Why am I the only fucking person on Earth to actually like the rain? Rain is great! It swallows up the bad days and the wind tickles your leg to let you know you're not alone. 19 year old Leo Maratini always thinks he's alone until he meets Matt a calm, gentle boy also a senior but an exchange student from France. Can Chicago boy Leo be Matt's tour guide for a week without getting swallowed into that romantic French accent?