You were 15, Malachi was 18. It was raining. You loved the rain, I mean, how could anyone hate the rain? You looked out of the restaurant window, wanting to go outside and stand in the rain. Malachi, was a celebrity, he was rarely ever found in small towns. You got lucky, you were a huge fan and he just so happened to be sitting at the table across from yours in the restaurant. You didn't even notice hin though, you were too focused on the rain and you wanting to go out. You stood up and went outside, just standing there, enjoying the rain.