Forever Remember
2 - Girl
This chapter is dedicated to the lovely Cherry3456, my first reviewer and alerter! Thank you!
Don't own.
The morning light dimly shone though the closed curtains, and my eyelids fluttered as I woke up. Pushing back the navy covers, I padded over to Luna's bed - whose room I shared - and gently shook her awake. Her pink hair spread out over the pillow, as her blue eyes opened, closing again at the sudden light.
We both dressed and brushed our hair, Luna frowning as the position of the flowers wasn't quite right. We both went down to the kitchen, Luna thundering, and me walking quietly behind. I made breakfast for us, as Luna complained about the how the Mayor ran Waffle Town. Shelly came down a little later than usual. She was getting old. I didn't like that.
We had simple food for breakfast, just cereal and tea, because I wasn't a particularly good cook. Luna had now moved on to complaining about how the Mayor's son probably was just like him, and I softly smiled. Luna hadn't ever met the Mayor's son, as far as I knew.
After we finished eating, I washed the dishes, while Shelly went to look at the new clothes, and decide which ones to put at the front, and which to put at the back and Luna thought up new ways to sell clothes.
I dried my hands after finishing, and quietly walked to the front door and opening it, only to find that it was heavily raining. The grass was splattered dark green, and the sky was stormy-grey.
Rain makes flowers grow, I thought as I closed the door, and retreated to the back room to sow.
As I finished Anissa's turtleneck jumper, and started on a Urban: Purple, using the sowing machine, my thoughts unintentionally turned to Julius. Or, Juli, as I thought he was called…
A young blue-haired child walked calmly down the street with a pink-haired girl beside her.
The blue-haired child had dark blue eyes and light blue hair, brushing her shoulders. She wore a plain light blue dress. The pink-haired child had very short pink hair, cut like a boy's with lazy light blue eyes. She wore a pink dress with a few bits of lace on it.
It was a nice day. The sun shined down, and the sky was clear blue with no hints of clouds. But, the blue-haired child walked towards the Town Hall, while the pink haired child complained at her side.
"Aw, why do we haff to go dere? I don' like it, I don' like it!" the pink-haired child.
The blue-haired child merely laughed. It was forced.
Suddenly, a purple-haired child ran straight in front of them, skidding a little.
The purple-haired child had short purple hair, cut like a boy's, feminine features and sparkling red eyes. She wore a baggy red coat that hid what she was wearing underneath.
"Hey, ugly!" yelled the girl. She had a surprisingly high voice. "Why are you coming to school? You're too ugly to come!"
The blue-haired child suddenly became very quiet. She had a hurt look in her eyes and her shoulders slumped in defeat. The pink-haired child stood innocently by her side, not understanding what was going on.
I broke out of my daydream. I shouldn't think about the past, I told myself, and started focusing on my sewing.
However, even while I concentrated on my sewing, a sneaky thought invaded my mind; Would Julius have changed from then?
Probably not would be Luna's answer. My answer? … I didn't know. I hadn't seen 'her' in around ten years. I didn't know if 'she' had changed, or not.
I wisely decided not to dwell on it.
The creak of the front door alerted me to a customer's presence. I heard voices and heavy footsteps, and quickly, the footsteps came towards this room. I stared at the door in surprise.
The old wooden door opened to reveal the soaked Caramel River farmer. All I really knew about him that ever since he had came here, good things had been happening.
He smiled. "Hello, Candace!" he said cheerfully, flinging off a few drops of rain.
"Oh, … uh, hello, … Kevin?" I remembered, head lowered. He didn't usually come to see me, or anyone else in the Tailor Shop. Sometimes, he would bring a gift for Luna, or work for a few G under Shelly.
He nodded. "I just came by to see if you were alright. I saw that whole thing with that new guy, Julius, yesterday."
I blushed. "Oh… you saw that?…. I'm alright. …" I nervously replied.
He looked at me. "Are you sure?" He said suspiciously.
I nodded.
"That's good. Well, if you ever need anything, come by my farm!" he said, and happily left.
The day wore on, and I worked undisturbed, this time, by memories or concerned acquaintances. The rain beat ever harder down on Waffle Island, making even the seasoned farmers retreat indoors.
A sharp knock at the door broke my concentration.
"Candace!" Luna said, as she walked up next to the sewing machine. "Dinner's ready. Come on already, do you want the food to rot before we get there?"
I softly laughed and followed her to the wooden table. It was painted a light pastel purple. For dinner, we had Apple Pie and Hot Cocoa from the Sundae Inn. It was a combination we all loved.
The day went by too soon. I slid into bed pulling the covers over my head, as I did every night, and let the lullaby sounds of thunder and lightening rock me to sleep.
This time, my sleep was not dreamless.
The winds calmly blew. The smell of salt was fresh in the air and there was grey clouds in the sky, although you could still see blue.
A young purple-haired child, maybe about twelve or thirteen years old stood at the dock. A women, with darker purple hair and a tired expression stood behind him.
"Juli, do you really need to go?" she asked.
The child scowled and nodded. "Of course I do, Mira. There's no life in this island. The only way I'll learn about fashion is by going to the city."
Mira sighed. "I suppose nothing I say will sway your decision."
Juli nodded. "Yep."
As the child boarded a ferry, a blue-haired child looked on.
In the morning, I did not remember that dream.