Hidden Flower

by XxkanakaxX

Rewrite of the original After fathers death Chelsea has to go to Sunshine Island and take over her father ranch but she cant be Chelsea or she will she run out for Sunshine Island do not allow female ranchers since the sinking of all there islands. But what will she do when she falls for a certain quite sales man, and when Mirabelle's daughter falls for Mark her male persona?

Chelsea's POV

Spring 3 Year XXXX

I had always hated sailing, being in out in the middle of nowhere in a confined space made me paranoid. I sighed and held on to the rail on the boats deck trying to find my balance. The crew members on board giving me dirty looks, I was just cargo to them nothing more. I walked, or more like wobbled, my way to my room where I could hide in peace, my whole existence bothered the ship crew. They had to give me a whole room which could have been use for actual cargo but instead was given to me as a make shift room. It wasn't that great of a room anyway, it had a bed, a wooded desk and chair not something I could call home.

I decided to read more of my family's journals about the place I was headed; I sat on the wooden chair calming my stomach. I looked on one of the journal my father had left me and began to read the passage in which I was on:

Many blame the earthquakes for the sinking of the island, but I know the truth. The harvest goddess was jealous of my mother beauty. My mother was beautiful and kind she help everyone she could possible help, she was faithful to the goddess even after her banishment by the other villagers. Now they all look at me with hate filled eyes, they had forbidden female ranchers to set up ranches here; they believe that if the goddess is not tested again there island will not sink. There wrong, the goddess forgives no one. She will strike down anyone who she believes will get greater attention than her.

My poor mother she never returned to the dreadful island but I had to I had to show these coward that the Goddess cannot control you. The Goddess will pay for she did, I will make sure that she does is it's the last thing I do on this earth.

I shut the journal closed. The man that wrote this is now long gone but the law is still the same in the Sunshine Islands. He alone was able to raise the rest of the Islands with the help of the Witch Princesses. I have read his journals over and over again and from my understanding his mother, my ancestor, was banished from the island because the people of the island looked upon her more than the Goddess for she would help them in any way she could, but then the Goddess became jealous of the woman and sunk the Island in a fit of rage. Later my ancestors' son came back and restored peace, but the law that keeps female ranchers out of the islands still stands to this day.

"Land!" yelled one of the crew mates as the other echoed it throughout the boat. I was finally here. Putting the book in my bag I glanced on my reflection on the small porthole that looked on to the sea. My hair, once beautifully long and honey brown was now cut in a spike mess, the brown wa no longer there it had been replaced by blonde. My blue eyes stared back at me filled with hope and fear. I knew that if I got caught I would be banished or even worst killed. But there was no one that could keep me from coming back here and taking what my father had left me in his death bed. I changed into blue jean overalls, a white undershirt, orange scarf, and brown jacket. Graving my trunk I began to put on my working gloves, dreading what awaited me at the end of the boat ride.