The rain continued to pour down. Dra, short for Alexandra, sat in her bay window watching the rain splatter against the glass. She closer her eyes and leaned her head onto the cold surface. 'I wonder if someone is doing this very same thing right now,' she thought. She opened her eyes and gently placed her hand against the glass, 'I wonder if *he's* doing this same exact thing right now' she thought letting her fingers drag down towards the windowsill. Rain was so calming. When it rained, problems washed away and......
......everything became clear. His forehead bumped the glass and he sighed. 'How can my life be so exciting yet I'm not happy?' he wondered. He placed his back to the window and closed his eyes, praying silently.
"AJ, come on, bus is moving out-with or without you," said his best friend Howie.
"I'll be there in a sec just let me get my stuff," stated AJ.
"OK, but make it snappy. You know how crabby Roger gets when he has to wait for us," replied Howie walking out of his friend's presence.
AJ gathered up his belongings from the hotel room and double checked to make sure everything was there. Taking a seat at the desk he mentally ran over his stuff in his head but his thoughts drifted elsewhere.
"I never do this," said AJ kneeling down but his bed "And I know that's horrible. I really need your help though, God. I feel lost, no one understands me. I feel like things are whizzing by and I can't slow them down to get a grip on them. My life is so.......
......complicated. I don't know if what I'm doing is the right thing for me anymore. I need some sort of sign. I need to know that things will get better. I need to know that I'll be OK. I know it's a lot to ask since I don't exactly talk to you on a regular basis but please I need your help," finished Dra from her place next to her yellow blanketed bed. She got up and kissed up to heaven. She sat down at her desk and began to write, something she did trying to clear her head. She opened the tattered composition book........
..........and looked over the recent entries. He came to a blank page and AJ's pen flew across the page something fierce. His mom had bought him a composition book each time they went on tour knowing it was her son's only release. Even though the tour had just started, AJ's book was tattered, torn and almost full. A lot happens to a 21 year old Pop superstar: break-ups, fights, bad shows, badgering media. Sometimes he wished he could just go back to being a normal guy but God gave him a gift and it would be stupid not to use it. He moved from his bunk to the kitchen and watched the rain pour down. Gaining inspiration he started writing once again..........
................After a hour of writing, she shook her hand out. She never wrote this much but the pages just poured out of her mind and onto the paper. Moving from her desk to her bed she finished her thought and gently closed the book, sticking it under her mattress to keep her nosy sisters from getting into it. She shifted uncomfortably on her bed, laying down on her stomach. Music started to trickle out of her speakers. She moved finding her stereo remote under her. The soft opening piano bars of 'To make you feel my love' by Garth Books filtered into her room. Dra cocked her head and laid her head down on top of her hands letting the gentle melody take her away........
.........Dra grabbed a hold of her biggest teddy bear and held it tight. This song was like an old friend. Something to help the pain wash away and to let the clarity emerge. She rested her back against her headboard and closed her eyes........