Chapter 1
"Watch where you're going!" the silver haired man yelled as he felt someone bump ibnto him.
"Sorry" the person who bumped into him, a young brunette girl responded meekly. The silver haired man shoved her aside barely looking at her as he continued walking towards his destination, as though nothing had happened. The girl, still feeling scared watched him as he walked away without another word.
Chelsea couldn't help but smile as she harvested her hig quality vegetables. She had grown them all by herself, without any help. After what felt like hours, she had finally harvested her whole field of crops. Hope it brings good money she thought to herself while staring at her hut of a house. Chelsea glanced at her watch, realizing it was no later than 12pm, she decided to pay a visit to one of her good friends. With spring in her step and a smile on her face as she began walking down the crooked dirt path.
There was a knock on the door and a muffled voice was heard. The young, raven haired heiress of the Regison Jewellery company looked up from her book. Reconizing her best friend's voice, she walked quickly, almost running towards the door. "Hold on a second Chelsea" Sabrina said softly but it was loud enough to be heard by the person on the other side of the wooden block. Opening the door, Sabrina politely welcomed her friend in, smiling.
"Hello Vaughn" the beautiful, honey blonde grl said in a too sweet voice that she knew would annoy her silver haired cousin. Vaughn just grunted in reply, with an annoyed expression on his face. Ignoring his gorgeous but annoying cousin, he headed towards the kitchen. Taking out a bottle of milk before he headed towards the barn. Sipping his milk as he brushed a cow like a boss while mumbling about how much he hated his cousin, Julia. Not long after, he heard the shop bell ring and Julia squeal, her loud, high-pitched squeal. He knew it was none other than her nerdy boyfriend visiting for the hundredth then heard more giggles and some nervous laughs. He wrinkled up his nose in disgust. Drinking the last of the milk remaining in the glass botttle, he thought to himself, I will never fall in love. Or so he thought.
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