~November 20, 2002: Age 7
"Rusty! Wake up! You need to come help me and my Dad milk the cows!"
Of course. Every single damn day I was woken up by Roxie at the crack of dawn to help her and her Dad get milk for the day. This is how it always was back then. But me, being 18 years old now, I don't need to worry about her family makin' me do labour around her farm. She's 18 now too and her family moved out. Basically she was left to do all of the house and farm work. But anyway, let's get back to my story:
I came out of my little tent that I slept in and rubbed my eyes tiredly. My parents and I slept on the mountaintop in little tents. I had my own, of course, and then my parents shared one. We had nice couches and table and chairs that my grandparents gave us. There were shelves and shelves of books lining the east side of the mountain because my parents loved to read. We made a really nice living space up there! It would've been better if we still had our shed, but some strong winds somehow managed to blow it away a couple years ago. But, damn, I hated waking up so damn early. I never understood why the rest of Roxie's family couldn't get up and do the work instead of it being me. Hell, she had almost her entire family living with her! There was her parents, her older sister, her grandparents, her aunt and uncle and two older cousins…all living in that tiny little house too! I don't know how they did it, but they made it work! I lazily looked up at Roxie, "Roxie, I don't wanna get up now! I ain't full of energy like you every morning. Can I not help this time?"
Roxie shook her head as if she just couldn't believe what just came out of my mouth. "What? No, Rusty! You have to! My Dad said so! The rest of my family is still asleep and you have to help! Now let's go!" She grabbed my wrist and sprinted down with me to her ranch. Her Dad was standing there next to the cows, who looked pretty exhausted themselves, and had three buckets in hand.
"Well, good mornin', Rusty!" Mr. Road said pleasantly. I merely gave him a smile and a nod and took the bucket from his hand and went to work on one of their new cows which they named Clarabelle. Roxie and Mr. Road worked on the other two while they simply talked about their itinerary for the day. You know, Roxie and I weren't the only kids on the island. There were two others named Matthew and Ginny. Ginny lived in the jailhouse down by the docks with her Dad, aunt and uncle, and a few of her Dad's co-workers. Everyone in her family that lived there was an officer and her Dad was, obviously, the sheriff. Ginny thought she was gonna be this great sheriff one day. Well, she is a sheriff now, but she ain't a good one. I never really considered her a friend in the least. She was way too weird and outgoing for me. Matthew, on the other hand, lived with his parents down at Gino's house/café. Gino and his twin brother Charlie were only teenagers at the time and their parents were famous pizza chefs. Matthew's parents were really good friends with the Deliciosos so they let them live with 'em. Matthew was a weird kid. I'll leave you at that. You'll find out later why he was such a fuck up.
We were finally done with this whole cow-milking thing and then Roxie and I went over to the Delicioso's café to get breakfast. Luckily, we always got their breakfast for free so we went over there almost every morning for breakfast. Well really, their food was free no matter what but still. It was pretty fucking good. We saw Matthew sitting at a table with his parents eating breakfast. He saw us, smiled, and walked over to us. "Well, hello, my good friends. Lovely morning, isn't it?" See what I mean? This guy was level 999 creepy. Roxie and I always knew there was something wrong with him. Ha, we totally found out when he—woah. Just gonna stop right there. Don't wanna spoil it for ya.
Roxie did a small wave back and just said a simple "good morning" back to him. We sat down at another table and let Mrs. Delicioso put breakfast down in front of us. I remember they always made a mean breakfast pizza. "Buon appetito! Enjoy, you two!" We both thanked her and dug into our food. Gino and Charlie were sitting in front of their tent mumbling in Italian. Obviously stuff we couldn't understand. Cowboys aren't really bi-lingual, ya know? We don't see the need to learn another language for anything or anybody. Roxie and I finally polished off our plates, handed them to Mr. Delicioso, and walked off with Matthew toward the docks. All of our families liked to keep our sailboats over at that one dock. Personally, I never knew why we all had boats. We used them every once in a while, but not that much. We liked to play captain in Matthew's family boat. His boat was by far the biggest and most fun to play in. We jumped in and started role playing captains and sailors until we heard it; that sadly familiar voice.
"HOWDY, PARTNERS! LET ME PLAY WITH CAPTAIN WITH YOU GUYS TOO!"
Ginny. Fuck. No seriously, no one liked her. And just then, we knew this was gonna get rough.
Hey guys :) Chapter 1 sucessful~ So this was just a rather short and cute chapter. They're little 7 year olds xD Trust me. It won't be like this the entire story. I gotta make some tragic shit happen at some point. Oh, and they won't be 7 the entire time either. It'll progress, I promise :) But yeah, I thought this was cute 3 R&R people!