hissed voice, "Damn! Now we cannot go to the salon".

I noticed that she was looking at her nails all day and wanted to visit a nail salon as soon as possible. And I am going to accompany her whether I want it or not. We live on the same street and commute together. Monica drives the car as I still don't have one.

In few minutes the long one hour Physics class got over. Monica and I got up and passed the students who were gathering around our Physics professor to ask ton of questions. I always wonder what they really ask and how come they don't ask anything during the class.

Well, Monica and I met Jenny and Alex in the lobby. Jenny and Alex live in downtown but we all hang out together. This was our final year in high school and we were excited to shop for our prom dresses. Although, we all got budget range from our parents. And no designer brand was going to even touch the highest range number. But we were determined to find great dresses.

We were talking, laughing and planning to do window shopping in Vera Wang boutique. But soon we stopped at the end of the lobby as we had to cross the lawn to reach our cars.

Jenny said, "Oh shoot! Why this rain always come at the wrong time."

Alex continued,"It should rain in the night and days should be sunny". I supported them with a smile.

Monica said, "Look at those people who are seating on lawn bench in this rain".

Alex replied, "I don't understand these show offs".

I just looked at them and recognized one guy among them. I was admiring him from a distance for quiet sometime and nobody knew that. It seemed that he is in my way today and I might have to take do something about that. May be I can just see him more closely with the excuse of this rain.

Jenny stepped forward and said, "Lets run!". We started to cross the lawn.

The shortest distance between our cars and the lobby was through that lawn bench. I hold my physics notebook over my head and started walking fast. In few steps, all my friends were ahead of me as they were running.

As I approached towards the lawn bench, the guy whom I admired turned his head slightly back. He was sitting in the corner of the bench. Our eyes met for a fraction of second and I turned my head lower under my Physics book.

In next step, my arm just barely touched his shoulder. I figure out that he is trying to touch my hand with his in next moment. It was happening so fast but at the same time very slowly that I could absorb each fraction of the second.

In my next step, I found my arm stretched as if it was stuck in a hard shell block. 

I turned and grasped the fact that he was holding my hand in his and his hand seemed to be very strong. I could feel a sharp happiness in my heart like a long time wish has came true. I did not even tried to break free. When I saw in his eyes, I knew that he is not planning to ease his grip either.

For a moment, I could not figure out what to do. I should have demanded to leave me and not to touch me. I should have tried to shake his hand off (not that would have done any good). But my heart, wanted him to hold me more or even crush me. He should not let me go no matter what.

Like he read my thoughts, the iron body guy, pulled me towards him with a jerk force. The next thing I know, I was half way in his arms. He spoke in a unique musical voice, "My name is Ryan and I wanted to talk to you for quite some time now. Would you meet me here tomorrow at the same time".

I could not speak anything but I just saw in his eyes. The color of his eyes was sea blue, they had a depth but was gentle. He had a serious face expression and a determined voice. The wet black hair were making a zig-zag design on his wrinkled forehead.

He released his iron grip from my hand a long time ago. But I came into my senses when Monica called me from behind, "Hey Lily, lets go!"

And I shook my head a little and requested with difficulty in low voice,"Please, let me go". I knew these were not the words I wanted to say from my heart but I think that made sense at that time. They did not sounded like a demand but more of a blank statement.

He took a step back. And I was standing there, not caring that his friends might be watching us or the fact that all my friends are watching me. And I am going to get thousand questions from them very soon. All I knew that I did not wanted that moment to end.

I just nodded my head in yes answer while seeing in his eyes and turned towards our cars. It seemed like school bells are ringing again even after its over.

But soon I realized that it was my daily alarm. I checked, it was seven in the morning. I twisted my right hand wrist with my left hand where the iron grip was there few moments ago. A smile came to my face, I did not wanted to leave the bed so I laid back for few more minutes and wished my lovely dream to come true.