"So…What made you want to come to Waffle Island, Karia?" Pascal questioned, staring at me. It took a moment for me to register his words, because I was too mesmerized by the sapphire blue ocean beneath us. "Oh…" , I started quietly," I want to be a rancher, sir…" I handed him my brochure for the ranch. I spaced out, once again interested in the ocean depths beneath the boat, as fish jumped out of the water. When I finally snapped out of my trance, I heard him calling my name.

"When's your birthday?" I paused, trying to recall such things. I'm ditzy like that. Sometimes I forget my own birthday.

"Winter 7th, sir." Pascal just grinned, asking question after question.

"Uh.. I really like scrambled eggs…" I muttered, as I pushed some long locks of my chestnut colored hair out of my eyes. When was he going to stop..?

"What made you want to start a ranch?" I froze, sending him a gruesome glare.

"I don't believe that's any of your business, Mr. Pascal."

He looked shocked at my tone, but looked away. He was mumbling under his breathe about an island. I jumped, as a loud crack of thunder was heard, along with the bright lightning being seen.

"Let's get inside, Karia. It's getting pretty rough out here." He said, walking indoors, with me trailing behind him.

After that, all I remember is everything spinning and Pascal talking in a hushed voice. "Hey, are you alright? You don't look to good…"

I nodded at Pascal, not really wanting to deal with him. After that, I remember my legs giving way, and everything going black. "K-Karia!"

I faintly heard a low voice speaking to Pascal, then him responding.

"What a storm! It knocked Karia right out! Let us prepare a room at the inn right away!"

I can remember being carried. The arms holding me were carrying me gently, bridal style, until they set me down onto something very soft, and also warm, like the arms that were holding me. Those arms were warmer than whatever I was laying on though…

I was shocked, as I saw a beautiful lady, with flowing green-ish hair. She looked so delicate, and in need of help.

When I awake, the sun was shining through the window, as bright as it was before the storm.

"Auughh.. Turn the lights off.." I mumbled, as I sat up, scratching my head.

I looked down, seeing I was still dressed. I shrugged, and got up, shakily walking to the doorway. As I opened the door, I noticed the hallway of rooms, then the doorway. I followed the hall, and went through the doorway, to…another hall?

"Augh! French Monkey Balls!" I muttered to myself.

I found myself really random whenever I was frustrated. I missed Taylor, my older sister who was back home. I had reasons for leaving, and I don't intend on sharing it with anyone. I doubted I'd make any friends here anyhow. I'm very secluded, and I usually scared any potential friend off with my sarcasm, and rudeness. I really don't get along well with other people. Especially people who talk. A LOT. If life has taught me anything, it's that no one TRULY cares about you, or anything that you say or do. And that trying tacos and ice-cream, together, is a SUPER bad choice.

I wandered to the end of THAT hall, and found a staircase, which I slowly descended.

I came to a huge room, almost like a… café? I was lost in thought, only to be snapped out of it by an elderly lady, with an awkward shade of pink hair. "Oh goddess! Do you think you're feeling well enough to be up and moving?" I smiled shyly, although on the inside, I wanted to punch her for being so… peppy. Also, for acting caring towards me, when she didn't even know me. Another woman, in her late twenties or early thirties, came over, greeting me. "Hello! I'm Colleen! It's a pleasure to meet you. Did you sleep well?" I blinked, shocked at how loud she was. She had the whole 'motherly' thing going on. It made me feel a pang of hurt in my chest.

"Uh…Dear?" She questioned, touching my shoulder lightly.

"O-Oh! Right. Sorry… I space out a lot… Um.. I slept okay.. I had this weird dream about this lady with long hair…"

The man behind me, introduced himself as Jake, and rambled on about how his wife was beautiful or something like that. I just nodded politely and excused myself for fresh air.

When I reached outside, I ran into a short, tubby man.

"Oh! Lookie here! You must be Karia! I'm Hamilton! Mayor of Waffle Town!"

I smiled, nodding at him. I wasn't one for much conversation. After our brisk conversation, I was instructed to go around the town, and introduce myself to everyone. I got curious, so I made my way toward the tall chateau looking house. This was the Mayor's home. I think he mentioned something about a son…

The thought of Hamilton's son made me giggle. He was probably very round, and overly cheerful, like his father.

I shrugged, walking further up the path, past Yolanda's house. I think she was that creepy old lady who smelled like salsa at the inn… I went down around, passing an empty shop, which Hamilton claimed would be used later on. I couldn't help but scoff at the thought. Why does everyone seem to think me living here, is going to change ANYTHING? Next up, the Meringue Clinic. The small bell chimed, as I pushed the door open, alerting the elderly frail looking woman. "You're that girl who passed out, correct? Welcome to the Meringue Clinic. I'm Irene. I work with my grand-son, Jin. He went out to get medicine." I waited until her rambling ceased. "I'm Karia. I'll try my best to stay out of this place." I said, with a teasing grin. "I have to go introduce myself to others. I'll see you around!" She ranted some more, but I walked out. On my way out, I ran into a tall, broody doctor looking man, with long silky pewter locks, pulled back into a ponytail. "Nice to meet you… You're Karia right?" I nodded, inspecting him. Was he… sparkling? I'm hoping this island doesn't turn out to be like one of those bad vampire movies…

"Ah. I'm Doctor Jin. I work here at the Clinic. If you ever need me, I'm usually here." I should've slapped my hand over my mouth before the words slipped out. "Dude. You're really pretty! You're quite effeminate!" He just stared at me, like I was the most bizarre thing he'd ever seen. "Are you always this… rude?" I grinned sadistically, nodding. "You bet your knickers I am." He scoffed, pushing past me, to go into the Clinic. What an ass-wipe…

I shrugged, and strolled over to the General Store. My visit there was brief. I wanted to maim the lady… She was REALLY loud and obnoxious. Her husband was so quiet and shy though… She's probably on top. "Dominatrix…." I muttered to myself, once I was outside. I strolled up to the stairs, which lead to town hall. I slowly ventured up the stairs, staring in awe once I reached the top. Beautiful rows of tulips lined the middle of the square. Next to the lighthouse was Daren's Tree, rumored to be the resting place of the Harvest Sprite, Daren. It let off a nice amount of shade, making it a wonderful place to have lunch. I stared over in the middle of the square, and my heart skipped a beat. There stood a gorgeous boy, with platinum blonde hair, and a cowlick, similar to my own. He had vibrant sapphire eyes, that intrigued me. He crossed his arms, cocking his head at me.

"Hm. I've never seen you before. Who are you…?" He uncrossed his arms, and ran his hand through his hair.

I felt myself flush. "H-Hello! I-I'm Karia…" I spoke softly, suddenly feeling REALLY shy.

"Karia, eh…? Oh, my father told me about you. I'm Gill. The mayor's one and only son. Did you come here after seeing the brochure my father designed?"

I couldn't form words very well… so I nodded, and attempted to speak. "Y-yes.. It's a pleasure to meet you.."

The boy was FINE. I'd tap that. He scoffed as he raised his hand, only to put it back down. I think it was a half-assed wave.

"Really? I never thought that thing would fool anybody! This island is nothing like that phony brochure. It's practically a ghost town.." He paused, running his hand through his hair once again, his cowlick going down and springing back up. "But to me, it's got a lot of potential. I'm hoping to turn this place into the one people see on that brochure someday. I hope you'll help me turn this island into a place that really is that wonderful.."

I couldn't help but gaze into his passionate eyes. He was so fervent about restoring the island to the beautiful place it was on that brochure… It made me actually want to do something for someone other than myself for once… He nodded at me, as I smiled back at him. "I'd love to help you…"

He smirked, nodding again. "See you around."

I let out a smitten sigh, bringing myself to turn away and walk away, without going all awkward fan girl on the poor boy. I skipped down the stairs, whistling a familiar tune. So familiar… I couldn't remember it at the moment. I walked back over to the mayor, grinning.

"Done!" He shook his head. "No… You never met Elli!" I looked at him, puzzled. Then it occurred to me that I never went into the Town Hall.

I nodded, sprinting back up the stairs, and over to Gill. "H-Hello again!"

He looked at me strangely, then pointed to the Town Hall. "If your looking for Elli, she's in there. Working, unlike some people."

I bit my lip, glaring at him. "Obviously my father raised me better than yours did." I said harshly, walking past him into town hall. He looked shocked, and pissed. Way to charm the boy, eh Karia? I scoffed, causing the pretty lady at the desk to look up at me.

"Can I help you?" She said, looking at me, concerned.

I gave a wavered smile, and sighed. "Not really? I'm just supposed to introduce myself..." She grinned. "So… Anyways… I'm Karia!" The lady nodded, smiling. "Nice to meet you. I'm Elli. If you ever need some extra money, you can come part-time at the Town Hall." She winked, giggling. "You could get close to Gill by working here~! He really needs a girlfriend…" My face turned about seven different shades of red, before I responded.

"I-I don't want to get close to Gill! He's rude, arrogant, and stuck up! His father did a TERRIBLE job at raising him. He's absolutely horrendous and very rude!"

I heard someone cough, as I turned around to face no one but Gill. "You're bi-polar, annoying, and strange. You're nothing but the weird farm girl. Someone like you would never be good enough for me anyways. And if you think I'm horrendous and rude, you obviously haven't made me angry yet."

I felt like I was going to die. Elli looked very shocked, while I was thinking of ways to die. I could toss myself into the sea, or I could chop a tree down, and have it fall on top of me.. He shoved passed me roughly.

"Not only that, but your mother did a terrible job at raising you!" His words set me off. I grabbed his arm, yanking him back in front of me.

"Excuse me?" He smirked, staring me in the eyes.

"I said. Your mother did a terrible job of raising you." I swung my arm back, then brought it back at a great force, my hand coming into contact with Gill's cheek. The loud noise echoed through the room, as Elli tried to act as though she was working. He looked baffled, and pulled away from me.

"What the hell? I prove me point once again! She raised you TERRIBLY." I swung my other arm this time, smacking his other cheek.

"Don't act like you know anything about me, you stuck up brat! Just because your father is the mayor, doesn't mean you can get away with whatever you'd like. If you must know, my mother walked out on me and my father when I was four, you insolent asshole!"

Hurt and shame flashed in his eyes. I turned around, stomping out of the Town Hall, tears threatening to escape from my eyes.

"K-Karia! Wait!" I heard him calling. I only stomped away faster.

"To hell with human society and socialization…" I muttered, hopping down the steps. Hamilton came running over, smiling like a fool.

"Now that you've met everyone, you should go rest some more! Since your house is in the process of being built, you'll be staying at Soufflé Farm, and helping out around there!" I rolled my eyes. Of course, I'd be sent to someplace where I had to work. Farm work, no less. Oh well.. What else is expected of a future rancher?

There you go guys. I tried to fix some of the on and off personality thing. Like Insanely Irish suggested. And the middle finger thing was taken out. I kinda think it was pointless…. *shrugs* Enjoy your revised chapter guys~!

I've also established Karia can be rude, she's not outgoing but she's not shy. (usually.) She loves to anger people, and she has a knack for getting angry whenever her past is brought up. She's also very judgmental. She just loves to criticize others. But, whenever others criticize her, it doesn't end well.

There Insanely Irish. :D Does this better suit your needs?

-Cheyenne :)