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Everything. Freaking. Hurts.

That was the very first thought in my head the next morning. The antique analog clock shaped like a sunflower hanging next to the door read exactly six in the morning, yet the sun was already out and shining brightly through the window. That must have been what woke me up. In the back of my hazy mind, I told myself to remember to buy some dark curtains to cover the windows. I struggled to sit up, but my back was so stiff it took a lot more effort than it should have for someone my age.

Last night had wound down with another argument between me and Kasey on sleeping arrangements. It wasn't as loud or close to violence as the last one, but it ended with Ian rationally deciding to allow me and Angela to share the bed while he and Kasey threw down a few blankets and pillows to sleep on the floor. Logically, we should have had the better end of the deal, but the mattress was so old and worn-down, it was like laying on spikes. Needless to say, both of us had a hard time falling asleep. Angela went so far as to put her pillow under her and use my abdomen for her pillow. It didn't help me sleep better any, but she looked too helpless to not let her be comfortable for a while. I was nice like that.

I was so eager to get out of the torture device, that I didn't pay attention to where I put my feet until I felt one of them come down on something soft. To Kasey's credit, he simply let out a sharp gasp as opposed to shouting like I expected him to while cradling his injured hand.

"Geez, Lily. I know you don't like me, but you don't have to break my fingers in my sleep." He croaked, wincing a bit as he wiggled his fingers.

"Sorry." Wow, apologizing to Kasey. There's something I thought I'd never do.

Angela stirred behind me at the noise and rose. She groaned when she stretched her arms above her head, probably just as sore as me. "That was the most horrible night I've ever had to experience." She spoke miserably, crawling off the bed and trudging to the bathroom. I also got to my feet, more carefully this time, and headed towards the kitchenette. There was a tiny, old fridge next to the counter, but it more than likely wouldn't contain anything edible. After all, who knows how long it had been since anyone lived here? Being the curious person I was, I went ahead and opened it anyway.

Unsurprisingly, the door creaked like there was no tomorrow and felt like it would fall off the hinges at any moment. Like I had predicted, the fridge was empty except for a jar half-filled with a greenish-brown liquid. I was too scared to try and figure out what it was at the moment, so I closed the door, once again filling the house with its horrendous screeching.

"Okay! Okay! I'll tell you everything I know, just please make it stop!" Kasey yelled as he picked himself off the ground, rubbing his back with his good hand. He arched his back and I heard a few pops coming from him, followed by a relieved groan. I chuckled quietly at him and he ruffled my hair while passing by to inspect the kitchen too. "No food?"

I nodded. "Ian and I had planned to do some grocery shopping when we got here, but with four of us now, I'm not sure we'll have enough cash. I do still have some snacks left over from the ferry ride, though."

"I'm not so sure a bag of chips is my ideal breakfast," he said before taking a seat at the table and running his hands over his tired face. Soon after, Angela came back out of the bathroom with her hair brushed, sat down across from him, and laid her head down on top of her crossed arms.

"This is actually more comfortable than the bed," she mumbled sleepily.

At this point Ian had woken up too, obvious signs of pain etched on his face as well. He joined us at the table. "So we can all agree that we had the worst night of sleep of our lives, right?"

"Absolutely."

"For sure."

"Uh-huh."

"So, what's the plan for today?" Ian asked next as he looked to all of us.

Kasey spoke up with what we were all probably thinking. "Well, unless we plan to live off of snack cakes and pretzels for the rest of our lives, I suggest we head into town and see what's around."

"And how do you propose we pay for this?" I countered. "Like I said, Ian and I only brought enough money for the two of us, and even that was just a guess."

"Eh, we'll figure it out when we get there." Just another detestable facet to Kasey's personality: he never thinks anything through, and it usually ends with me or Ian getting caught up in something we'd have been much better off without. I open my mouth to protest again, but an uncharacteristically sharp look from Ian stops me. I guess even he can lose his patience when hungry.

Deciding to go along with Kasey's plan of looking for a restaurant or something in town, Angela and I took a change of clothes into the bathroom while Ian and Kasey stayed in the living room to change. Due to Kasey's limited wardrobe, he was forced to borrow one of Ian's outfits: a white shirt with red sleeves and a pair of blue cargo pants. He didn't mind the clothes themselves, but he was somewhat offput when he turned around and saw Ian wearing the exact same thing.

"Uh, Ian..."

"What?"

Kasey sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. It's not as if Ian was unintelligent, he's one of the smartest people I know by far, but he could be pretty blind in certain social situations.

"I could ask the reason why we're wearing the same thing right now, but I think I'd rather know why you have two of the same outfit."

"I like it."

Kasey stammered for a few seconds while he tried in vain to grasp his friend's logic. Giving up on that, he continued, "Okay, fair enough. But if you knew I was wearing this already, why did you choose to wear it at the exact same time?"

"I like it."

Angela and I walked out of the bathroom to see Kasey standing, mouth agape, in front of a very confused-looking Ian. Rather then my pajamas, I was now wearing an orange, button-up tanktop over a yellow t-shirt with black shorts under a dark pink skirt while Angela had chosen an old green sundress of mine. I'll admit it looked more fitting on her than it ever did on me. Ange had always been able to pull off more girly outfits then me.

"What's wrong with Kasey?" I asked, pointing a finger to him. "Besides the usual, that is."

Kasey came back to his senses with a shake of his head. "Nothing worth reliving," he said as he turned to face us girls. "You two ready to go?"

Angela skipped forward happily. "Yep! How do I look?" She ended with question with a twirl that sent the skirt billowing out around her.

Ian smiled at her while her brother just shrugged indifferently. "Fine, I guess," he told her. "It looks a little big on you, though." He must have felt the heat from my glare because he quickly turned to me with a look of fear. "That's not what I meant! You're taller than her is what I was saying!"

"Mmhm." I hummed sarcastically.

My brother took this opportunity to step in before Kasey said anything to make things worse. "It's pretty clear that extended conversation between the two of you can only lead to bad things, so I suggest we leave now."

And with that, the four of us stepped outside and started down the road that had brought us here from the port. With the town visible at the bottom of the hill, Angela brought up a question I had been waiting for.

"So...where are we exactly?"

I laughed once. "What, you didn't have time to grab a brochure before you hopped in with our luggage? Well, to answer your question, we're on the island of Castanet, and we're currently heading towards Harmonica Town."

"No offense, but why here of all places?" Kasey questioned. "Not that I don't dig the whole nature thing, but it's not what I expected when you told us you were moving away."

"Well, I've always liked the ocean, and Ian doesn't like big crowds, so we figured a small town on the coast would be perfect. Besides, we wanted a fresh start and this seemed like one of the best ways to do that."

Kasey snickered. "Yeah, our new place is about as 'fresh start' as it gets."

"This is such a pretty place, though," Angela sighed, looking up and watching sakura petals float in the air with the gentle spring breeze. We continued to walk down the dirt path until we hit concrete. The trip down had taken close to ten minutes, but we had finally arrived in Harmonica Town. When we had gotten off the boat, Ian and I had been so eager to see our house that we hadn't really taken the time to look around, so in a way, this was our first real visit.

The buildings here weren't boring black and grey colors like they were back in The City. They had a variety of blue, orange, pink, and green shops and houses that was very pleasing to the eye. The whole town was on a slope, and the buildings were more or less placed in three layers with scattered staircases and a small canal flowing out of a cave in the very center.

I was so overwhelmed by the sights, I almost didn't notice the smell of fresh-baked bread and sweets till Angela grabbed my arm after we passed by the town hall. "Look!" She pointed ahead of us at a pinkish building with a sign propped up against it displaying the specials of the day. The most appealing part of it, though, was the scents filling our noses and making our stomachs growl.

And so, without any signs of caring if someone might be watching us, the four of us made a mad dash for the Ocarina Inn.

We managed to collect ourselves somewhat for the sake of those who might be inside before opening the door. Hot air hit us fast, the smells of food so thick it alone could have made you full. The first person we saw was a petite girl that looked about the same age as Angela. She had orange hair with two cute braids on the side of her head and a bright pink waitress dress on. She blinked her blue eyes at us before realizing we were people she'd never met.

"Oh! Hiya! Welcome to the Ocarina Inn! You guys must be the newcomers." She giggled happily. "But I only remember seeing two of you get off the boat yesterday...oh well! I'm Maya, by the way!" She was so bright and positive you could almost see her glowing. "Table for four?"

She guided us over to a booth and we slid into it, Ian and I sharing a seat with Angela and Kasey sitting across from us. Maya left temporarily to get a notepad while we decided what to get.

"We should order the cheapest stuff," I said bluntly, flipping through the menu. "We have 2000 G, which is a pretty good amount, but we shouldn't blow it all on breakfast."

"The cheapest thing they have is 590 G and it's some kind of chips." Angela sighed, wrinkling her nose at the food. "Buckwheat chips, bleck. I don't even know what that is."

Ian groaned. "I was hoping for an omelet, but it would waste almost half of our money."

"Damn, this sucks," I added, fairly certain everyone else would agree.

Maya bounced back to us. She tilted her head to the side when she noticed how down we looked. "Aww, what's wrong?"

"We're still deciding what to eat without throwing our money out the window," Kasey muttered, snapping his menu shut and placing it on the table.

Maya giggled adorably again. "Don't worry about it! First meal's free!"

We all perked up at the word "free". "W-what?" Ian stuttered.

"Yeah! My mom and aunt said that you guys don't have to pay. Think of it as a Welcome-to-the-Island meal."

Wow, these people were much nicer then I had expected. No eatery in our hometown would even utter the word free unless a lawsuit was imminent. "T-thank you so much!" Angela gushed, looking about ready to cry. Kasey placed a hand on his shoulder to keep that from happening as we all scanned our menus once again with more eagerness.

A short time later, we all had hot meals laid out before us. It may have been somewhat tinted by the fact that we didn't have to pay for any of it, but it was the most delicious breakfast I'd had in a while.

With a face full of hotcakes, Kasey blurted out, "So where do we go after this?"

"Say it don't spray it," I grumbled irritably at him, flicking off a soggy flake from my cheek. "and I don't know. Where to next, bro?"

Setting down the fork used for his fried egg, Ian pulled out his map and looked over it. "I guess we could explore the town and get to know our new neighbors." He took notice of a clothing store that Angela would probably enjoy and a bar next door, making a mental note to keep Kasey away for as long as he could.

I ripped a hunk from my omelet and shoved it in my mouth. I swallowed before noticing Angela sitting in front of me without anything to eat, sipping her hot milk. "Ange, did you order anything?" I asked.

She nodded. "Yup, and here it is!" She clapped her hands excitedly as a good-sized bowl of strawberry ice cream was placed in front of her. The waitress giggled at the sight of how ridiculously cute she was. "I haven't had ice cream in forever!" She smiled, picking her spoon up and filling her mouth with the treat. I couldn't help but glance to Ian and Kasey in amusement. Only Angela would eat a bowl of ice cream for breakfast.

As Kasey put down his coffee mug, I could hear him mutter, "My little sis is gonna have diabetes by the time she's twenty." She elbowed him, but was smiling despite herself.

After we had finished breakfast, we thanked the owners, Jake and Coleen, and the cook, Yolanda, profusely. They told us that they were happy to have new young folk living here and to come back anytime. Now, we were outside the Inn deciding on our next course of action. Angela and I were sitting on the concrete wall in front of the eatery, watching the vast blue waves crash in the water, while Ian and Kasey looked over the map behind us.

"So...wow. You can't get this view back in The City." Angela whispered. I nodded in agreement.

"Well, you could try, but the water would be brown and there would be cigarette butts and trash floating in it." Angela and I both wrinkled our noses at the thought. "I do miss some things, though."

"I miss Muffy." Angela sighed.

"Who?"

"She was a barmaid back at the old bar Kasey went to. We would always talk when I was there and she'd help me take my idiot home if he passed out. I think she actually had a bit of a crush on him." She looked over to me. "Do you miss anyone?"

I sighed, a faint smile on my lips. "Well, I miss my parents. Also Kurt and Gwen." Memories of my childhood friends passed through my head, all our good times we spent together replaying like an old movie.

Angela giggled. "Oh I remember those two. They fought like a married couple. I hope they're doing alright."

"Alright, ladies, enough gossip," Kasey chided. We both glanced over our shoulders at Ian and Kasey walking down a flight of stairs. "We're gonna check out the bottom part of town. You two can start at the clinic and work your way up."

I rolled my eyes. "Alright, whatever. Have fun at the bar!" I called out teasingly. Ian froze up in his tracks. Kasey, who had also ceased walking, slowly turned his head to my brother.

"Bar? Did it just now appear or something? I didn't see it on the map."

My brother chuckled awkwardly. "Well...it's not like I purposely covered the picture with my hand or anything."

Kasey snatched the map from his friend's hand and stared intently until he found what he was looking for. "Oh hey, it's right downstairs. Come on, Ian." He latched onto Ian's arm and started to pull him towards the stairs.

"Thanks for nothing!" Ian screamed in my general direction right before disappearing from sight.