Chapter 4:
The door that Chelsea had previously kicked down was now screwed back onto the fram and the hole in the middle was patched up.
Chelsea and the cowboy (I understand all of your pain, lets just start calling Vaughn 'Vaughn' so life won't suck anymore! ) stood facing the door to the barn like house. Side to side, shoulder to shoulder they both just looked into the wooden door.
"Really she won't mind." Vaughn said still staring at the door.
"But I will."
"So where are you gonna eat if you refuse Nick's?"
"Don't know." Chelsea said shrugging.
They both just stare in silence, each either thinking of what to say or what to do.
"Just come in."
"No."
"Why?"
"No."
"Why?"
"No." Vaughn turned to Chelsea and spun her to face him.
"Can you only say no?"
"There is a possibility of….no." An evil grin was plastered on Chelsea's face as stepped past Vaughn and skipped down to the beach.
The tickled the tips of her feet as Chelsea slowly walked along the foamy ocean edge. The moon was high in the sky and was waning so the light was just reflecting Chelsea's reflection off the water very slightly.
Slowly walking over to the rock on the west side of the beach, she crawled on top of it and sat there. Tilting her head back to the sky, Chelsea closed her eyes and just let the sounds swirl around in her ears.
The soft sea water braking on the beach, feeling the tips of her hair tickle her back, her own breathing in and out, and the soft rustle of the leaves from the ocean breeze. Totally engulfed in the sounds and feels of her surrondings Chelsea didn't realize someone was walking over to her.
A cold hand slowly touched her shoulder. Shooting up like a rocket, Chelsea stared wide eyed at a barely visible stranger.
"Excuse me miss, I'm looking for a young lady about your age. She has really plain long brown hair."
"No, I'm sorry I don't anyone who looks like that."
"I see. Well, if you do see her around please tell me. I'm Elliot by the way."
"I see. I try looking."
"Thank you miss." Elliot began to head back up to town. As Chelsea watched him, she squinted her eyes and caught a glimce of soft salmon hair. Pinky! Elliot! The guy from the radio! I wonder what he could possibly want with me? I'll see him in the morning. I'm tired.
Straining her neck to try to see into the little path that leads up to the town. Chelsea sighed and let her body go limp and fall back on to the rock.
Staring up at the night sky, Chelsea just let the nature of the island obsorb her again and let sleep then overwelm herself.
The sun was bright and began to burn Chelsea's eyes from inside her eyelids. Lifting up her arm over her eyes, Chelsea began to slowly sit up. Cracking her back, she slowly scanned the beach and found no human was anywhere in site. Jumping off the side of the rock, she walked aimlessly towards town.
The town some what still asleep. Only a few people walked aimlessly around; a girl with the same soft salmon hair, a Chinese kid, and a really beyond mucley guy.