"Celeste!" Pascal shouted. I turned around blinking. "I think we're headed towards a storm" He said taking my hand and leading me towards the cabins. The boat suddenly lurched to one side. A scream was torn from my throat as I fell over to the side of the boat, ramming against the railing. "Pascal!" I wailed, "Pascal help!". I pulled myself up with the railing, wondering about the rain, and how it was so sudden... I jerked upward as thunder crashed in the distance. I took in a shuddering breath. I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm-"falling!" I screamed as the wind gusted me over the railing, and I plungeed into the icy water. I went rigid. It was so cold! I opened my eyes quickly. My lungs burned for air. I kicked my legs as hard as I could. Finally my head broke the surface of the water. I gulped in air, thrashing to stay up. "Celeste! Stay calm! We'll find you!" Pascal shouted. Stay calm! He was kidding, right? I was cold! And wet! And tired! And barely above water! I felt a warm tear ride down my cheek. I guessed this was the end...
I felt big warm hands push against my stomach, causing me to cough up some water. My eyes shot open as I took a deep breath. My hand flew to my mouth, tears of relief flowing down my cheeks freely. I was alive! YAY! I was soon shaking with releived sobs. I felt warm arms wrap around me. "shhh" an unfamiliar voice soothed. I layed my head into the boy's chest(What can I say? It was warm...). I absently realized I was on a beach. And I was alive so the man must have saved me (mouth to mouth?). I sniffled, wiping my eyes, and looked up at the boy. I tried not to gape, I really did, but I failed The boy had honey blonde hair, swept over a perfectly coloured blue eye (like Elijah Wood's if you know him). "Hello" he stared at me intensly,"Who are you?". "Celeste" I rasped, not recognizing my own voice. I looked around. Beach. I was surrounded by lots and lots of beach. "You washed up here on Waffle Island." Why did that sound so familiar? "Celeste!" Speaking of familiar... I watched Pascal run up to me."You're alive! Tadase? Did you save Celeste?" Pascal asked, panting. The boy(Tadase?),nodded, blushing (... Mouth to mouth...). Tadase, that's a pretty name... "Well Celeste, here is were you are gonna be living" Pascal said, interupting my thoughts. I tried to stand up, but my legs went all jello-y (is that a word?), so I fell down gracefully on my butt. It takes talent to fall gracefully (XD). "I'll help you!". Before I could argue Tadase draped my arm over his shoulder. He smiled sweetly at me. I made a mad face at him (He so deserved it!). I didn'twant to look fragile, ya know? He laughed at my puthetic mad face. His laugh sure was pretty... WTF! I was joking back there, heh-heh.
Half way to town I could walk on my own, so I did. (triumphant!). The town was quaint but cozy. The moment I strode onto the path, a chubby man saw me, and came runningover. "You must be the new rancher! Celeste, right?" The man said excitedly, his flubber bouncing. I nodded."My name is Mayor Hamilton! Welcome to Waffle Island!". Wow, Waffle Island... I like it already! My special power kicked in there. Well, I guess it's not a power, but I like to guess how people will die. Usually, I am way off, but whatever. Mayor Hamilton is going to be murdered by crazed police officer, after he stole their donuts. Yup. Tadase is going to eat a poisonous banana (I told him not too...), and Pascal will drown, after being pushed off a boat by a jealous X-wife. I know these things, trust me! "You must meet my son!" Hamilton grabbed my hand, pulling me up some stairs. I mouthed "Help me!" to Tadase, who smirked and shook his head. I glared at him. If looks could kill! "Gill! Meet the new rancher, Celeste" I waved sheepishly. A boy stood before me, light blonde hair, swept bangs, clear blue eyes (and considerably large thighs...). "Whatever" he said giving a hair flip. He is gay. For sure. Gay. He will be pushed off a bridge, mysteriously*evil smile*. I clenched my fist. I gave a little harrumph and twirled around, wishing I had longer hair so I could whack him with it. I stormed down the stairs. Tadase met me at the bottom,"That looks like it went well". I tripped him. "Stupid pretty boy" I muttered. Tadase faked a hurt look,"Are you talking about me?". You wish. Hamilton probably wanted me to be Gill's friend. NEVAH!