Oh... my... goddess...Chelsea thought to herself in utter shock. Stood before her was a young man by the name of William Terry Louis Andrew Carrick Jonathan Dredge Hams Reading Roger Southwark Alwick Plymouth Junior Regison III (a.k.a Will), smiling handsomely as he introduced himself to the farmer. Is it even possible for a guy to look this gorgeous! Her mind repeated over and over again, her cheeks becoming pinker every time she replayed it in her head.

It had been a week since Chelsea had moved to the Sunshine Islands and become the first farmer on the island. If she had known there were so many gorgeous bachelors with so many interesting personalities she would've come to the island sooner and like usual, she was always meeting new boys that made her choosing even harder than it already was.

"Um, are you getting a fever, young maiden?" he asked cautiously, tilting his head side to side as he studied her pink face. Chelsea felt a hand lightly touch her forehead and turned a new shade of pink as she noticed that the hand belonged to Will. He looked at the farmer worryingly, "You've got a bit of a temperature, do you want me to walk you home so you can get some rest?" I shook my head, "I should be completely fi..." I said wearily before I felt myself and everything around me being swallowed by the darkness.

The next time Chelsea woke up was in her bed, and the first thing I saw was the distressed face of Will. "My lady, are you ok? You passed out in the middle of the street and I wasn't sure what to do so I bought you home," he explained to her, "I took care of you as best as I could... But you might want me to clean up your kitchen for you later," he sighed as he thought of the mess he made when was frantically rummaging through her fridge, trying to find an ice pack of some sort.

Chelsea felt her face heating up as he explained what happened to her. "I am so sorry, Will!" she exclaimed, slowly rising into a sitting position before Will gently laid her back down. "Now now, my princess, you must rest. You've had a very long day so I think I shall bid you farewell for now," he said kindly, giving her an affectionate smile that melted her heart. Will turned on his heel and began making her way out of her house and suddenly came to a halt as he heard the sound of Chelsea's voice, "Thank you, for everything. It was really sweet of you," she smiled, her eyes twinkling with pure gratitude. Will felt his face heat up, "Uh, it was no problem," he said bashfully.

"Oh, I never got your name, my lady?" Chelsea sat up in her bed, "Chelsea, Chelsea Bell." Will smiled at the girl and finally left the farm house. The farmer didn't realise how tired she really was and drifted off into a pleasant slumber.