Hi, Hi, Hi there my hotties! Hope ya'll are having a great day! Tbh - I have no idea where this story is going, but it's summer and while I am busy with exercising and work, all the while keeping in touch with family and friends, some personal issues have come up where I need to vent some suppressed feelings, some pretty dark feelings. Hopefully this story will be the emo release I need. And bonus round, I can pull all my craziness into Tina not act like she does irl. Maybe this is why I am single?

Chaps are gonna be uber short cuz I'm suck at making long ones. It's just not something I'm good at, but that is okay, because I'm good at other things. Like being charming and making kale smoothies. Perfect is overrated, kale is in.

Remember to eat ur veggies, my lovelies! They're good 4 u! Too good 4 u!

(IknowI'mnotagoodwriterbutdoesthatreallymatterinthelongrun?) #probably #ohwell #i'msocool #notreally

A sharp rain and heavy fog crawled its' way through Flower Bud Village. To escape the dreary weather, the inhabitants of said village stowed themselves indoors, watching from their thick glass windows.

They probably have hot fires to warm their hands with mugs of tea to soothe their throats. And fur covered blankets, complete with cushy pillows. Their faces are smiling and laughing as they tell jokes, all the while trying to distract themselves from the real world. Thought Tina. She wasn't bitter, not quite. Her only wish was for her fellow villagers to educate themselves. A selfish wish.

The farm girl's tears slid down her raw and swollen face, trailing around her jaw, dripping to her neck. Roots and stumps tripped her as she ran. Her boots made sickening "slaps" as she trudged through the mud. She was in, as she deemed, "The Hills". The hills weren't really hills, but more like collection of small mountains. Trees and plants were plentiful up here, and the wild animals – friendly. But there were also secrets unknown to the villagers living below the hills. There were secrets hidden in the clear waterfall, secrets on the peak of the mountain, and secrets in the caves. Secrets only Tina and Jamie, another farmer down the road from her, knew. Everyone in town knew Jamie. They knew how he acted, angry and intimidating. They knew his straw hat and his purple poncho. But they didn't know him, not like Tina thought she did. Not like Tina knew she did. Jamie had been Tina's biggest bully when she had arrived. She didn't talk to him much, choosing to observe from a distance. It was better this way. For the both of them.

Tina liked Jamie, maybe. Tina loved Jamie, maybe.

She was at the base of the mountain. Frantically, Tina sprinted to the first building she saw. Her shaking fingers clawed at the lock on the vineyard's door. Unable to unlatch the rusty metal, she dropped it frustration. She found herself in front of Jamie's small cottage. What started out as determined knocking quickly changed to panic-stricken banging when a clap of thunder sounded, what seemed, inches from her. Maybe it was the force in her hammering or the desperation in her eyes, but the door creaked open, just a tad.

Good enough for Tina.

The girl collapsed onto the floor, a soaked, chilled, and gasping pile. She hugged herself, trying to trap whatever heat she possessed and to calm her breathing.

"I-I-wa-was…" Tina pointed vaguely behind her. Painful-sounding gasps and hacks took control of her before she could finish her sentence. "-i-in-the, the-h-hi-hills!"

Tina glanced up meekly, her brown eyes growing sad when they met with Jamie's hard glare.

"Stupid."

She watched his feet as they walked away. Tina supposed she should pull herself together and leave before Jamie started to get mad, he already hated her. She didn't want to become a burden on her Jamie. Something was thrown on Tina, covering her eyes. Timid fingers reached up and patted the rough fabric on her head. She pulled off the towel and looked at Jamie.

"Don't meddle in something that doesn't involve you. Once you're dry, get out." Said Jamie. He retreated back into one of the rooms, leaving Tina on the floor.

She pressed the towel, smelling fresh, to her face and tried to dim her smile. Of course it stayed though, a smile that genuine would never be gotten rid of that easily.

Thanks reading duckies! Point out any typos I have and I'll give u free blueberries, cuz those things are hella expensive. ;;) Double winkkk, shoutout to my gurl R. Champion!