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Chapter 7

Am I Jealous? No Way!

"Chelsea, are you sure this is safe?"

"Of course it is! I've done it before."

"Ya, but whenever you do something, you always end up injured."

"Aw shucks."

"Ouch! You did that on purpose!"

"Yes, I did, now stop acting like a baby." If you're wondering who yelled it was Mark. Like I mentioned before, I was going to teach him how to ride my horse. Unfortunately, a week has passed since I said that. Mark had to leave the island for reasons I have no idea, and when he got back, Julia apparently had to have me help her pick out this outfit, so that was delayed. Vaughn left to go to work. He screamed because I accidently, (purposely) tightened the saddle too tight, which meant, Mark may have been saddle-burned. Oh well, not my problem.

"Are you sure your horse won't kill me?" Mark asked cautiously. I pondered this.

"I'm fifty percent sure." I said. Mark gulped and held onto the reins tighter.

"Oh relax; Alex is a good horse once he warms up to you. You did pretty good getting on the horse." Yea h right. Alex kept walking away from Mark and when he'd get close to getting on, Alex would buck him off. Let's just say, he's going to be pretty bruised when he wakes up. I moved in front of Alex, while Mark cowered. Our two puppies were sitting there watching as the scene unfolded.

"How far are we going to go?" Mark asked.

"Just around the island." I grabbed the other set of reins and steered him into town. Mirabelle and Felecia were standing by the well most likely gossiping. We waved to them as we passed by. We walked to the E. Town. It was pretty fun because everyone was giving us weird looks.

"Hey Chelsea, I think I can handle it from now." Mark said.

"Are you sure?" I said. He gave me thumbs up. I let go of the reins and I think that was a bad idea. As soon as I let go, Alex took off. I cursed bitterly. I started running after the horse. Mark was holding on for dear life. It was getting hard to keep up. My horse suddenly took a sharp turn and ran the other direction. We emerged into and my horse started heading for the beach. There was a boat and a cowboy getting off it. He saw Mark and glared.

"Hey Vaughn, a little help here?" I said hopefully. Vaughn marched down the dock stairs.

"Thank you for sailing with us! Have a good day!" An overly peppy woman said. She needs to lay off the coffee.

"Yeah yeah, Krystal, it's not like we'll never see each other again. I'll only be here for a couple days," Vaughn angrily said. Krystal nodded her head happily. Vaughn dropped his suitcase on the beach and stood in the way of the charging horse. As I expected, Alex stopped. Mark flew off the horse. Luckily, he landed on his feet in the most amazing post. I was breathing hard. Vaughn just had a glare on his pale face and his muscular arms crossed. I walked up to Vaughn and rested a hand on his shoulder. Vaughn looked at my hand and at me.

"Are you tired?" He said. I glared at him. He should know perfectly well that I'm tired.

"No, of course not. I do this all the time to my friends," I said. Vaughn rolled his beautiful eyes. I seriously felt like I was getting lost in his eyes. Vaughn went over to my horse.

"Hey Farm Boy, what did you do to the horse to make him angry?" Vaughn said. Mark regained his composure and walked over to Vaughn.

"I didn't do anything to the horse, Old Man. Maybe when it saw your ugly face, it didn't want to touch you," Mark said. And this is where it starts. Vaughn walked over to me and handed me the reins.

"Shut up, Blondie."

"Make me, Old Man," Mark moved closer to Vaughn. My second job started right now. I moved in between the grown men.

"Okay guys, break it up. Mark take Alex back to my farm and Vaughn go grab your suitcase," I said. Neither men moved, Mark kept smirking and Vaughn kept glaring. I started getting impatient. "Now, you guys!" Vaughn threw another glare at Mark before walking over to his suitcase. Mark grabbed my horse reins. Next he did the most unexpected thing: he hugged me. I blushed because I was feeling embarrassed. Mark threw a look at Vaughn and walked towards my ranch. Vaughn was gripping his suitcase rather tightly.

"How can you put up with him?" Vaughn said. I walked over to Vaughn's side.

"Who Mark? Well, he's pretty fun to hang around once you get to know him. After all, first impressions do count. I do recall, your first impression wasn't too friendly," I said. Vaughn glared at me.

"Yeah, whatever." I looked up at Vaughn. He looked down at me with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"I missed you. The island was getting boring because I had nobody to argue with constantly." Vaughn snorted and started walking towards Mirabelle's place. Satisfied, I walked to the twins place. Taro was out, which is unusual because the old man spends most of his time complaining about his bones and telling weather forecasts, if I may add are always right. Except that day when I was over at Witch Princess's house and she messed with the weather as a joke on the old. Natalie and Elliot were sitting at the table with cards in hand. They both had their eyes narrowed. I thought they were playing a really complex game.

"Got any three's?" Natalie asked. And there goes my thought. Elliot sighed.

"Go Fish," he said.

"You guys must have nothing to do." I said. The twins jumped.

"Chelsea, when did you come in?" They both said at the exact same time. I crossed my arms and smirked.

"You seriously didn't know that I came in? Cool, I can check off on my checklist, 'Complete the Ninja Way,'," I said. The twins sighed and cleaned up their game. Natalie stood up and went to the fridge. She opened the fridge and brought out some grape juice out. Natalie poured the juice into three glasses. She brought the glasses over to the table.

"Okay, so why are you here?" Elliot said. I took a sip of the juice.

"Well, I thought you guys would like some company. Well, more of Natalie because she's an anti-social loner," I said. Elliot started laughing and Natalie glared at me.

"Oh and you're not?" Natalie said.

"I am not anti-social because I socialize with all the islanders," I said. Natalie stuck her tongue out at me. Elliot chuckled. Natalie picked up her juice and started drinking it. Elliot did the same.

"So I here Vaughn came back on the island?" Natalie said. Elliot grabbed his juice and headed for the door. Natalie and I looked at him confused.

"If you're going to talk about boys then I'm leaving," Elliot said. He opened the door and left with the grape juice. I laughed and Natalie rolled her eyes.

"Aren't you guy's friends or something? Last time I talked to him, he nearly bit my head off," Natalie exclaimed. I took another sip of my drink.

"I guess Vaughn and I are friends. He doesn't glare at me as much anymore. We hang out sometimes. I guess you can call us friends," I said. Natalie gulped down the rest of her juice, as did I.

"Does Chelsea like Vaughn?" Natalie said. I widened my eyes.

"There is no way I'd like that idiotic cowboy." Natalie just smirked. I gave her an uncertain look.

"Do you want to go to Mirabelle's house?" Natalie said. I stood up and made my way to the door.

"Is that really a question?" I said. Natalie followed me out the door. It was a good thing that Mirabelle's house wasn't far from Taro's. We both walked into the shop. To my surprise, Julia was reading a book. Yes, I said a book, not a magazine, a book. Natalie and I were shocked. Julia, of course, looked at us like there wasn't a care in the world.

"Hey Natalie, hi Chelsea, just the two girls I wanted to see." Julia said closing her book. I got a chance to see the front cover. The book was called The Witch of Blackbird Pond. We took a seat on the couch.

"What did you want to talk to us about?" I said. Julia dramatically sighed.

"Well, I was in the shower and I got this really good idea. Why don't all of us ladies on the island go to the city? Not including Felecia and my mom because mom has to hold up the shop and Felecia goes to the city once in a while so she's out of it. What do you think?" Julia said. Natalie laid down on my lap and I put my hands on her head.

"You want all the girls on the island to go to the city?" I said. Natalie huffed. Julia nodded her head rapidly. I looked at Natalie. Her chocolate brown eyes had a mischief look to them. I don't like that look in her eyes.

"Sure, I'll go," Natalie said. I nodded my head. Julia stood up and threw her arms around my neck and then hugged Natalie.

"Thank you guys so much!" Julia said. She ran into Vaughn's room.

"Vaughny put a shirt on! We have guests!" Julia said cheerfully.

"Julia, get out of my room! It's not like your friends are going to come into your room!" Vaughn yelled. There was silence and Vaughn kind of grunted and kind of sighed. He walked out of his room barefoot with black pants on and a black T-shirt on. His cowboy hat was on his head and a scowl was nestled on his face. He looked so angry. Well, with Julia as a cousin I could understand. He walked over to the chair next to the couch and sat down. Julia came back out with a gray laptop in her hands. Vaughn looked up and rolled his eyes.

"Why do you have my laptop Julia?" He said. Julia plopped down on the chair identical to the one Vaughn was siting.

"Well, I am a girl," she said. I got up, which caused Natalie to protest.

"Ow, that hurt!" Natalie said. I walked over to Vaughn.

"What do you want, Hobo?" He said. I tried pulling him up. I guess he helped me out because he stood up. It wasn't really fun because Vaughn hovered over me. He looked down at me and I put my hands on my hips.

"You are tall. You are very tall." I said.

"You are small, very small. Why did you want to pull me up?" He said. I pushed him to his boots.

"Now Cowboy, you should go out. You should go out and do whatever cowboys do. We are having girl talk," I said. Vaughn looked at me strangely, but he did listen to me. He put on his boots and walked out the door.

"Wow, you got Vaughn to listen to you. He must like you somehow," Julia said.

"Nah, I think I'm just so persuasive," I said. Natalie rolled her eyes. I went to the chair where Vaughn was sitting. Julia turned the laptop around.

"I just emailed Lanna and Sabrina about the city," Julia said. I stretched out my arms and scratched my arm. Julia put the laptop on the table and moved to the kitchen.

"Okay ladies, since I can't cook for my life. Chelsea can you make me some cookies?" Julia said. Just in time, Mirabelle walked through the door. I clapped my hands together.

"Well, Mirabelle is here now and she can bake you cookies." I said. I walked to the door and looked back at Natalie. "You coming Natalie?"

"Nah, I'm going to chill back here and take a nap," Natalie said. I rolled my eyes and walked out the door. Being my curious self, I went to go visit Sabrina. I wanted a tour of her house because it is pretty big. I walked over to her house and was about to knock on the door, but I heard a voice.

"Vaughn you're so funny," a shy voice said. I turned around and saw Sabrina holding onto Vaughn's arm. Vaughn looked pained.

"I really didn't say anything funny," he said. I don't know what happened, but I felt angry. I could feel my body tense up. Vaughn glanced over at me and his face changed into emotionless. I marched over to them.

"So Vaughn you got yourself a girlfriend? Good for you, now you're probably not going to be such an emotionless cowboy," I said. I turned on my heel and stormed to the meadow. I thought I heard somebody call my name. When I got to the meadow, I plopped down on the grass. I pulled my knee to my chest and stuck out my other leg. I closed my eyes and rested my head onto my knee. This is pretty peaceful. The sun was beating down on my head. I took off my bandana and removed the picture from my bandana. It was a picture of Molly and I. She was teaching me how to cook. My first dish was some eggs. I always watched her when she cooked ever since I was two. She taught me how to cook when I turned five. Molly said they were the best eggs she ever tasted. From that point on, I made her eggs and new dishes. It was fun. I put the picture back in my bandana and put the bandana back on my head.

"You seem troubled." I turned around and saw Denny with his fishing rod in his hand.

"Hey Denny, haven't seen you in a while," I said. Denny took a seat next to me. He reached into his bag and gave me a cookie . He handed it to me.

"I thought this might make you happy," Denny said. "I heard you yelling at Vaughn." I took a bite and rolled my eyes.

"You thought right. I didn't exactly yell at him," I said.

"Why did you yell at the cowboy?" Denny said fixing his fishing rod.

"I don't exactly know. Something just made me snap at him," I said. Denny put an arm around my shoulder. I rested my head on his shoulder.

"Sounds like someone's bi-polar." I punched him in the shoulder and he laughed. The freaky thing is Denny didn't smell like fish.

"Oh shut up! Anyway, you don't smell like fish. Why is that?" I said. Denny looked down at me and smiled.

"I do take showers you do realize that," he said. I rolled my eyes. Denny was like a brother to me. An older one of course. I may be the youngest adult on the island. Denny gave me a half-hug and stood up.

"Why you leaving?" I said. Denny rubbed the back of his head.

"Well-," he didn't get to finish.

"DENNY!" Denny and I both turned towards the meadow entrance and saw Lanna, and she didn't look to happy. She stormed over to us.

"Hey L-Lanna, how have you been?" Denny stuttered.

"Save it! You were supposed to meet me a half hour ago at my house for dinner!" She shrieked. Now that I look at her, I do see that she's wearing a brown dress and flats.

"Hey Lanna." I said. Her expression turned calm.

"Hi Chelsea! How have you been?" She said.

"Been doing well." Her expression went back to angry. She grabbed Denny's ear and marched him to her house. The fisherman yelped and complained as she walked away. I crammed the rest of my cookie in my mouth and went home to start packing for the city.