Author's note: OK I kept forgetting to put these up on the other chapters! Please don't laugh at me it's my first fanfic and I'm kind of new to all this! OK so this is chapter three and thanks to those who review! It means a lot to me!

I walked down from my farm into the town. Julia and I had arranged to meet at the new diner and have lunch. I looked at the ground as I walked. I didn't do this for any particular reason; it was how I always walked. People always said that it would be better to look up because then I could see where I was going but I felt that if I looked up I couldn't see if there was anything to trip over.

They were probably right though. As I was walking I smacked into someone who was also staring at the ground. I looked up sharply…and realised I had smacked into Vaughn.

"Sorry!" I yelped. "I'm so sorry, it's my fault, I didn't look where I was going, I'm sorry!"

Vaughn looked a little surprised at my outburst. "It's ok…don't worry," he muttered, gruffly.

I nodded. Vaughn looked at me. I felt a little awkward.

"So…uh…see you round," I muttered, blushing like a twit.

"Yeah," Vaughn muttered and walked away. I walked in the opposite direction. I think we both felt a bit relieved.

Julia was waiting for me outside the diner.

"Why are you blushing?" she asked.

"I'm not blushing," I said.

"You are!" Julia smirked. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

I scowled at the floor. Julia would never let this go until I told her.

"I bumped into Vaughn. Quite literally," I muttered.

Julia shrugged. "That's not so bad. Unless…" she gasped, "Oh my Goddess, do you fancy Vaughn?"

"No!" I spluttered. I probably looked as if someone had thrown three pounds of tomatoes in my face.

We walked into the diner and found Natalie ordering something at the counter.

"Hey Natalie," Julia said, dragging me over there. "Isn't Chelsea blushing?"

"Like hell," Natalie smirked. Okay, make that four pounds.

"Can we just order?" I growled. Julia and Natalie laughed.

Julia ordered noodles, Natalie and I ordered curry rice. We sat down at a table. I didn't say anything because I didn't want the conversation to go back to the whole Chelsea-bumped-into-Vaughn-I-bet-she-fancies-him thing.

"So Chelsea, when did you bump into Vaughn?" Natalie grinned. Crap.

"Sort of…uh…between your house and Julia's house," I muttered, staring at the table.

"Do you really fancy him?" Natalie giggled.

"No!" I snapped. Nick looked over in our direction.

"Sorry," Natalie said. "But seriously, what do you think of him? If you tell us, we'll tell you."

Julia looked nervous and slightly grossed out. I swallowed.

"Well he's kind of…quiet…and doesn't seem to like people…" I said.

Julia nodded. "He's quite anti-social."

"Do you think he's good-looking?" Natalie said, quietly.

I ducked my head so that my hair formed a curtain around my blush. "He's not ugly…I suppose he is…quite…" I said.

"Stop!" Julia said, sharply. Natalie and I looked at her.

"Do you fancy Vaughn?" I asked, grinning.

"No!" Julia said, looking thoroughly repulsed. "Look girlies, my mum likes to think of Vaughn as some kind of adoptive son and I think of him as my brother so this is kind of freaking me out!"

"Oh my Goddess, I bet you've seen him shirtless!" Natalie giggled.

I tried to spare Julia from losing her lunch and changed the subject. "So Julia, who do you like?"

Now it was Natalie's turn to look repulsed. "She and Elliot fancy each other like mad," she snorted.

Julia turned three shades of red. I was enjoying this!

"We're just friends!" she protested. "He just offered to help me out with work the other day, that's all!"

"Look, guys," I said. "How about we just finish lunch and embarrass and repulse each other afterward. That way we won't draw attention to ourselves over here."

We ate lunch and talked about our lives before we moved to the island. Julia had always been a country girl but Natalie and I had lived in the city.

We paid and walked out of the diner when Julia turned to Natalie and said, almost completely out of the blue: "So, if I end up with Elliot, Chelsea ends up with Vaughn, who will you end up with?"

Natalie and I both blushed. "I don't fancy Vaughn!" I shrieked at the same time Natalie said "I don't fancy anyone!"

Julia laughed. "OK OK," she giggled. We had just entered west town now and I jumped at the chance to escape. "Sorry guys but I have to finish work at the farm," I said, before walking away probably a bit too quickly. I could hear their giggles behind me.

Elliot suddenly walked out his house. "Oh, hey Chelsea," he said. "Are you OK?"

I nodded. "I'm fine. Julia and Natalie are over there," I told him.

Elliot thanked me and walked over to them and I walked up the little hill to my farm. I had made enough money to upgrade my house and had bought new furniture for it, including a dressing table with a large mirror and a computer. I was only a couple of hundred quid short of affording to build a bridge.

I went up to my bedroom and looked at the dressing table and the mirror. Then I had an idea.

I felt around under my bed and found my bag. I unzipped it and took out all my pictures and stuck them round the edge. They were of my family and friends who lived in the city. Then I thought. These "friends" hadn't emailed me or texted me or called me or anything since I moved out. They promised they would stay in touch and I hadn't heard a thing.

I took down half the pictures so it was just photos of me, Mum and Jake. I would take new pictures of people like Natalie and Julia and Elliot and everyone else who would come to the island and become friends with me. Maybe even Vaughn would be up there someday…