So here's chapter four! Three uploads in a day! Yay!
Chapter Four
A week passed without much excitement. I got my door and windows fixed, thanks to my constant begging and Gannon's soft side. My field was cleared, mostly because Elliot and Natalie volunteered to help me. We got a new resident on the island. His name is Denny and he's a fisherman. Even I had to admit he was kind of cute. Other than that, nothing had changed on the island. I was still broke, had only one outfit to wear, and barely enough food not to starve to death. Of course, I wasn't going to admit that to anyone. I still had my pride.
I finger comb my chestnut colored hair before tying my red bandanna over it. I slid on my yellow tank top and orange over shirt before sliding on my shorts. I pulled on my red boots, and I was out the door with my rucksack in hand. I watered my little patch of turnip seeds before skipping off my farm and into town. All of the houses were complete, and they looked amazing compared to what they did look like. I waved to Natalie and Elliot before making my way into East Town. Gannon had smashed the ginormous rock that blocked the path the day after coming onto the island, and for that I was grateful.
I wasn't paying much attention, but when I looked up I saw Vaughn. I hadn't spoken more then five words to him since I splattered pain all over him, so this was my chance to redeem myself. He seemed agitated, looking around him with a sharp scowl plastered on his face. I walked up to him slowly, and I cleared my throat when I got close enough to the cowboy.
"What are you doing?" I asked in a small voice, trying not to make him mad at me.
He spun around to face me quickly, "Chelsea. What am I doing? None of your business." he said bitterly, shocking me into silence.
Denny, the fisherman, walked up to us with a confused look on his face, "... Huh? What's wrong?" he asked and Vaughn sighed angrily.
"Fine. I lost some of my work gear. But I'll take care of it." he told the man in a tight voice, not friendly at all.
Denny leaned closer to Vaughn, "What did you say?" he asked and Vaughn glowered at the fisherman.
"... Whatever. Just leave me alone." he spit out, ending the discussion completely.
Denny stared at him, astounded at his overwhelming anger, before responding, "... I see. Let's file that one under "my bad."
I watch Denny walk away before turning back to Vaughn. He speaks before I can, "What are you still doing here?" he asked, his voice a little less hostile than before.
I huffed, "I don't get your attitude. He was just trying to help you." I complained and Vaughn turned to glare at me.
"You don't have to get my attitude. Just go away." he ordered and I stood my ground.
"I'm still going to help you look for whatever you lost, because it's the right thing to do. We help our neighbors around here." I told him in a not so friendly tone of voice myself.
He huffed out a breath before shrugging, "... Fine. It's a box of my work gear. Why don't you look over there?" he instructed and I took a deep breath before walking over in the direction he pointed.
We looked everywhere. Behind trees, in plain sight, in hidden areas. Everywhere. We couldn't seem to find it. I was about to give up when I spotted a small box over behind a tree. I gasped and rushed over to it. I gasped as I tried to pick up the box, but it weighed a ton. What did he keep in there? Bricks?
"Vaughn! I think I found it!" I called out to him and he rushed over to me.
"Well, I'll be. That's it." he said to himself while bending over and picking it up easily.
I tried not to glare at him and he spoke again, "Phew. I'm glad you found it." he said in a remotely polite voice.
I shrugged, "No problem." I told him and he tugged at the brim of his hat.
"I could have found it myself, but... Thanks. I appreciate it." he thanked and I grinned at him.
"Don't mention it." I told him and he nodded.
"I have to get going. Bye." and he walked away, his work gear in hand.
I couldn't help but think about what an infuriating human being he was. He made me so angry with his negative attitude and cold exterior. I shook my head and prayed for the sorry women he ends up marrying. I made my way deeper into East Town and I stumbled upon Gannon making a bridge, one that lead to a meadow of some sort. I crinkled my brow and walked up to him.
"What are you making?" I inquired and he grinned at me while wiping sweat off his forehead.
"A bridge! What's it look like? It's gonna lead to an area where we can hold festivals! It's going to be so much fun!" he exclaimed, looking very much like a kid in a candy shop.
"Am I going to have to pay for this?" I asked and the bear man laughed at me.
"Of course not! I'm trying to be nice and fix all the bridges on the island. Unless you specially order one, then it will cost ya." he joked and I patted him on the shoulder.
"Not gonna happen." I told him and began to walk away.
He stopped me when he called out, "Hey, Chelsea. You're looking pretty pretty by the way."
I blushed under the weight of the compliment, "Thank you." I responded in a small voice and he grinned at me one last time before getting back to work.
See? Gannon wasn't all bite and no bark. I continued on my walk and I stumbled upon a building I had yet to see. I looked at the sign and it read: Cafe Sparks. I grinned before opening the door. The little bell on the door jingled, alerting a small woman standing behind the counter. She turned around to look at me and smiled when she saw that I might be customer material.
"Hello! Welcome to Cafe Sparks! The best Cafe within miles. How may I help you?" she asked, her voice skidding up three octaves as she spoke.
I leaned away from the onslaught of happiness, "Um, I don't have any money. I just wanted to see what this building was." I explained and her face fell.
"Oh. Well, this is my Cafe. If you aren't here to eat, might I suggest you-" she trailed on before she was cut off by the door slamming into the wall.
"Irene! How dare you steal my idea!" a man boomed while running into the little cafe, almost running me over.
I scoot out of the way in time and cower by the door, "Your idea? I was the one who found this island!" the woman named Irene yelled back at the man.
He laughed bitterly, "You were always the one to steal my ideas."
Irene scoffed, "Nick, you have such an imagination. It's really sad sometimes." she responded and the man stood there, dumbfounded.
"Me? I have the imagination? What about you." he asked before raising his voice to imitate Irene, "Welcome to Cafe Sparks! The best cafe within miles." he mocked before slipping back to his own voice, "Best cafe my ass."
Irene gasped, "Take that back!" she demanded and Nick laughed at her.
"Or what? What are you going to do?" he demanded and she chucked a handful of flour at the man's face.
I gasp as it flies and Nick does the same, "It's on now!" he said before imitating a battle cry.
Food flew left and right, smearing the walls and ceiling. I fell to the floor, on a mission to get to the door. Someone gabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet. I gasped as a pile of flour and a bucket of water hit me, but I kept up with the person. The door opened and I felt the night air settle around me. I look up into a pair of chocolate brown eyes.
Denny smiled down at me, also covered in mystery items, "Woah. That was awesome!" he exclaimed and I laughed.
"Look at us! We're covered in food." I complained while flinging a handful of curry off my shoulder.
We both look at each other and start dying laughing. We fall into each other, our sides heaving with almost silent laughter. It takes us a minute, but soon we both calm down.
"Come on. Let's go get this stuff off." he suggests and he takes my hand.
Before I could register what was happening, he was pulling me towards the beach. I followed him and we stopped just short of the water's edge, close to his home. I gave him a look, but he just grinned at me. He untied his bandanna he wore and placed it on the ground. Next came his shirt. I gasped as I saw his smooth skin and I looked away.
He laughed when he noticed my averted gaze, "What? Never seen a guy without his shirt before?" he mocked and I cleared my throat.
"No, I have. I just didn't want things to get awkward." I explained and he laughed again.
"It's only awkward if you make it that way. Now, come on and get it!" he yelled back to me while stomping into the water.
I took a deep breath. What was I even doing here? I could bathe in the river flowing next to my house in private, but here I was. I was with a boy who had just saved me, and was currently half naked. I took a deep breath and hesitated. Denny stopped swimming and looked back at the shore.
"You coming or not?" he yelled to me and I took another deep breath.
"Coming!" I answered him and retched my shirt over my head. Some times you have to live a little.
A/N: Yeah... So I'm changing the rating from T to M. I just have a feeling I'm going to have to. Leave me a review and tell me whatch think!