Second chapter! Thanks so much for the reviews you guys!

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Julius's outfit in this chapter is his usual spring and summer attire but I'm going to try and make it a point to tell you the outfits they wear each day and for occasions that are special and all that goodness X3.

Now. On with the second chappie! ENJOY!

"Her name is Molly. Molly Progettare." My friend, Gill Hamilton, stated.

I sat across from him in his office, fiddling idly with my earring that was dangling from the way my head was tilted.

"Her last name is Italian. How delicious !" Gill rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Can you stop saying stuff like that Julius? It makes you seem-"

"Gay? Oh yes, I know. But I'm certainly not."

"Those highlights of yours say otherwise." He snorted. I shot him a glare and then smiled seductively, leaning over the table.

"If I were gay...would you like me to indulge in you?" Gill scooted back and grimaced.

"JULIUS!" He screamed.

"Ah, scream my name one more time for me." I gushed. I hated when people called me gay, but when Gill would start doubting my sexuality I would torture him with the gross feeling of being checked out by a guy. It's happened to me more than once...repulsive homosexuals!

"Okay, okay, okay! I'm sorry for going there again. I know you're not gay. Oh believe me, I know!"

"You must be talking about when we went to the club and you were coming back to the hotel room we rented and you came looking for me and then-"

"Please! Julius!" Gill stopped me mid-sentence. I sank back down into my chair with a satisfied smile and he straightened up in his seat.

"To continue where I left off at!" Gill said through clenched teeth.

"She sent in her information about a month ago. She seems to be from a very prestigious town and she wants to live here and run the ranch over in the abandoned farmland area."

"And this concerns me, why?" I asked him.

"Did you call me all the way down here just to tell me that we were getting a new farmer, Gill? Don't get me wrong, I simply love new arrivals, but I can meet the girl when she gets here." Gill gave me a smirk that meant he was about to reveal something big.

"What?"

"I thought that you would say that. So I left the best thing for last..."

"Which is..." I was slightly curious now.

He slapped the file down in front of me revealing a girl with curled in ends and burnt sienna eyes. I must admit, she had a cute smile.

"She's coming here for one gigantic reason apparently." Gill leaned forward a little.

"And what would that be?" I squinted my eyes at him, the curiosity killing me in my seat.

"She's aspiring to start her own label...a fashion label. Here." My eyes widened. Do my ears deceive me? Or did Gill just tell me that a woman from a very high class town wanted to come to this place to start a fashion label!

"She must be...crazy! Here?" I asked astonished.

"Yes. I know, isn't it the most hilarious thing you've ever heard?" Gill choked out in a very unprofessional tone.

"More like sad! That girl must have some reason to have come here of all places!"

"Well she did put a personal note in there. Father made it a required element of the folder for any new coming residents. Don't ask why. I haven't read it yet, thought I'd let you do that. That is...if you're interested."

I opened the file and found a paper with hand-written words on it. It was very elegant penman ship.

"It reads "I have decided to become part of this community for the soul reason of starting my life as a fashion designer. Most people will probably find it to be daring, risky, absurd, in other words, crazy."

"She's got that right." I grumbled, continuing to read.

"But I needed to come to a place where the girls were not only free to wear what they pleased, but also girls with different yet bold styles. That's basically all there needs to be said." I stopped and raised an eyebrow at the paper.

"And...when is this woman supposed to be coming to town?" I studied Gill's expression that seemed innocent. Which usually meant that it was most likely anything but.

"Today. The boat from her town left for here, oh, about two days ago."

"So you tell me now...alright, being this island's naturally talented style guru, I'm going to inspect this girl's style sense."

"I thought you would want to. That's why I made sure to tell you. Better hurry and make your appearance. Her boat should be back at anytime now."

"You're just wonderful Gill. I should kiss you for this information."

"Don't come near me with those lips of yours or else I'll use these desk scissors to make your sex fit your appearance."

"How violent, it just turns me on soooooooo much!"

"GET OUT!" Gill threw various things at me as I ran out his office and out of Town Hall.

"Best friends and he still can't get a joke. What can you do?" I murmured.

I looked up to see Pascal's boat closing in to the docks.

"Perfect timing!" I said happily and strode down to the docks.

"Pascal!" I yelled up to the older gentleman, now dropping anchor. He looked up surprised and then smiled when he spotted me.

"Aye! Julius! Come to meet the nice little lady?"

"I certainly have. I'm sure she requires an escort around the island."

Pascal's eyes glimmered with knowing.

"Suuuuuuure that's it. Whatever you say." He then gave out a hardy laugh.

"Perverted old seaman." I grumbled.

"Grrragh...The handle's stuck." Pascal said bewildered.

"Huh? Oh my, you can't be serious!" I called up to him.

"That's quite alright sir!" A proper lady's voice came from the boat.

'What a nice voi-'

"Miss Molly, don't be rash now!"

"MAKE WAY!" My thoughts were cut off by a swift figure jumping over the edge of the boat. It seemed to be a girl.

I watched as she made a dangerous landing on the deck. She gave a content sigh as she stood up and shielded her eyes against the scorching Summer sun, setting her luggage down momentarily.

"How gorgeous! Tanning season is at it's fullest here!" She exclaimed and smiled. She was shorter than me was the first thing I noticed. But the second thing I noticed made my eyes widen. I looked at her attire and I noticed that she was now eyeing mine. She adorned a soft neon orange short-sleeved jacket that was opened revealing a plain white camisole. She wore a pair of dark denim shorts that had 'L.A.Y.O.R' printed alongside the right thigh. I noticed it was also printed along the breast of her orange jacket. She had suspenders that hung limply around her waist and I noticed the jacket was hanging loosely off of her revealing a white bra strap. Her shoes were the same orange and were flip flops that had squares with hearts inside of them running along the strap of it.

I looked back up at her as she looked back up at me.

"What are you wearing?" I asked her.

'This is a designer?'

She looked angrily up at me.

"What am I wearing? Something that I like to call L.A.Y.O.R my good friend! Cute, right?"

"Layer? You mean like how you have none to cover yourself up with?" I spat at her.

"It's hot out!" She protested.

"Besides! What's up with your outfit?" She countered.

"Are you insulting my fashion sense?"

"Are you insulting my fashion sense!" She became red in the face.

"If you can call that fashion let alone if it has any sense!" She was taken aback by that remark.

"It is fashion! It's part of my Summer collection for girls! And I don't think you have the right to talk to me about my style choices!" She screamed looking me up and down.

"This is an elegant Summer style!" I gestured down to my long sleeved light and dark purple striped long jacket, with matching shirt, red jeans with chains attached, and my platform heels.

"You look like you're burning up in that get up!"

"Oh honey that's just my looks. I'm too hot for my own good." I smiled at her cheekily which must have sent her over the edge.

"I DIDN'T COME TO THIS ISLAND TO FIGHT WITH SOME FASHION DISASTER! MOVE IT!" She picked up her luggage and I felt a twinge of anger rise up to my throat.

"I'm the fashion disaster? What you're wearing is just distasteful!" She gasped in pure horror as she glanced down at herself. I smirked in victory.

"Julius! Is Miss Molly alright?" Pascal came bounding down the steps in a panic.

"She's fine." I gave him a nod and looked back at the girl.

"So-"

"I can't believe this!" She cut me off looking at the ground.

"What now? You can't believe I'm right? None of the girls here would wear that you know. Oh, don't worry dear. I'm sure with a little tweaking-"

"I can't believe that you just said that!" She looked at me with angry eyes.

"I-I'll show you! This isn't even the best of my stuff! This is just the lounging wear! I'll show you what I can do! You and your bad fashion sense!" She stared at me with those reddened brown eyes of hers, anger seething in them. I was completely perplexed by her challenge.

"Oh. Ms. Progettare, I'm here to take you-"

"Don't bother I have a map!" She pushed past a very confused looking Gill who gave me an irritated glare.

"What. Did. You. DO!" He yelled.

"She was the one who came here with bad taste claiming to be a designer..." I mumbled.

"Great! Just great, Julius! You already have the new resident in a bad mood! Now I'm going to have to deal with whatever she does in her fit of rage."

"I hear you and I assure you that's she's probably just going to her new house to sob into her pillow for a few hours."

"Julius!"

"I wonder what they have over at Sonata Tailoring today."

"JULIUS!" Gill yelled angrily as I walked over to the tailor shop.

~~~~*Molly's POV*~~~~

"What was wrong with that Julius character!" I shouted angrily as I headed over to the spot marked on my map I had received after sending in the down payments on the house.

I looked up as I neared the spot and noticed the house that I was going to be living in. My mouth fell open with shock. I knew it was a wreck but I didn't think it would look so bad! The barn and coop were in equally bad condition. I groaned.

This image wasn't helping my inspiration at all!

I glanced up and saw the beautiful Garmon Mountains. The highest peak looked absolutely stunning from this angle.

"A beautiful majesty." I murmured. I didn't just make "hoodlum clothes" you see. Anything that I see can inspire a new design. There was L.A.Y.O.R street. L.A.Y.O.R casual. L.A.Y.O.R sexy. Anything could inspire me to make something new. That's why I needed girls with different styles and that weren't afraid to flaunt their good points. Who better than island girls? They were always interesting. With a sigh, I pulled out the keys I had received in the mail with my map and entered my new home. The interior looked considerably better than the outside of the house. I smiled at that fact at least.

"I should unpack before going out to meet everyone..." I sighed, going into the next room to check out the house. The house was split up like this.

Door to the bedroom on the top right corner of the living room which is the first room you're in. Door to the bathroom a yard away from the door to the bedroom on it's right. Washer and dryer room right next to the bathroom (convenience points!). The kitchen area connected to the living room area. Dining table on the far left side of the kitchen area. The bedroom already had a dresser and a bed. The living room area had one very dingy brown sofa and behind the sofa was a bookshelf with a few books there already. There was a tool box with old tools already provided in them. A phone had been put in the corner of the living room area on the right. It was okay for living in, but I was going to need to flare it up after I got situated.

I began unpacking the one out of three bags of luggage that contained my clothes which were all products of my hard work. From working clothes, to going out clothes, to lingerie. I folded them up and placed them in my dresser. It was okay because I didn't have anything like a fancy dress or anything.

I then began setting up a place for my sewing machine, I'd have to get a design studio desk later for my stuff. I got out my designing tools and laid them out on the kitchen table neatly and the other luggage bag contained the cloths and fabrics I had brought from home. I would need to make new clothes sooner or later. I could also shop around at the the local tailor shop but that's only if I saw something really cute! I laid the fabrics gently over the couch. It made the couch look much nicer so it would be where they would stay for now.

"All done!" I stretched and walked out into the warm Summer beams. Closing and locking my door behind me. I looked towards the trail to the Flute Fields district.

"Might as well check those lands out first. I need to see where I can by some silk worms and sheep!" I smiled as I trudged down the path.

Introductions will all be held in the next chapter. Julius seems to be an arrogant fashion diva. Dear me, what ever shall we do with him? XD. Please review and tell me what you think!