*Hey! Well, this is my very first FanFic on this site, so please, please be nice to me...!
So anyways, I'm still figuring things out, like how to use this OpenOffice thinger, and I still need to expand my vocab a bit... so bear with me! Thanks to all you readers out there who are actually taking time out of their lives to read my first FanFic! Haha. I'll try not to disappoint, but reviews are always welcome..!! Thanks again, and off I go!!*
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All is Fair... in Love and War
~Prologue~
"Angie, you'll never be able to successfully run a farm. Why try when all that's ahead of you is failure?"
I can still remember the fresh smell of the ocean as if it were yesterday. The soft spring breeze that carried the smell of the ocean was the very same that pushed me along to my new home.
What could of possibly awaited me? A farm that hasn't even been touched yet, yes, but I couldn't help but wonder what was all about to happen to me in such a short time.
"I don't care. I'm going to try, mom. It's better then staying here, thats for sure."
As a nervous habit, I had begun to twirl my short hair around my finger, letting the strands become twisted and knotty. My lip was becoming numb, and it was only then that I realized that I was biting it. And rather hard too. The feeling had just began to return back to it when I began instinctively biting it again. I was thinking about the past. The past that was really only a few days back. God, that seemed to long ago.
"Alright, alright. But don't expect my sympathy for when you return hun."
I remembered the last few moments with my mother. The long fight we had, the short breaks in between, only to return to the topic a few minutes later after something silly triggered an outburst out of one of us.
I sighed to myself, watching from the bow of the boat that was now carrying me to the island. The island where I'd start my new life. Away from everyone I ever knew, away from the only boy I've ever loved, away from my mother.
I was so lost in thought that I never noticed the Captain of the ship slowly approach me from behind. Even his soft 'ahem' from a few feet away made me literally almost jump completely off the boat.
"Excuse me Miss Angela... but we are approaching Waffle Island," the captain had grumbled, polishing that little pipe of his. What was his name? Pascal I think.
Pascal was eying me with a look of concern. "You... goin' to be alright there, missy?" he managed to say as I gathered myself from what it looked like was a sudden attempt at suicide.
"Yes, sir," I rubbed the back of my head nervously, "uhm..." I searched for words to say, but Pascal spoke instead:
"We'll be arriving in about an hour," he still had that look of concern on his face, making me feel kinda stupid, like he thought I needed some sort of special help, "I suggest you be packing yer things up."
I smiled at him, and nodded slowly. "Yessir," I chimed quickly before dashing below deck to repack my things.
That was then, this is now.
End of Prologue
*Well guys? What do you think so far? I was debating with myself whether to make the prologue longer... but you guys understand whats happening right? Okay, in case I need to clear this up... YES her name is Angela, but her nickname is Angie, so you might see people calling her both names. Try not to get confused ;D
'sigh' Well I hope you enjoyed this so far, and if I get good reviews, I might write more!... Yeah, I'll probably write more whether you like it or not so DEAL =3*