Sunflower Fields

The rain was pouring in sheets from the sky and yet she was vibrant and glowing as if the sun that was dripping from a parting in the dark clouds onto her. Most couples would be snuggling inside under a mountain of blankets, getting cozy in each other’s arms, but not us.
"Arabella!" She giggled as she spun around, arms wide above her head, rain pouring on her pale face. "Get your ass out here!"
"I'm coming, Cass!" I laughed as I took a step off the warm concrete porch. The rain shifted directions as if to pull me into her arms. "Oh God, this storm is terrible." I said with a half serious tone.
"We're a terrible storm!" She screamed over the rumble of thunder. "Wild and reckless! Unstoppable! A force to be reckoned with!" She pulled me in and spun us in circles. She was always full of clichés that she knew would make me laugh.
"You're such a dork." I giggled as I bent down and kissed her deeply. There wasn't much of a height difference but I'd always liked being taller than her.

I guess if there was any way to describe our love it would be with that storm, chaos to some, but to us warm and beautiful. Cars swerved around us as we splashed in the ankle deep puddles that had grown against the curb. She sat down and smiled up at me and in that moment I couldn’t help but wonder what I had done to earn love like this. I couldn’t help but play back all the moments as we fell in love… I could still remember the first moment I saw her.

There was someone in my spot. Her hair barely reached her shoulder and bounced as she laughed at whatever my best friend, Wyatt was saying. I gritted my teeth. How could he let her take my spot? I know I hardly ever stayed in for lunch but it was still my spot. I didn’t have long before Mal was meeting me. I put a smile on my face and rested my hands on her shoulder. “Hey, Wy, who’s this?” She turned to look over her shoulder and I felt my heart stop. She had the most beautiful eyes...
“This is Cassia.” He wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “She’s new.” I laughed.
“I’m Arabella.” Just as I introduced myself I saw Malcolm walk in the room with an impatient look on his face. “And I’ve gotta go.”