Authors Note:
Hello, my name's Olivia, and this is my first real fanfic, so if it's bad don't kill me. Not like you really could but I thought I might add that little bit to it.
Disclaimer: I do not own harvest moon or any of their characters.
Key:
Normal text or dialogue
'Thoughts' or sarcastic remarks
Inner self Conscious
Part 1
Chelsea turned her bright blue eye to the sight in front of her. A beautiful island sat alone in the middle of the deep blue ocean in front of her. They'd been sailing for days since they'd seen land. Happiness and excitement filled Chelsea's heart. Her friend Mark was going to be waiting at the harbor for her. She missed his bright green eyes. She remembered when she last saw him. He was pale and his blonde hair always looked a little pale. They'd been best friends ever since Chelsea could remember. Mark never was good with people; he was so shy and young at heart. The day he left for Sunshine Island, he seemed sad in a way. It was like he was trying to tell her something important. It was an awkward encounter. Then she thought about his letter that she received about a week ago, it didn't sound like the Mark she knew; maybe he'd changed.
Dear Chelsea,
How's life in the city? Life on this little island is great! Well I'll cut the shit, I need you're help. Work on this farm is too hard for me to do alone. I received a letter from mom the other day, she said that if it becomes too hard I should come home. Chelsea, I don't want to come home. I love it here. I've met many new people and have made many new friends like this guy named Eric. I'm trying to run the farm, I really am. Even Eric's sister Natalie helps me every once in a while. I don't want my dad to think I'm a failure. Dad already thinks that my sister Claire is the most responsible since she moved to mineral town and married that Gray guy. Chelsea, all I want is for you to come help me for a couple months then you can leave, or stay if you want to. Just give the island a chance, for me.
Your Best friend in the ENTIRE world,
Mark
That night Chelsea had packed all of her things. She didn't even have to think twice. She didn't have to. Her dad didn't mind. Now, standing on the boat she was getting a little afraid. She thought 'what if no one likes me?' Chelsea pushed the negative thoughts from her head and looked to the positive 'there are bound to be some hot guys!' Speaking of which, she averted her gaze to man standing beside her…