My name is Antoinette and I live in this boring town called Zephyr Town. I hate being trapped in this town and not being able to be close to my mother. She lives in the city and is a famous fashion designer, but of course my father won't allow me to live in the city with her. I love the city, not to mention I loved fashion just as well as my mother. No, I don't really have any friends, waste of my time. I just merely have acquaintances towards people. I'm not a very social person.
I was now in my room, staring out my window, watching tiny rain droplets collide with my window.
My room had many different shades of blue. Blue was my favorite color after all. Heck, my hair is even blue! Dark blue, light blue, sky blue, I loved every single shade of blue...
"Antoinette," I heard my father call from another room.
My father's name is Claude and he's way too nice for his own good. It sickens me since so many people take advantage of him...
"What?" I questioned annoyed.
He entered my room and smiled sheepishly at me.
"There is this new farmer in town and he is at our doorstep at this very moment. I think you should introduce yourself to him. He is rather nice!" he exclaimed and I rolled my eyes.
Some farmer, eh? Like I care…
"Whatever. I don't care!" I told him coldly and he sighed while he tried to smile.
"Please Antoinette… This young man is waiting very patiently to meet you," my father stated and I sighed in defeat.
"Whatever…" I huffed and walked passed him.
I heard my father sighing happily from behind me and I continued to speed-walk towards the door.
Without any hesitation, I slammed the door open, almost hitting the farmer, and I looked at him with a fierce expression.
He had dark chocolate brown hair and his eyes were the same color as his hair. He wore this stupid looking blue hat that had a white feather attached to the side of it. The farmer was also wearing this black vest; along under it was a long sleeve red shirt. Lastly, he had blue jeans on and a rucksack on his back.
Wow, he looks like some immature farmer. I bet he will be super loud and annoying like Dirk…
"Hey," the farmer said, his voice was pretty calm, and he adjusted his hands into his pockets.
"Uh, hello…" I said awkwardly and avoided eye contact.
I just want to get this tiny introductory over with all ready…
"Name is Oliver. Yours?" he asked in that same calm voice and Oliver was looking right into my eyes, while a tiny smile formed on his face.
I scowled. Is he trying to be cool or something? How pathetic.
"It's Antoinette, I'll have you know…" I muttered, annoyed at his presence.
"Cool. Well, I'm the new farmer so-"
"Yeah I know already!" I interrupted rudely.
I didn't really care what he thought of me, considering I probably will never talk to him again once he leaves.
"Yeah, sorry, I shouldn't state things you already know..." he muttered and I scowled even more.
Is he trying to outsmart me or merely trying to mock me?
"Well, goodbye!" I said quickly, attempting to slam the door in his face, but he caught the door with a strong grip.
"What are you crazy?" I hissed angrily.
I saw a smirk form on his lips as I let go of the door.
"It's very rude to close a door on someone, I'll have you know."
I growled. "Well, it's not like you have anything important to say!"
His smirk grew even larger. "You don't know that."
My dark violet eyes instantly grew fierce as I stared at him. "Whatever. Go away already! You've only been talking to me for a matter of seconds and you are already annoying me!"
Oliver started to chuckle. "I guess that is a good thing, eh?"
My face was now boiling of anger and I yelled, "Jerk! Just leave me alone! Goodbye!"
I then had successfully slammed the door on him and I then heard him say from outside in a cocky tone, "Later."
I growled and I saw my father sitting down on the sofa with a puzzled expression on his face.
"Did everything go okay?" he asked in concern.
"Yeah, just dandy…" I told him sarcastically and I stomped angrily into my room.
…
A few days later was the bazaar and my father wanted me to go buy some goods there. I hope that annoying farmer won't be there, which he probably will be.
It was about noon and I was on my way to the bazaar. As I approached it, I saw that barely anyone was really there. I think it is so pathetic that this tiny bazaar is like a ghost town…
I suddenly saw a bunch of people rush by a certain direction, which was a rare sight to be seen at this bazaar.
In curiosity, I cautiously walked over towards the direction of where some of the people were going and my eyes widened at seeing a bunch of people lined up at that farmer's stand.
Looks like I was right, that idiotic farmer is here in this bazaar, and on his first day of the bazaar he was already receiving so many customers.
But how is he getting so many customers? He just started farming this week. This is clearly impossible!
His eyes suddenly locked with mine and he smirked.
"Want to buy anything or are you just going to continue to stare at me all day?" he asked me from his stand, still having that stupid smirk on his face.
I wasn't even staring at him! We just happened to lock eyes at the same time! That jerk!
"Not from you! And I wasn't staring at you, you idiot! We just happened to lock eyes at the same time, that's all!" I hissed coldly and I turned away.
While I walked away, I heard him chuckling from behind.
Stupid farmer…
The next day, I was sitting on the sofa, reading a fashion magazine, when my father suddenly entered the house.
"Hey, did you hear about Oliver? He got second place in the bazaar!" my father explained and my eyes grew big in shock.
What? How could that jerk possibly get in second place at his first time at the bazaar? It is somewhat impressing, but if he thinks he is going to get any praise from me, he has got another thing coming!
I got up, closed my eyes, and I said rudely, "I don't care. He just got lucky."
My father suddenly started to chuckle. "It seems you've taken some liking to this new arrival."
I literally was about to gag as I heard his words. Is he crazy?
"Like him? I hope you're being sarcastic!" I yelled and sprinted into my room.
Author Note: This story has been in my head for awhile now and I just had to type it. And, I got my computer back! My ex boyfriend actually hooked it up for me. Totally not awkward right? Haha.
Well, thank you for reading and I will update soon.
