(still unsure I'll decide later)

"Ivy!"

I could hear my mother's voice call from our front porch.

"It's raining! ther's no way you're going out in this!"

She screamed this at me repeatedly but i droned out her voice by turning up the volume on my ipod. I neede to get out of the house for a while and if she had a problem with that, she had to deal with it. the rain poured around me and dripped from my short black hair. This was my favorite time to be outside because everything was