(A/N) After a rather…long break - it's here! Those who can - like - post every day, I bow to you. But S.J is back!...So, I decided to put this in a weird format. Only because when I wrote the second one, wondering how to fit it in neatly. The only thing that I came up with is a sort of jumbled "journal." …I don't know. It sounded kind of cool…in my mind. I'm such a dork!

But finally! Something important in the author's notes. I'm still trying to figure out FanFic so it took me two days when I finally find I had my first review. So thank you, thank you to Nirak for giving me my first positive review. It was much loved~ Also thanks to everyone else for giving something to make me smile!

I'm pushing things back a little. Normally the father and son come earlier and the rest as well…but…yeah. Not happening here. But - meh - it's not that bad to have a few tweaks, right?

Spring 5th:

I can't believe this happened, that was all I could think about for the few days spent at that island. From the first day that I awoke on the lap of the kind motherly figure, Felicia, I helped the family - with little complaint - to help set up two homes to be suitable for sleeping. We started with there's.

After that afternoon, we went to the farm house. Whatever caused this island to be evacuated, must not have been intentional. Most of the buildings were fully furnished. While depressing compared to my penthouse-styled apartment in the city, the home was sturdy and quite intact unlike theirs. All mine needed was a nice scrub down but their's needed patching up and fixing up.

For the first few days, we were taking extra furniture from my for-the-time-being home to theirs. They had been taken care of me through everything and with them being a family, they needed more than me, the outsider. Besides that, we rummage around the ruins of old homes, taken decaying boards and nearly rusted nails to cover the holes torn through the structure.

During this time I got to know Elliot and Natalie. Natalie was a little hard to like with the fact that she was a little pushy and a bit stand-offish. Elliot, on the other hand, was a sweetheart and was willing to help me out seeing as I was the weakest link among the five of us.

There wasn't much to eat there but some herbs and seaweed that grew down at the beach. So everyday one of us would take the day to go looking for food. Besides herbs, there was fish. Taro found a fishing rod somewhere. I found I had a knack for it and went about fishing. It was nice to just sit against all the greenery with the sounds of distant pounding and the swish of the creek. And that tiny prick of a fish on the line…it was something I never thought I'd be proud of. I didn't much like the taste of the food, but I wasn't picky when I was so hungry. I worked all day and went to bed exhausted. It was a lot of work and each day, I made it a point to stay away from the beach that brought me here as much as a could. The rest said they understood.

By the end of the fourth full day of being stranded, we all had been through so much. I really felt like we had bonded and, maybe I was the only one, but I felt like I was a part of their close-knit family.

Spring 6th

A boat came by today. Supposedly those that floated away on the rafts landed in a city who then told the story which landed upon sturdy ears of a merchant. That merchant, who knew Taro's family was on that boat, was extremely worried and went about trying to find him. Another twist of fate: he did. His son and him, I later learned to be Charlie and Chen landed on the beach dock about noon today while Elliot was collecting seaweed and doing the fishing that I refused to do.

Taro had said that he wanted to try the sea fish and asked me to go. I think he was trying to help me cope with what happened but I wasn't ready. It was a pretty bad storm and…maybe it's just me…but wouldn't someone fear what almost killed them? It's silly, I know, but my mind keeps replaying it. Anyways Elliot stepped up to stop Taro's badgering. Later, Elliot came back with the two.

Chen was so relieved to have found them and offered to bring them back. I later found out that Felicia and Taro were moving to Chen's neighborhood because they no longer liked the conditions of their homes. With Taro being older, he couldn't like it smug-infested places; Chen's country-type town was the best for him. However, they turned down the offer.

"It's great that you stopped by," Taro said, in the important-like tone he always had, "but I've grown to like it here. I think it has potential. Maybe we could, with you being a merchant, make a deal?" Chen thought about it and agreed. "…However, Emma here might wish to get out."

It was difficult. I mean, I could go home if I went with him. But as much as I would rather have been in a better situation with food and shelter, I rather liked the nature. So, yeah, I wish I had shoes and change of clothes. And I would not have minded a cheeseburger instead of fish and herbs…but I wanted quiet and this was all but quiet. Besides, Taro and them needed me. So…I declined. Just like that.

Chen sailed away later that day promising to be back within a week. He said he'd set up some kind of income for us and even promised to come back with some shoes for me and a change of clothes for all of us with the money we'd get with the herbs we gave him to sell.

Spring 10th

Chen came back and I finally changed into a pair of Capri pants, a tank top, and a button-up shirt to go over it. Of course, he also had shoes for me. The were a pair of flip flops. All were a bit baggy but they weren't too big and I was grateful for everything. He didn't come empty handed for himself, though. What I mean to say, he decided to move in and open his shop there as he had closed it in the city.

Before he came, it was decided that I would farm. I was going in a bit blind but I had the tools I needed and Taro was taking a little bit of the time we had from the chores to teach me the basics until Chen arrived where we bought a pack of turnips and planted them on the corner of the land next to the river for easy access to the river water. Every morning I would water them, minus one day every week.

Spring 11th

It rained today. I didn't have to water which helped with my time. I didn't have a rain jacket so I spent time huddled in Elliot and their home. The roof leaked and we made due with buckets and pails. When changing one bucket, a long stream trickled over Elliot's hair. We all had a good laugh.

This place is so beautiful even when it's raining. How could anyone want to leave this place?

Spring 15th

Our little town just keeps growing it seems. On the fourteenth, this man named Gannon arrived at my door when I was eating breakfast of grilled fish and toast (we still didn't have much, I would have to choke down fish for a little more.) He said that he had broke down the bolder that blocked the area to the right of the town and was going to be the carpenter. Taro and I combined the money we had to pay for a fix-up on his home and buy me a chicken pen. I still didn't have a sizeable income and was still "under Taro's wing."

On the fifteenth, another group came. A woman by the name of Mirabelle and her daughter, Julia arrived. They sold livestock. Taro gave me a chicken the day that the coop was built. I was so happy. I feel like I'm doing my best. With the money I earned from herbs, I bought a month's worth of chicken feed.

Now that I had a chick, I believe I can soon start making money on my own. I'm hoping to use the incubator to make even more little chickens. Later on, I'll think about getting a barn. Wouldn't that be better?

Spring 21st

I met someone new today! Julia was out when I was walking around. She said they had hired an animal handler. I was so happy to know this!…But when I met him, he was rather, how do you say it?, stand offish. All I wanted to do was to welcome him here! But he just brushed me off saying he had too much work to even consider spending time of trivial things such as talking. Rude, much? I know.

If I wasn't so stung at his words, I would have been angry. Needless to say, I just sulked off to talk to people that were at least friendly to me. I, however, was really polite and fake-cheerful as I made my leave.

The man's name was Vaughn and he had this whole moody cowboy image going on for him. But you should see the way he is with the animals. He is like a new person. Still, diary, he could be a tab bit nice to people though.

Pout.