Spring

It was a damp, rainy spring day. Blossom was walking down the street holding a pink umbrella over her head. She splashed in a puddle. It was raining hard, and it affected her vision. she was looking down at all the rain hitting the ground as she walked. Suddenly she collided with warm, damp cloth. She looked up, only to be face to face with Brick. He had his hat on, a red t shirt, black jeans, but no umbrella.
"Watch it." He growled. he began to walk past her.
"Aren't you cold?" She asked.
"I don't need an umbrella. It's for wimps." Brick turned back to her.
"I could walk you home." Blossom suggested.
"If that's what you want." He said. She began to walk beside him.
"What are you doing out here in the rain, anyways?" She asked.
"I don't know, Just am." He said.
She looked at him, he was soaked. "I don't get it. Your out here in the middle of a storm, and you still wont talk to me." She said
"Look, It's not like I hate you or anything. I just like to be alone." He said.
"Well, sometimes it's best to have someone there, to keep the umbrella over your head." She said. he laughed at the irony.
" Yeah, I guess." He put his arm around her and gave her a quick hug.
"And sometimes, you need to learn." She said as she turned to him.
"Learn what?" He asked.
"To dance in the rain." She lowered her umbrella and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. On that rainy day, Brick learned to never carry an umbrella again.