It was raining in the small island of Terma, all of the villagers were inside their houses except for the one villager who didn't own a house. He wore a beige trench coat and a beige cowboy hat, his pants were black with gold trim on the bottom, and he had black hair and always carried a small brown back-pack with him.. He was only a kid of about eight but didn't have anywhere else to go. Some of the villagers felt like the orphanage just outside of town should come and take him. Others felt sorry for him and asked him to live in their house. The orphanage could never catch him because he knew the streets so well, and he declined all offers to live in someone's house.
As of the moment the small boy sat in alley just outside the bar, getting drenched in rain. None of the villagers cared anymore and some even despised him for messing up their streets. He didn't care much, he hardly noticed at all anymore. But he held one secret close to him while he was sitting in the streets, he actually wasn't a guy. He was a she. She wore a wig and usually didn't speak because she was afraid of some one finding out that she was a girl, or them finding out who she actually was. No-one in the village actually knew her name, and she would like it to stay that way ( Just so you know her name is Mackenzie McKay, Mac for short).
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One day in the summer months a small village boy about the age of 5, by the name of Gary was walking past Mac. He tripped on a board that was stuck in the mud near the bar, dropping all of the groceries that his mom had sent him to get. Gary hurriedly picked up the groceries, feeling unnerved by Mac's stare. "Sorry" he mumbled feeling like he needed to say something. shiny and gold thing fell out of his pocket, falling unseen on the ground. He then hurried away.
Gary ran home and gave his mom the groceries, then hurried to his room to pick up his toys to make room for the other one's he was going to get out. After a while of playing with his toys Gary looked in his pocket to see the time on his pocket watch. "AAAHHHHHHHH!" he screamed. Causing his mom to run upstairs in a hurry. "What is it Gary?" she said franticly. "DAD'S WATCH" Gary cried tears streaming down his face, "It's GONE!". "oh Gary!" his mom said, upset "you should take better care of your father's things!"
That night Gary went to sleep upset about the days events. About two in the morning he woke up to hear rocks pounding on the side of his window. He opened the shutters. "HEY" he yelled "STOP HI…." WHACK. Gary was hit in the face by a rock. "Sorry!" the person shouted "but are you Gary?" Gary looked out the window again at the small figure below the window. "Yes" he said. "I think I have something of yours" the person said holding up an object that glinted in the moonlight. "My… POCKET WATCH!" Gary screamed "give me that!" Gary ran down several stairs and reached the bottom slamming out the door to meet the stranger head-on. "whoa!" he said, stopping short. It was Mac, holding the pocket watch. "What do you want from me?" asked Gary thinking that the only thing the homeless person would want was food or worse. "Nothing" Mac said "here's your watch." She handed it to him. Gary started walking away and into the house holding the pocket watch near him. "wait …" Mac said timidly "I want a friend." Gary looked at her strangely. Him want a friend? he thought, then it dawned on him I want a friend too. Most of the other village kids thought he was a momma's boy and teased him for it, so he had really no friends at all. "O…K…" Gary said hesitantly. "Gary!" Gary's mom shouted "get away from that riffraff!" and ran out to protect him. "Get out of here!" she screamed at Mac "don't you dare ever talk to my child again."
The next night, Gary sat in bed wondering if the strange kid would come and knock on his window again or just not come because of his mother. But at two in the morning she came again. "Hey Gary" Mac said when she got his attention. "I have an idea, if you tell your mother that you've found a friend when you come and visit, she'll be too thrilled to notice who your new friend is. You could say that they're from the next town over so, that way, we can hang out. OK." "OK" Gary said still not sure about this, "um… where do I meet you?" "Meet me on the outskirts of the forest tomorrow at anytime" She replied "I can wait" "Just one more thing" Gary said. "What?" asked the kid. "What's your name?" "Oh, that, well you can call me Capn' McKay. OK?" "OK" said Gary. This was going to be an interesting friendship.