Chapter 1: Rude People
Emylia sat on a bench in the towns square. Her first day in the new little village did not go well at all. The first person she met said her new home was a dump. Then she spent the entire day trying to get to know people and the lay of the land, but no one was about the town. She wandered for ages, but only met a few people. And that one man she met was just plain old rude. She was introducing herself so he would know who she was, but that was not good enough for the man in worn clothes and in desperate need for a shave. Then a grumpy old man laughed at her from his home and she lost it. She walked straight into his house, which was surprisingly not locked, and then scolded the man for laughing at a stranger. This town was nothing but rude.
As she thought this, a younger man with dark hair partly blocking his face walked into the light of the plaza. As soon as their eyes met, he quickly turned on his heels. She was done with this behavior. The mayor warned her that it could be tough to win the trust of the tightknit community, but this was ridiculous. "Oi! I moved into Emerald Farm. My name is Emylia and I want to be your friend."
He stopped and turned, interest peeked, "Uh, hi?"
She ran up to him, "HI!" She said it a little too loud, but regained her composer quickly. "I'm Emylia, but you can call me Emmy for short."
He paused before offering, "Sebastian."
She smiled wide, "It is very nice to meet you Sebastian. I would like it if we could be friends!"
"Huh," he grunted, but gave little other affirmation. Yet it was more than she expected after her day.
Before she could ruin her first friendship in her new home, she took her leave. Backing away slowly, "I'll see you tomorrow, Sebastian!" She turned and ran back to the farm.
She only stopped when she got to her porch. It was all dark. She had to admit, she was a bit scared. Living on her own for the first time, caring for a farm for the first time, in a new and very different place for the first time – it was all very overwhelming. But there was no turning back. She needed the change. She needed the freedom from the monotony of life. She refused to go back to that administrative job that made her devoid of a soul and humanity. She was better off with mother nature and animals. She loved cute animals. Her favorite thing was indeed animal kisses.
Since she could not think of what else to do and it was already quite dark, she went to bed dreaming about her future.