Sorry if this chapter isn't great... I've been super busy with tons of homework! Plus, I have to find a date for Sadies :) Anyways, I hope you enjoy the chapter!

I do not own Harvest Moon


"I'm tired!" Natalie complained as she fell onto Chelsea's bed, "Owwww! What the heck is this thing made out of, brick?"

"Get back to work Nat! Don't make me come over there and kick your butt" Julia threatened, waving her feather duster.

That afternoon, Chelsea had rounded up her two closest friends to clean and tidy her house. Together, they had succeeded in dusting all the furniture, applying new wallpaper, vacuuming the grimy carpets, and helped Gannon install an updated kitchen because she recently expanded her home.

Chelsea was about to criticize Natalie about the importance of hard work but was interrupted by a knock at her door. Chelsea put down her cleaning utensil and opened the door to see a very excited Lanna.

"Hey Chelsea" Lanna said and grabbed her arm, "You've got to see the new islander right now, he's gorgeous! Julia and Natalie can come too."

Lanna dragged a very disgruntled Chelsea, who dragged a giddy Julia, who dragged an indifferent Natalie. All the way to the dock, Chelsea grumbled about how this was 'a waste of time' and how 'I could be cleaning my house right now' and Julia was reapplying her makeup.

"There he is" Lanna shouted as they approached the docks, "Hey Mark, meet the islander's farmer."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Mark" the stranger said and extended his hand.

"Ditto! I'm Chelsea" she said with a genuine smile, despite her lack of interest at first.

"Didn't I tell you he was gorgeous?" Lanna whispered into Chelsea's ear.

Indeed, Mark was gorgeous. His emerald green eyes glistened with excitement and reflected his craving for adventure. Thick blonde hair poked out from underneath his faded, blue baseball cap. Honestly, Chelsea had no idea why he was on these islands. In the city, he could have made a fortune by working as an Abercrombie and Fitch model!

"These are my friends Julia and Natalie" she gestured to them, but they were nowhere to be found, "umm, well they were he a minute ago…" Chelsea said sheepishly.

"They took off with Lanna as soon as you introduced yourself" he said with a chuckle.

"Why don't I show you around the islands Mark?" Chelsea suggested.

"That sounds great, can we head to the inn first. I should probably check in right now" he added.

"Sure" Chelsea said and led the way.

They walked in a comfortable silence until they arrived at the inn. Mark checked in and made polite conversation with the clerk while Chelsea zoned out. I wonder why he's on these islands. Ha, I bet people asked themselves the same question when I arrived here! How ironic!

"Chelsea" a voice shouted in her ear, bringing her back to reality with a jolt.

Chelsea glared at Mark, who was doubled-over laughing hysterically.

"Ha Ha, very funny Mark" Chelsea said and stormed out of the inn.

"Lighten up Chelsea! It was just a joke!" Mark panted as he chased after her.

"I can't believe that I ever thought you were good looking!" Chelsea shouted behind her.

Once she realized what she said she turned a dark scarlet.

"Well, how about I make it up to you? I'll take you out to dinner tomorrow!" Mark asked.

"Hmmmm" Chelsea pondered, a free meal couldn't hurt right? "Sure, that sounds great."
"Perfect, I'll see you tomorrow Chelsea" he said and smiled, "Oh, and by the way, I think you're pretty good looking yourself" he smiled cheekily.

Chelsea was about to come up with a snappy comeback, but couldn't think of one, so she turned around and walked back to her farm.


Vaughn rested his back against the giant seaweed covered bolder, enjoying the shade it provided him. Whenever he had free time, he liked to come here and just think. Lately, he had been thinking about the new farmer and how she had gotten him to smile. That girl is something different. The memory of them at the beach made the corners of his mouth twitch. There's just something about her that I feel drawn to. While Vaughn pondered about what he drew him to Chelsea, two teens made their way to the beach. Vaughn didn't notice their arrival until they were a few feet away from his rock.

"Lanna, can you tell me why you asked me to come here?" a male voice whined.

"Mark, before I tell you, did you ask Chelsea out like I asked you to?" Lanna demanded.

"Yes! By the way, why did you ask me to do that? Not that I mind, she's a total babe. I could totally tap that" Mark said boyishly.

The way that Mark talked about Chelsea made Vaughn's blood boil. Suddenly, Vaughn felt very protective of Chelsea and that really bothered him.

"Well, Mark, my dear cousin. Chelsea has been stirring up a lot of trouble lately. She's been trying to steal my Denny from me! As if that weren't enough, she's trying to steal Will and Vaughn from Lily and Sabrina too!" Lanna exclaimed.

"That's great and all, but why do you need me here?" Mark requested.

"You need to pretend that you're in love with Chelsea and get her to love you in return; that way, she will leave all the rest of the guys on the island alone" Lanna explained.

"Sounds easy enough" Mark said, "But I don't have to marry her do I?"

"No. When all the girls have an iron grip on their men, you can just leave. She'll never have to know where you went or why you were actually here. She might receive a broken heart, but she'll get over it" Lanna said simply.

Vaughn held his breath until he heard their footsteps fade away. I can't let Mark hurt Chelsea; she's so vulnerable right now! I have to do something, but what? Hmmm, maybe Will can help me…