Today, it rained.

I was in my room when it started. It was light at first, but then came the thunder and the lightning. At the time, I was sitting, listening to the same song on repeat because I couldn't stand the sound of any of the other songs on my playlist at the time (The song, if you were wondering, was Kill v. Maim by Grimes. It sounds rather violent, but the lyrics aren't. Then again, it is told from the perspective of Al Capone, although it is a different version of Al Capone that changes gender and travels through time...). I don't really understand why people listen to the same song over and over again. Perhaps it's because they want to get used to the beat and the lyrics and the words. Perhaps its because the music draws out memories in the person that they love or hate but want to remember nevertheless. 

The first roll of thunder came when the song had finished playing for the thirty-first time. My best friend, Abby, had texted me minutes later saying that it was raining and that she was terrified and that her camping trip had gone horribly like it always does.

Abby loves camping. She loves everything that has to do with nature. Almost every day I tell her to just stop going camping, but her response is always the same. "Oh, Lucas!" She would say, waving her right hand around in the air. "You don't understand the beauty of nature." She was right. I didn't. Even so, in the three times I had went camping in my entire life I had never gotten attacked by a bear, a moose, bitten by a poisonous snake, had it storm, have a tent infested with spiders, or break my leg while falling down a hill. All of these things, and more, had happened to Abby. She never really had gotten hurt, except for the whole poisonous snakebite and falling down a hill thing. 

Abby absolutely hated the rain thanks to how many of her camping trips had been rained out. I thought the rain was fine. I've never really cared that much, though. I've also thought that Abby should look at rain from a new perspective. In seventh grade, my non-fiction writing class had been taught an entire lesson on this. An entire lesson. It had started with a slideshow entitled "Why we do handstands." After the slideshow, we went out in the hall and did handstands. I was the best at it, thanks to the fact that I do gymnastics and six different types of dance. My teacher had told us that sometimes, it's good to change your perspective, and to also just do a handstand and let all that bad energy flow out of you. I remember one girl saying how exhilarating it was to do a handstand, because it really did make you feel better afterwards. Many times have I told Abby to do a handstand, but no matter how much I persuade she always ignores me. I always tell her that rain helps everything grow, and it gives us water. Or rather, it recycles water. I'm not exactly sure how it works. 

I'm not even sure how Abby and I bonded. Really, we have nothing in common. I think too much, and Abby is such a simple person. When I say simple, I mean really simple. She refuses to look at the world from a new perspective, she hates reading, she watches a lot of television, she doesn't think before she speaks. I've heard her making a racist or sexist comment more then once and then apologizing profusely to the person she was speaking to because she hadn't meant to say that. 

I would say that I have a lot of friends that have a lot in common with me. Abby has almost nothing in common with me and is rather stupid. The person who should be my best friend, based on similarities, would be Aster. Aster is a cutesy person who loves cats and human nature, and has a great taste in music. The only reason why I'm not that good her friend is because she's a horrible person. She has anger issues, she's opinionated, she's rude, she likes getting reactions from people. People called her Aster the asshole for a reason. Even so, I like Abby. Being her best friend is fun. Being around her is fun, because she's a fun person. 

I suppose I should stop hanging out with so many girls because I'm a boy, but it's fun. I'll hang out with whoever I want to hang out with.

Anyway, it rained today.