17 years old found me in my junior year of high school. My alarm sounded at 7:15 and I woke up to rain and thunder.
Early morning rain is the best, I thought, and snuggled under my covers for more sleep. I was late for school every day, anyways. Why rush to get up when it's raining?
Eventually I got up, dragged a straightener through my thick hair and brushed my teeth.
And all day long I wished it would keep raining so that when I got home, I could take a nap. Really, any sleep while raining is marvelous.