Today, I arrived in Mineral Town. Ann had advised me that someone had taken over the rundown farm. I bet Thomas put up another ad to attract people. The ship docked at the pier which meant it was time to get off. As usual, I left my bags with Zack. The first face I saw when I got down was a small girl with blonde hair. When was the last time there was a blonde girl in town?
Popuri came up to me, with that…annoying, jittery, attitude. Even I'm sick of it. "Oh my gosh Kai! You've been gone a long time! What'd you see? Did you see new places?"
"Eh, same thing every year. Nothing new." She knows we are just friends though. "Who's the new girl?"
"Oh, you mean Claire?" She seemed a bit disappointed. Claire was tossing a flying disk with a tan colored dog.
"Since when has she been here?"
"Sometime in early spring I suppose." She placed a worried finger over her chin.
The small girl had sapphire blue eyes that seemed to match her overalls. "Kai?" Popuri waved her hand in front of my face. "Earth to Kai"
"Yes?" I said a bit annoyed.
"You spaced out for a few seconds."
"Ah, okay. I better get my things in the inn.
"Wait," She ran over to the blonde-haired girl. I couldn't make out what they were saying but I was sure I was involved. "Kai, Claire. Claire, Kai. Have fun." She smiled, devilishly at me.
"Um, hey. I run the shack over there." I pointed to my, very small, restaurant. She nodded her head as she balanced on her heels.
"I own the farm down south. Nice meeting you." She waved as she turned around to walk home with her dog. Nice girl.
I walked home to the inn. I was by Ann, Gray, Doug, and surprisingly, Cliff.
"Welcome back Kai." Doug said while cleaning a glass cup. Gray was off in a corner playing cards with Cliff.
"Afternoon Kai." Gray said casually.
"…Hey Kai." Cliff didn't stutter but I could tell it bother him that I was here.
I walked up stairs and laid on my bed, tomorrow was the all you can eat festival and yet I hadn't told the new girl. Maybe she already knows….maybe not. I laid on my bed deciding if I should go tell her. After ten minutes of deciding, I finally got up and left for the farm.
When I stepped foot into her property, all I saw was green grass and crops planted all around.
Claire was sitting under a tree that had been there since the previous owner passed away. The same dog was I saw earlier was with her. I walked over to her. "Hey, I just wanted to let you know that there is going to be an All-You-Can-Eat Buffet tomorrow at the beach, I just wanted to make sure you knew." I was just about to leave when I left a small tug on my sleeve. "Thanks" She mumbled.
"No problem, but are you okay?" Ann had told me she was an energetic girl but Claire seems…depressed.
"Yeah, I'm fine." She whistled for her dog to come with her home. Something is wrong with her. I walked back over to the inn to ask Ann about it.
"Ann, what's wrong with Claire? You said she was and energetic person and when I saw her, she seemed depressed."
"I don't know. Everyone is worried about her. She doesn't do anything other than play with her dog. It's a miracle she actually talked to you. She won't talk to anyone."
She won't talk to anyone? "Thanks Ann, I'm a go to sleep." I stood p and walked upstairs. Cliff was already asleep. Poor guy. Gray was on his bed reading a book. I changed into a grey t-shirt and grey sweatpants.
The next day……
I was behind the counter taking orders. Once I had finished everything, I had noticed Claire hadn't come. Maybe she had better things to do. "Gray, watch over the shack for me. I'll be right back!" I took of my apron [A/N I don't know….]
I walked on to the farm, Claire wasn't any where to be seen on the field. I knocked on the door once. No answer. Twice. No answer. Three times.
I figured she wasn't on the farm. I walked past the farm and onto the Goddess Pond. She wasn't there. I went to Mother's Hill [I forget what it's called.]
Claire stood at the tip about to jump. She took one step into mid-air. "Claire!" She slightly turned her head to look at me and proceeded to jumping off. I grabbed the back of her overalls before she could fall off.
"What the hell were you planning on doing? Trying to commit suicide?" I yelled. She looked down before answering to me.
"Why does it even matter to you! You know nothing about me! You don't even know anything about me or my past!" She proceeded to jumping off again and once again, I stopped her.
"What happened." I whispered. She stood still for a while.
"My mother just passed away as for my father, he was the murderer. I'm the next victim." She looked back down. "I wanted to commit suicide so my father couldn't hurt me."
"I'm sorry." Was all I could say. "Promise me you won't commit suicide."
"I can't make that promise, but I'll try my best not to." She walked away. Hopefully, she went home.
Back a the beach, Gray was upset that I was gone for too long. "Kai, You took forever! People still wanted to order and I made this." He showed me something that looked like a rock.
"You're not supposed to cook rocks."
"It was supposed to be a sandwich." h mumbled. A few minutes later, Thomas announced it was the end of the event and it was time to go home.
The Next Day…
I was behind the counter of my shack, reading one of Gray's books. The door knob turned and in came Claire.
"Hi, Kai." She took a seat at one of the stools. "I figured I'd come today." She seemed a bit better now. I decided not to bring the topic up.
"What would you like?"
"…Ice cream!" She shouted it like a child would. I went into the back to get a tub of ice cream.
*
Claire and I talked for a while about her evil animals plotting to kill her.
"It's getting late, I better go, maybe I'll come tomorrow if I have time." She waved and by then, she was gone.
I was just about to close up when Popuri came in. "Kai!" She squealed. "You seem to be getting awfully close to Claire." I could see the look of jealousy on her face. I dismissed it and continued our conversation.
A/N, OKay, The next chapter won't be up for a while cause this is all i could think of. REviews are very well appreciated. I want to make this really logn fic.
