Zion Andrews - a Rain scene
by: jinyu

The rain poured down heavily outside, its cool sound slicking over the roof panels, drumming it and coating it evenly. It washed away the dust and the dirt, soaked the grass and bushes and trees. Even as it rained it seemed that things were greener, brighter, and more alive. Zion let his head slide back onto the couch, listening to the staccato raindrops, the flood, letting all of it wash away the worries in his mind. For the first time in a long time, he smiled.
“Zion,” Diane asked, staring at him over the top of her chemistry book, “What are you smiling about?”
“It doesn’t rain much,” he said simply.
“That God, we have enough problems with the snow,” she grumbled a little too loudly. Zion could hear the metallic whine of her ear buds even from the couch. He was amazed that she heard him at all. She flipped through her notes, closing the chemistry book on her finger, “Do you know anything about chemisty, Zion?”
“Plenty,” Zion replied. The sound of the rain began to grow heavier.
“Damn, everything is going to mud by tomorrow,” Diane said, looking over her shoulder at the rain, “I do not want to go to class tomorrow.”
Zion didn’t answer. He just closed his eyes and listened.
“What? You aren’t going to say some smart alec comment like ‘Oh, you should go to class, maybe you’ll have an easier time with chemisty,’” Diane snapped.
Zion smirked, “Diane, sit back and listen to it.”
“What?” she took out the ear-buds
“The rain, Diana. Listen to the rain.”
Diana shoved her books hastily and slouched in the chair. She was quiet for a little while, the sound washing over the two of them, “Kay, so it’s rain.”
“It’s a beautiful sound, isn’t it?” Zion queried, his wide eyes opening as though he was waking from a beautiful dream.
Diane groaned, “I have a test tomorrow.”
“You always have a test tomorrow,” Zion chided.
“Yeah, well I’m busy,” she said.
“Everyone’s busy, except when they’re dead,” Zion smirked at the inside joke. The undead were always very busy.