Well, here's the second chapter. I really hope you like it! Please review. :3 More to come.
And again, I OWN NOTHING. Except the storyline and this juice box. Yumm…
Hope you like it!

"We're here Claire!" Zack shouted snapping Claire out of melodramatic memories. She jumped off the boat onto the boardwalk and ran to the beach kicking off her shoes and socks and burying her feet in the warm sand.

"Mmmm. I haven't seen such a beautiful beach in ages!" she sighed. Looking around she spotted miles and miles of open se, a nice house next to the docking pier and next to it a cute little white beach house. It was colorful and festive but the sign said closed. It must be a restaurant, Claire thought.

"Should I show you the way to your farm?" Zack offered.

"Thank you Zack, I think I can make it there on my own. Thanks for everything!" she yelled waving back with one hand and shoes in the other. She ran into the town square and everything was marvelous. She loved how there was no one there. She ran left and found herself in front of a farm filled with adorable cows. But she couldn't stop there. She kept running, past a poultry farm. She gazed at all the cute chickens when suddenly she bumped into something and she was thrown back on her butt, shoes gone flying.

"Oww. Sorry sir I should have seen where I was going are you alright?" she looked up rubbing her head and finding herself drowning in a pool of wondrous blue eyes.

"Sir? Do I look that old?" the man, well, boy asked as he extended his hand to help her up.

"No sorry. I hadn't seen you. The name's Claire I'm the new farmer here, nice to meet you." she said taking his hand and standing up.

"Gray, you too." at that moment Claire's shoe came down, smacking gray right on his hat protected head. "Ow! Is this yours?" he said handing her the shoe.

"Oh yeah. Sorry about that, are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine. So you're the new farmer huh? You gonna take over that run down piece of sh-"

"Gray! Where are you? You're already late, stop chatting and come to work!" an old man yelled from behind a door. He had white hair and a huge beard that made him look like santa clause. He slammed the door shut which made the sign rattle loudly. It read "Saibara's Blacksmith"

"Old geezer. That's my grandfather. I better get to work before his girly-self throws a tantrum." Gray said making Claire giggle a little.

"Okay good luck." she said waving to him.

"I'll see you around?" he asked running to the store.

"Sure!" Claire yelled back smiling.

"That's some kid." Claire said to herself putting on her sock and shoe. "Now where's the other one?" she asked herself looking around. she spotted her left shoe inside the hen's fence. She didn't know whether to ask if she could go get it, or just go inside and hope no one saw her. She couldn't take the embarrassment if she asked to go inside, so she decided to just jump over quickly and hope no one would notice. As she was hopping over the fence to retrieve her shoe she petted one of the chickens and got up and turned around when,

"You like chicken's huh?" someone said right in front of her face, startling her. She was so shocked that she fell back on the ground sending the frightened chickens away in a feathery mess.

"Oh my gosh!" she gasped. She looked up to find a refined young man with brown-red hair and his hands fiercely placed on his hips. He was wearing an apron and a sweat band which made Claire giggle inside a little.

"What were you planning on stealing missy?" he said leaning down into her face.

"N-nothing!" Claire exclaimed feeling her face flush red. The nerve! Her, stealing? How could he think that? "I was picking up my shoe."

"Your face tells me otherwise. Wait a minute, I've never seen you before. Who are you?" he asked rudely pointing at her.

"Rick? What's going on?" a young girl came running out of the house. Her hair was pink and she was wearing a long flowing dress. Her face was rosy and she seemed extremely nice.

"Nothing Popuri! Go back inside with mom!" Rick yelled back annoyed. "Who is that?" she said coming closer.

"Just some crook I caught stealing our chickens."

"I did not steal anything! I was retrieving my shoe!" Claire stated she stood up.

"Oh my! Look at her she's so flustered! She can't possible be a crook! Wait, aren't you the new farmer here?" she asked now looking at Claire.

"Yeah. How'd you know?" Claire asked, now completely ignoring Rick.

"What? Hey! What about me?" Rick asked.

"Oh I'm sorry I should probably just give back the chicken I stole right?" Claire shot him a glare.

"Oh don't mind him he's just insecure about himself if you know what I mean."

Claire looked Rick up and down and teasingly added, "Oh yes, I see." And followed the girl into their house.

"What? I am not insecure! I'm just fine don't listen to her!" Rick yelled trying to defend his honor. Yet again his younger sister had managed to ruin his authority, his cool, and his dignity. All while also taking away another shot at a new friendship, all in a single swoop.

"I really should be getting to my farm." Claire pleaded but Popuri had already dragged the blonde into her house.

"Mom, this is Claire, the new farmer!" Popuri said delighted.

"Oh hello! Nice to meet you. You have such gorgeous hair color." Lillia told Claire.

"Thank you, the pleasure is mine. Oh no, I don't thank you. I love pink hair!" Claire replied back gazing at the beautiful woman. She had the quality of Claire's own mother but not as beautiful. Well, in her eyes.

"Mom do you think this one will stay?" Popuri asked.

"Stay?" Claire asked surprised.

"Popuri! Don't be rude. You know how hard the Mayor works for this! Don't mind her Claire. You just work hard and keep at it." Lillia told Claire.

"Yes I sure will. I hear it's a lovely farm."

Popuri and her mother shared a worried look. "Claire, sweetie?" Lillia stole Claire's attention away from their living room. "Have you seen the farm yet?"

"Well no but I was on my way. Is it nice?"

"Well, it should be. You just have to work a little here and there." Popuri smiled assuringly.

"Okay no problem. Well if you'll excuse me I think I'll be going now thank you." Claire excused herself and stepped out of the house. A gust of wind caught her hair and sent it flowing almost in slow motion. She closed her eyes and breathed it in.

Rick was in the chicken coral feeding the chickens when he heard the door open and he turned around. He saw Claire and her beautiful blonde hair blowing in the wind. Her cheeks were brushed with a blush of pink. Her soft pink lips up in a smile. Rick starred in awe at the beautiful new farmer. He felt his cheeks get hot when she turned to him.

"What?" Claire asked.

"Nothing." Rick replied stunned.

"Look I didn't steal anything okay?" she said as she walked closer to him. "And don't worry about what Popuri said okay?" Claire told him and then ruffled his hair and walked away.

"O-okay." He said still wide eyed and blushing.

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