Remember When It Rained (Book) http://www.Writing.Com/main/books.php/item_id/1279790-Remember-When-It-Rained That's how it happened. It was probably the worst month of my life; not even a month really. That was almost two years ago. Now, it just seems like a memory or a dream, and at times I have to ask Wren if it really happened, though I guess us being together is proof enough. He took my advice and got a few loans, borrowed some money from his aun...[Read Full Post] Wed, 20 Jun 2007 18:29:23 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516361 I open my eyes and find myself once again looking into a blinding light. "Wren?" His face is above mine suddenly, smiling down at me. "Hey, Beth. How are you?" "Ouch," I answer, trying to no avail, not to smile. "What happened?" "You struck yourself with lightening." He grins and my heart flip-flops...[Read Full Post] Wed, 20 Jun 2007 18:27:59 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516360 I pull up in front of my house, leaving the food in the car so that I can unlock the front door. Turning around after leaving the door slightly ajar, my blood runs cold at the sight I see, which is two men walking up my front lawn toward me. Without thinking, I turn to the house and begin to sprint for the door. Before I can reach it, an arm...[Read Full Post] Wed, 20 Jun 2007 18:26:08 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516359 I slam on my breaks a few houses away from my own when I spot a car in my driveway. It's a black compact car. For a second, I contemplate turning around, going anywhere else. But where would I go? I have no one to turn to. I drive slowly up to my house and cut the engine. What will be waiting for me inside this time? More scientists? Doctors, ...[Read Full Post] Wed, 20 Jun 2007 18:24:35 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516358 Even as I drive by the hospital, pick up my mother, and take her home, my eyes are constantly shifting back and forth, searching every surrounding area for anyone that I wouldn't trust. I hear my mother sigh and turn to look at her in my passenger seat. She leans her head back against her headrest and her eyes are closed. I open my mouth to te...[Read Full Post] Wed, 20 Jun 2007 18:23:05 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516357 I'm no longer sure how to handle the situation I find myself in, and glancing sideways at Wren, I see that the solution has slipped his mind as well. We're sitting in the waiting room where we were told to stay as they rushed my mother into the ER. My legs bounce up and down and I keep reading the wall directory in front of me over and ove...[Read Full Post] Wed, 20 Jun 2007 18:21:45 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516356 To say that dinner that night was awkward would have been a vast understatement. Wren sits to my right, Eric across from me, my mother at the head of the table. I can see her discomfort at having Wren beside me. She hadn't been pleased with me when I asked her to allow Wren to eat with us. I don't have much of an appetite tonight. I slide ...[Read Full Post] Wed, 20 Jun 2007 18:19:35 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516355 I try my hardest to avoid my mother the next day. Eric stops by and I put in a CD and turn it up as loud as I can so that I won't have to listen to them talking and laughing. I figure that going out at this point is probably a bad idea, not just because of the threat of insane scientists, but because of the threat that my mother silently posses with...[Read Full Post] Wed, 20 Jun 2007 18:16:23 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516353 "So, how'd it go with your mom?" My body stiffens at the sound of Wren's voice in my ear. I know that he's waited for this moment, when Morgan in front of me in line is paying for her food, to speak to me. I turn slightly in his direction and speak low. "She's ok. She just doesn't get it, but that's a good thing....[Read Full Post] Wed, 20 Jun 2007 18:14:03 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516352 "The Dallas/ Fort Worth area hasn't had weather like this in a long time. The high today was 85, the low 60, while just wednesday, three days ago, we had highs like 25. The past two weeks have been dark and chilly, but it seems the sun has decided to come out to go from the coldest temperatures to the warmest..." I only vaguely hear t...[Read Full Post] Wed, 20 Jun 2007 18:12:03 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516351 "How's school?" "Fine." Don't get mad. Don't get mad. Remember what happened last time. "Have you gone to see the doctor? Eric asks me, as if he cares. We sit akwardly on my mother's beloved leather sofa, waiting for her to finish preparing Sunday lunch. "I don't go in until Tuesday.&#...[Read Full Post] Wed, 20 Jun 2007 18:07:08 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516350 It didn't take long to find Wren's address. There weren't many Stoners listed in the immediate area. All I had to do was find the one that had MESQ printed beside it. He lived on Quail Hollow, a street that connected to mine. I was never aware that he lived there. Wren had only showed up in our town two years ago, and although most people I ...[Read Full Post] Wed, 20 Jun 2007 18:05:08 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516349 Blake raises his hand but doesn’t wait for our Pre-Cal teacher to call on him before shouting, "I don't think we should have to come to school!” “And why is that?” Mrs. Sheppard sighs and turns from the problem she’s writing on the board to look at him. I can’t help but be amazed at her patience. &#3...[Read Full Post] Mon, 01 Mar 2010 15:46:29 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516348 The next day is like a hangover. "You look terrible," Morgan mentions to me as we make our way into the cafeteria. "Wow, thanks." I don't really have a right to be offended. One can always tell when they look like they might be terminally ill. My hair and I had a fight that morning and my eyes ache so much I fear they will...[Read Full Post] Sat, 13 Feb 2010 11:36:04 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516346 "God, what is with this weather?" The skylights above our head in the cafeteria have my complete attention. The terrifyingly dark clouds stare back at me. "Yesterday it was blue skies and sunblock, and now this? Why can't it just stay sunny?" "Grace, this is Texas. Since when is the weather ever constant?" Even though she...[Read Full Post] Thu, 14 Jan 2010 21:55:22 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516345 I open my eyes, and immediately close them again because the light above me is too bright. It sends a shock of pain all the way down my spine column. God, who turned on their freakin' brights, and what did we do to deserve it? It's with a sharp breath that I realize the soft texture below me is not Morgan's leather seat. It's much ...[Read Full Post] Tue, 05 Jan 2010 13:59:07 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516344 It started in March. Or maybe it was May. No, it must have been March. It was just so long ago that I have a hard time remembering. It was my senior year, and my boyfriend of two years, Sean, had just dumped me. "Because we're going in two different directions for school," he had said. "Long-distance never works." My best ...[Read Full Post] Tue, 15 Dec 2009 12:29:15 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/516343