You never thought you'd meet him. Properly, at least. Let alone kiss him.

The rain was pouring down more than ever. You could barely see five feet in front of you as you came for shelter underneath a bus stop. Soaking wet, you realize you should go home. But in this weather? I don't think so! You wait impatiently as the rain doesn't seem to die down. Is it any worse that you're stuck with the school troublemaker too? You watch him run toward the bus stop with such propose that it startles you.

He eventually made it, panting and basically soaked. He soon got comfortable on the bench right next to you.

If you weren't screwed before, now you are.

"Whatcha lookin' at?"

He said through gritted teeth. He must be pissed.