Nothing is new everything

The rain clattering on the pavement of the road , was making a sweet melancholic sound that touches the soul of everyone . The rain was a true blessing for life at a hot day in California, wasn't it ? But not for everyone.Rosaline was standing in front of the cafe, not wanting to go inside the crowded place .She was waiting for the rain to stop so that she can go home make a hot chocolate and drink it peacefully with her blanket wrapped around her. She was irritated now, saying profanities in her mind and cursing herself for not bringing an umbrella with her even after her mother told her that it was going to rain. she was tired ,tired of life ,tired of everything around and tired of standing on the pavement which was now brimming with people now who was seeking refuge from the rain. It was not that she was a rude girl.She just wanted her solitude and was desperate to go home. As she was daydreaming ,she felt a force dragging her down on the wet pavement . The rain was pouring down from the sky. All of the eyes of the people were on her and her tormentor. Not only he made her wet but also all the contents of her bag were laying on the pavement now .A man was saying sorry continuously but due to the intensity of anger she seemed deaf to it . It was like she was in a trance .She just wanted to go home ,was it too much to ask ? She was sitting now wanting to cry now she looked at the eyes of the person who had successfully made a bad day worse for her . It was a man .You could say he was a boy but he looked like a man with his mudded jeans and black hoodie covering his hair . A bad boy looking kind of man .His eyes ,the most captivating thing she had ever seen. The grey orbs shining with the little hint of blue in between them .asking to see her soul .She was afraid now .Afraid of getting caught in those eyes .The man straightened himself and collected her bags content. Seeing that she hasn't gotten up he gave her his hand helping her to stand on her feet. She refused it .How could she not? She doesn't want to touch ,him feel his skin, feel the Sparks that could burn her heart . She doesn't want to get distracted she wasn't cut out for that .She knew he was trouble and she was getting attracted to the trouble .She wanted to be a rebel for once in her life, defying all the rules of the good books she was in. She wasn't the only one feeling the sparks of attraction. The boy now lost his joyous mood and was staring at her ,trying to know her ,study her expressions, carving her beautiful features on the back of his mind. He asked her if she was ok but she didn't reply .it looked like she was lost in her own firm thoughts and wasn't getting out of it anytime soon .At last he just put a last glance on her went away. The girl on seeing his disappearing figure came back to the world ,stood up and begin to think again . As if the rain was waiting for the encounter to happen, stoped at once . As the boy was no more in the sight she started her walk again to her house thinking that she was stupid and trying to forget the encounter .Reaching home she went to her room with a cup of hot chocolate as she has imagined. At last the tiredness caught on to her and her eyes droop taking her to the Dreamland. But what was tomorrow going to bring?