You watched as the blond repeatedly tried to do a kickflip, his green Chucks at work with the skateboard. He had on a slightly worn blue jacket with a red undershirt and brown jeans. When he noticed you, he rolled on over.

"Hey, you're the new farmer right? Name's Sam," he beamed as he raised his hand to wave, his emerald eyes locked onto you.

Oh Yoba. He's cute. You felt your face start to heat up. You never really handled talking to good-looking guys very well.

You took a deep breath to calm down and prevent any more blood from rushing up to your face. "Don't do this, face. Not now," you thought to yourself. This was a new town and you wanted to avoid any awkward encounters to the best of your ability.

"Hey you doing - ah fuck," you slapped your hand to your mouth and looked up at him with wide eyes. How? How do you mess up a greeting?

He burst out in laughter. "Wow, that's a funny way to greet someone."

You relaxed a little, relieved that his reaction didn't result in anything too unbearably awkward. "Ah, sorry. Yeah, I just got here yesterday. I guess I'm just drained from all the commotion. Had a little brain fart," you smirked.

"Oh yeah, I get you," he nodded.

"I'm Y/N, by the way. I was just going around meeting people. You know, trying to become a part of the community and such."

"You should meet my mom and brother then. Come on," he gestured you to follow him.

His house was the first on the left. It was a nice shade of blue and had a ship's steering wheel above the door. You took a quick glance at the brown and tan house next to it, noticing a sun adorned above the entrance. Was this a thing, putting decorations above doors? You didn't give it much more thought.

A voice came from the kitchen when you entered. "Sam honey, is that you? Lunch is ready." A purple-eyed woman with strawberry brown hair that was gathered into a short braid poked her head around the corner.

"Oh? Who's your new friend?"

"This is Y/N."

"Hello, nice to meet you," you smiled.

"Nice to meet you too hun! My name is Jodi. I just finished making lunch, why don't you join us?"

You were surprised that you were invited to something so early on. "Oh, I couldn't-"

"Yeah, you should join us!" Sam interjected, "It would be nice to have someone other than Seb at the table."

"Seb? Robin's son?" You recalled Robin mentioning her son as "Sebby."

"Yep, Sebastian. Have you met him yet? He's just a big ball of angst," he chuckled to himself. "He'll grow on you though."

You watched as Jodi made her way to the closest room on the right from where you stood. She knocked, "Vincent, come out and meet our guest, Y/N."

You heard some thumping around from the other side of the door before it opened and a little strawberry-haired boy in a striped shirt emerged.

"Hello Miss!" he smiled.

"Hi there!" you greeted him back.

The four of you made your way into the kitchen to have some lentil soup - to which both Sam and Vincent made clear that they didn't particularly like. They ate it anyway, under Jodi's watchful eye. Luckily Sam had a lot to say, so there weren't many instances of awkward silence. When you were done, he walked you to the door.

"Thanks Jodi! Bye Vincent!" you called out as you stepped through the door.

"Well, that was a little unexpected for the first day around town haha." You turned towards Sam.

"Yeah, we should hangout again sometime. Maybe you could join me and the gang on saloon nights. We go there every Friday."

"That sounds fun. Who's the gang?" you inquired.

"Just me, Seb, and Abigail."

"I haven't met either of them yet."

"Well, Seb's usually cooped up in his room at the carpenter's and Abby lives over there at the general store." He pointed beyond his house to two conjoined buildings. The one on the left had a red cross above it, the clinic most likely, and the other had a sign that read "Pierre's."

"Oh I should probably head over there next to see what they have. I'll catch ya later, Sam!" you waved as you started walking.

"Later!" He stepped back into his house.

2PM. You still had time. You decided to meet Sam's neighbors since their house was right there. Inside, you met two sisters with completely opposing personalities. The joyful one, Emily, had vibrant blue hair and wore a long red dress. The other, Haley, was blonde with a big fashion sense. She was dressed in a blue frilly top and a pink skirt. She only greeted you with an "Oh, hi," and returned to her magazine without paying you any more mind.

Afterwards, you headed to the clinic where you met Harvey, a polite but slightly awkward brown-haired man with a mustache and glasses. He was clad in a green overcoat, a brown tie, and brown pants. You chatted a bit about health and the likes, then headed over to the general store.

At Pierre's, you met Pierre himself and his wife, Caroline. Abigail wasn't home, but you were sure you'd meet her eventually. Pierre was dressed in brown, for the most part, including his hair. Caroline, with her jade green pigtails, had on a collared blue shirt and a long purple skirt. They seemed nice, but you could sense something was off between the two of them. You weren't entirely sure. Before leaving, you grabbed one of the maps of the town that were in the box hanging next to the exit. "Probably for tourists," you thought.

5PM. You decided to visit one more building before calling it a day. The closest one was a light blue house that had an owl (you think?) decoration near the very top. In front of it was a dog pen with a little house in the middle of it and a sign labeled, "Dog" in red paint. Just south of that was another house, lavish and noticeably larger than the others. A green truck was parked next to it. To the east, just beyond the dog pen, was a trailer that sat right next to the river. Trash was strewn about in the yard.

As you were looking in that direction, you noticed someone standing under the tree next to the light blue house closest to you. He was tossing a gridball in the air and catching it each time it returned back down. He was sporting a green and yellow varsity jacket and some jeans. Despite his limbs being covered, you could tell he worked out a lot.

Oh great. He's pretty good looking too, you slumped.

"Hi th-"

"You're the new girl, huh? Not bad."

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing, nevermind," he ruffled his short auburn hair with his hand. "I'm Alex."

"Y/N. I'm guessing you're pretty into sports then?" you gestured towards the ball he was holding.

"Hell yeah, gridball's the best. Gotta keep up this look," he flexed. "Hey, when I turn pro you can say you were my first "fan." Not bad, huh?"

You laughed, "I'm not so sure about that. We literally just met, I don't even know how good you are," you gave him a mocking smile.

"Don't you worry, I'm the best there is here," he grinned.

"Haha, right."

You continued to talk to Alex for a while before going inside the house to meet his grandparents. Granny Evelyn was a sweetheart, offering to bake you cookies someday and telling you stories of her experiences while tending the gardens around town. Her husband, George, was a bit of a grump but you didn't let that bother you. You let him be as he watched the television from his wheelchair.

After such an eventful day, you bid your farewells to Alex and his grandparents then headed out the door.

Wow. That was a lot of socializing. Way more than you're used to. Exhausted, you used the map you got at Pierre's to find the quickest route home and once again collapsed on your bed.

Day 2, done.

Wow ok sorry if this chapter seemed really jam-packed and rushed haha. I just wanted to get through as many introductions as possible so I could hurry the story along! Afterall, I'm sure you guys wouldn't want like 10 chapters of just meet-and-greets.

You can see a little comic of their first meeting on tumblr or dA!