[u]Rain[/u]

Rain sat on the football field of her school, arms wrapped around her knees and fingers interlaced. She was staring very hard at a ladybug that had landed on her left thigh, and was steadily creeping up the pale skin. Ladybugs were meant to be lucky, right? That was what her mother had always said, whenever they used to alight on the plants in their small garden. Her blue eyes tracked the movement closely for a few more minutes, before she gently scooped the small, bright insect onto her pointer finger. She held it up to the sky, blowing gently on its back. Unfolding its wings, it buzzed off into the sky.

As the brunette watched it disappear, the sound of whirring motors disturbed her quiet silence at the edge of the field. Turning around, her eyes widened at the sight of the huge machine descending. That was for her? When they’d said, ‘aerial transport,’ she’d expected maybe a small helicopter . This was… impressive. Rising to her feet, she took her suitcase by the handle and struggled to carry it on the ramp leading up. It was pretty heavy for the small girl, and by the time she’d lugged it to the deck, she was panting. 

Oh.

There were a lot of people here.

Her cheeks were already a little flushed from exertion, but if possible, they went an even more embarrassing shade of pink. Rain placed her suitcase down, relieved, and self-consciously linked her hands in front of her body. There were a good few boys here already. One seemed pretty young, with round brown eyes that seemed to sparkle at the impressive machinery surrounding them – it was indeed amazing, even to someone not so technically-inclined such as herself. There was another, with a surly look to his face and [i]beautiful[/i] black wings. Her mouth dropped open for just a moment before she realized just what she was doing, and closed it. Wow. The boy himself looked terribly unhappy though, and she wondered just why. 

There was yet another, on the other side of the boy who was now hiding in his wings, with a handsome jaw and terrific blue eyes that seemed to dart from one thing to the next with distracted intensity. Across from them was another attractive boy, even taller than the other guys, with slightly unruly blond hair and curious navy eyes that checked her out for a moment before returning to the rather pretty girl that was sat next to him. 

The closest seat was one that was two down from the boy with the wings, and she decided that she’d feel rather much less conspicuous if she was seated – even if there were a couple of people now crowding around him. Quickly sitting down, she hoped that they were still too busy staring at the guy’s wings to pay too much attention to her. However, she wasn’t an unfriendly type of person – glancing around the room, she said a quiet, “Hi,” with a small smile, crossing her legs and holding the top knee in a rather ladylike – and slightly insecure – position.