Rain
Comic 39 - Making a Scene
Author Notes:
(I’d like to just point out that the boys would have their own gym teacher, as the boys and girls would naturally be separated during this class. Incidentally, I didn’t think of anyone for that role yet though, so we’re just going to pretend he’s really late for whatever reason. In this case, Mrs. Parker has every right to yell at even the boys to return order… and apparently pelt people with basketballs? Well, that might just be her getting aggressive as things continue to blow up in her face throughout the day...)
Anyway, that could have gone a lot better. I mean, I guess it COULD have been a lot worse too. Like, a LOT. But it still wasn’t an ideal scenario. I rather feel bad for Rain.
I think the harshest part about all of this is that Gavin isn’t actually trying to be a jerk. It might be a little unclear WHAT he’s trying to do right now, but he’s not trying to be a jerk. Do keep in mind that if he was, he really could’ve outed Rain at any time… so why doesn’t he? Food for thought?
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Rain, all characters and all other aspects of the story are copyright material belonging to me.
I can't wait to see how Rain makes it through a Catholic HS...though there's always a part in my brain (my screwed up, screwed up brain) that worries that another Zoe/Nina moment could happen (and that wasn't even cuz of Zoe's T-ness, it was for a part in a play!) and make me feel down for a long time.
I can imagine this guy's surname is Grissom, has a buzzcut, solidly built and is seriously prejudiced over certain minorities (but with a secret, which explains why).
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So queue the last day and a half where i read all 1,400+ pages, i finally finished it at 1am last night (UK - GMT) and I couldn’t then get to sleep properly.
“Rain” hit me hard and i laid there having a Mental / Emotionally breakdown, i had a small cry. (I normal like really struggle to cry, so this was rare for me).
The story is lovely and a beautiful and powerful journey, and it even has its happy ending.
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However i felt some of the most depressed i have felt in years, i just kept thinking about the pure awfulness of the world around us and how hard everyone makes it just for people to live as themselves.
But on-top of this i just felt sad how this story pretty much happens every day, but I’m here sat in a relatively comfy life and I’m genuinely jealous of these fictional characters.
I’ve just read how these people have there goals in life and went through hell to try to achieve them, but i’m here and I can’t even set a goal for today, let alone the next 1, 5 years.
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I don’t even really know where I’m going with this, I’m still laid in bed, slightly crying as i type all this.
Why did this effect me so much?
I just feel so worthless, i don’t know why I’m even here, I’m don’t do anything, I’m just an emotional burden on everyone around me, I’m emotionally selfish and it just hurts everyone else.
I jealous of some comic characters, i want that life, i want that passion, i want that drive, i just, i just.. I don’t even truly know.
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After a few minutes of calming down…
Sorry for all my rambling, i just needed to write this down, put down the emotions so to speak.
I think I’m going to go sombre for a bit, thanks for listening to my emotional ramblings.