Now that I've been on this site for about six years, I decided to go back and start editing some of my old stories and kill the bad grammar in them. So here's the first chapter of Raindrops, edited!
Please enjoy and, as always, reviews are greatly appreciated~
Raindrops
MTM 1
By Starry
CHAPTER 1: Getting to Know Me
When I woke up, the sunlight attacked my eyes and I groaned. Another day was here and I wasn't happy about it. I slowly rose from bed, dressed, and went outside.
"Hey, Bessie!" I said to my beloved cow. You look like you're having a good morning. That makes one of us," I thought about my life as I milked her. I had come to Mineral Town three seasons ago and was instantly liked by almost all the adults. The girls took a liking to me too but, seemingly, not the boys. Already I had seen Elli and Tim "accidentally" holding hands, and Gray and Mary studying books together. Rick and Karen sat beside the Supermarket every morning and Ann and Cliff took long walks together in the evening. It was early to be looking for love, I knew, but my life was ticking away! Already I was in my mid-twenties. You don't stay young forever, you know.
As I entered the chicken hutch, I noticed that I was running low on chicken feed. That gave me an excuse to go to town at least. Going to town was always the highlight of my week. Quickly I fed the chickens, brushed my hair, and set out for the town, feeling slightly spunkier.
My first stop was the Supermarket. Earlier that week I had discovered a ragged hole in my basket. I'd been wondering why eggs kept falling out. I walked in and greeted Jeff. He smiled and pointed out the display that held the baskets. I picked one up, paid, and left. The sky was a nasty dull gray and the clouds looked menacingly black, but I paid no heed to them. Merrily, I continued on my path down the road. I stopped at the Inn, hoping to say hello to my good friend Ann. Instead, I walked up the stairs and bumbled straight into Cliff.
"Hey!" I squeaked
He emitted a squeal as we both fell down. I shook the pain from my head and looked at him. Was he mad? No, his brown eyes were startled and slightly amused. I was embarrassed at myself for not paying more attention to where I was going. "I'm so sorry!" I said hurriedly.
"No problem," He replied, shaking dust off of his pants. "Hey, you're the girl who moved in next to the Poultry Farm, right? I'm sorry, I haven't talked to you much….."
I replied that I was indeed that girl, that my name was Claire, and that it was fine. He shook my hand, gave me one last smile and left. Somewhat shaken, I decided to cancel talking to Ann and just go ahead to the Poultry Farm to pick up my much-needed chicken feed.
Rain was already falling from the sky in big, heavy drops when I left the Inn. They drenched me the moment I left the doorframe. Lightning crackled and I slung my new basket over my hair as I jogged down the path. I crossed into the Poultry Farm and immediately noticed a figure running around. It finally stopped and I recognized it as Rick, Popuri's brother. He watched me approach before yelling out, "Hello!"
I rushed toward him. He motioned me into the house. It was deeply awkward to be sitting dripping water all over Lillia's clean floor, but he soon put me at my ease. "Do you need a towel? You're soaked, poor thing!" He didn't seem to mind that he was even more waterlogged than I was. "Here," He handed me a thin blue towel.
I found my voice. "Thanks. I was just coming here for some chicken feed, and got caught in the cloudburst." I rubbed my blonde hair vigorously with the towel.
He smiled, showing rows of very straight, white teeth. I was willing to bet he'd had braces at some point. "Mom and Popuri are at church today, I think. I accidentally left the chickens outside, so I was moving them out of the rain. Then I saw you walking, and you looked sort of sad and wet, so…." Here he cut off, averting his eyes shyly from mine. I was pleased, to say the least. I thanked him again, and ordered my chicken feed. He offered to carry it for me, an offer I accepted gladly.
Unfortunately, Karen had come to see Rick as well and was angered to see him carrying my basket of feed and paying no attention to her. She scowled and walked away without a word to either of us.
When we got to my farm, the rain was still falling and Rick left me with a grin and an invitation to visit him whenever I wanted.
I felt ecstatic. Here I'd been complaining and I'd had encounters with two cute boys in one day! Looking up at the sky I could safely say, "When it rains, it pours."
