Chapter 2 : Vaughn

The sky began spitting out rain at me. God, what did I do to deserve this? First I'm promoted to some place called Sunshine Islands. Yay, more money. But this place is in the middle of no where. No TV, no computers, no nothing. The only bright side is that there is hardly anyone there, so maybe I won't get bothered all the time. I was promoted cause someone decided that they should become a farmer there. They need someone to deliver animals, right. So of course they had to choose Vaughn Davis.

I frowned as the rain kept getting harder. I should probably go inside but I just couldn't be bothered to. I hate rain. I mean who on this god damn planet actually likes the rain? If you dare raise your hand you won't get to see the next the next rain shower. I hate rain because it makes the world look silver. I hate when the world is colourful, I'd rather have a black and white world but my most hated colours are silver and purple. The colur of my hair and eyes. I mean, how many people do you know who have fucking purple eyes? And my hair makes me look 80. I'm only 24, for crying out loud!

The islands grew closer into view. I would be staying with my aunt and cousin. I sighed, thinking about them. I loved them both and they were fine but I still don't think they got the fact that I like being on my own.

Another reason why I didn't want to go to these islands is because it's where Sabrina was living. That girl was annoying beyond words. She was my girlfriend and unfortunately still is. I have tried countless times to break up with her but she won't listen. Her father doesn't like me so I don't know why he doesn't say 'Sabrina, break up with that asshole.' It hurts my head just thinking about it.

We were edging nearer and nearer to the islands. The town was illuminated by the moon since there was no street lights. I looked across the beach when my eyes landed on a small figure spinning around in the rain. What the hell? It was 9:30 now. And it was...raining. Sheesh, they'll catch a cold. Whoever it was had caught sight of the boat. They followed it with their head and then lost interest. They went back to spinning around. I could almost swear that it was a girl unless it was a gay guy with long hair. But if it's a girl why is she in the rain. Julia hates rain. Says it messes up her make-up. So why is this girl spinning around. Then I think to myself

Why do I care?

Because she'll catch a cold.

So? It's her fault, not mine.

You should at least warn her.

No. I wouldn't do it to anyone else.

Yeah, but you wouldn't leave a girl out in the rain, would you?

It's not like I told her to go out into the rain.

Yeah but if she faints, you'll have been the last one to have seen her so therefore it'll be your fault.

Fine! I'll tell her she'll catch a cold.

That's a good boy!

Shut up...

I sighed in defeat at the voices in my head. I walk on to the beach and head towards the town. Before I leave I turn and say to the girl "You'll catch a cold if you stay there." She whipped around in fear and saw me. She slowly walked towards me. I noticed she wasn't wearing any shoes. I saw some red boots and assumed they were hers. She stood in front of me and I got a better look at her.

She was quite small. She had straight brunette hair and had a red bandana wrapped around it. It was her face that caught me off guard though. I could see she wasn't wearing any make-up but her face was...flawless for lack of a better word. There were no scars or spots or blemishes at all. She had the biggest eyes I had ever seen. They were a dark shade of blue. Like really, really blue. They were beautiful.

She was staring at me too. Probably thinking how I was such a freak for having purple eyes. I scowled thinking about them. She stopped looking at me and looked at the ground. Whoops. "T-thanks for w-worrying about me. B-but I th-think I'll be f-fine..." She whispered stuttering some of the words. I'm not that scary, am I? She turned around and went back to face the sea. She was singing something to herself.

Nagayumi seoishi

Tsuki no sei

Yumeno nakayori

Machi worinu...

What? That song didn't make any sense. But somehow I felt relaxed. As if I didn't have a problem in the world... What? What the hell? That was so soppy. I can't belive I thought something like that. Of course I had problems. My life was just one big problem. My eyes were still on that weird girl though. She had begun to walk towards the sea. Then, still fully clothed, she walked right into the sea. She walked so it was reaching her knees. Then her waist. She then began swimming towards a rock in the water. When she reached it, she climbed up to the top. She took off her bandana and squeazed the water out of it. She then lay down and stared at the full moon. I was going to call out to her again but stopped myself. It was no longer my fault if she dies. Why was she out there anyway? Stupid girl...

...

Next morning, I woke up in an unfamilar room. I looked around. My Stenson was on top of a chair beside my bed with all my clothes folded up neatly. I then remembered the promotion, the ship, the rain and the weird girl. I sigh and get up. I go for a warm shower and put on my black jeans, black shirt, brown vest and my Stenson.

Downstairs, I'm the last person to wake up. Julia's already eating some toast and Mirabelle is behind the counter. I walk into the kitchen and take out some milk and porridge. Julia notices me and squeals.

"Vaughn!" She runs over and gives me a hug. I gently push her off.

"It's been forever! So glad you can stay!" Julia's alright but she's way to happy for someone at 6:30 in the morning.

"So, did you meet the new rancher?" I shook my head. I don't remember meeting any rancher.

"You'll have to. She's something else..." Julia seemed to go off in a daze.

I chuckled. "You're not a lesbian, are you Julia?"

She glared at me. "No! She's really weird, though."

The word weird made me think of the girl at the beach. I thought Sabrina was weird, that girl takes weird to the next level.

Julia giggled. "You're not allowed to have a crush on her 'till you meet her."

I shoot her my own deadly glare.

...

It was 1:30 and I was in the shop on my own. Julia had gone to have lunch with her annoying and weird friends. Mirabelle was out with Felicia. They left me in charge. That was smart. I'll probably scare off customers.

I was just sitting in the kitchen, doing nothing. I wanted to take a walk but I couldn't cause no one would be able to take care of the shop.

I was getting really bored now when I heard a small knock. It's a shop. You don't knock when you go into a shop. A small head popped around the door.

"H-hello?"

I sighed and walked into the shop. I gasped when I saw who it was.

It was the girl from yesterday. Her clothes were wet and I wondered if she fell asleep on the rock in the middle of the ocean. She reconized me to and her eyes grew in shock.

"U-umm... I came t-to buy a ch-chicken..."

"Why?"

She was obviously caught off guard by my question.

"O-oh...um.. I-I'm the n-new rancher..." She hung her head as if expecting me to give out to her. I just nodded and gestured for her to come outside to the barn. She looked up in confusion and then followed me.

I showed her to where the chickens were. Her face soften at the sight of all of the chicks. One came up to me and rubbed it's feathers against my leg. I could feel the corners of my lips twitch upwards. The girl looked around and her sight landed on a small chick.

"C-can I h-have that o-one?"

I was confused. "That one won't make you as much money as some of the bigger ones."

She looked at me with no paticular expression on her face. "S-so? I-it's the outcast a-and I feel s-sorry for it..."

I couldn't help but admire her. She was choosing the smallest chick because she felt if she didn't, no one would. She felt sorry for it.

"S-so...c-can I have i-it?" Why was she stuttering so much?

"Why do you stutter all the time. I'm not going to kill you." She looked as if I had shot her. She winced and hugged her arms.

"S-sorry... I-I'm just not g-good at talking to people..." She closed her eyes as if she thought I was going to hit her. When I didn't she opened one eye in confusion.

"Y-you're not going to hit me?" I shook my head.

"I'm not great around people either."

"Y-you mean other people have my d-disease?"

"It's not a disease. It's just something you're not good at. Everyone has something that they're not good at. Ours is socilizing."

"B-but, Mother told me I was a freak f-for not being able to talk t-to people..."

"Well, your mother was wrong. You're not a freak. You're just not good at talking."

She looked so confused. But then she turned and smiled softly at the chickens. "I'm a-always better with a-animals..."

"Me too."

She turned and looked at me.

I scowled a little. "They don't judge people..."

She looked at me with out any emotion on her face. Her blue eyes were dull. Her mouth was a small line. This girl challenged my own emotionless face. She the looked back at the chick. "S-so can I h-have it?" I walked into the pin and took out the smallest chick. I walked back and gave it to her. Her face lit up as the little chick snuggled into her hand.

"Do you know how to look after a chick? I don't want it dieing in a week."

She looked shocked. "I won't kill it! I was raised on a farm. I know how to look after a chick!" She looked so annoyed that even her stuttering had stopped.

I grunted. "I'm not saying you will. I'm just making sure." She just nodded.

"I'll drop it off later."

She nodded and began walking towards the door. She was about to leave when she turned around. "I-I never got your n-name."

"Vaughn."

"Chelsea."