Note: I apologise for all the mistakes I made last chapter. As far as I'm aware I've changed them, but if you find any mistakes I've made, punctuation, grammar or spelling. I'll appreciate it a lot. I'll also not be writing for a LONG time because I'm very busy because of Christmas. Sorry.

Chapter 2

Chelsea yawned. She still wasn't used to waking so early in the morning. But somehow, every morning she woke up without fail. She rolled off her bed, brushing a strand of chocolate hair behind her ear. She groggily wandered across the small house, pushing the bathroom door to brighten herself up a little. A few moments later she popped out, fully dressed, and her dressing gown folded over her arm. She shoved it in the wooden draw, and strolled over to the kitchen. Grabbing out her usual food, she plopped down on the kitchen chair, and began making her breakfast.

She knew she'd have to work on the weed-ridden farm eventually. She'd cleared a small area near her house, and ploughed successfully the rough ground. She had been lucky enough to have a few turnip seeds, but they were due to bloom soon, and she'd have to find some more seeds.

Chelsea sighed some as she placed the plate in the sink. She turned to the door as she heard a hard knocking. She didn't even need to look to know who that was.

"Come in!" She called, running the tap water into the sink. "It's open!" She held the plate under the tap, watching the dirt being washed away.

The door cracked open, Natalie's head coming through. Natalie spotted Chelsea and came over, cocking an eyebrow as Chelsea washed up.

"You're doing the washing up?" She asked.

Chelsea turned to stare at Natalie at her sarcastic comment, when she realised Natalie was being serious. She rolled her eyes. "Well duh. Who else is going to do it?"

Natalie flushed lightly, knowing instantly the question had been quite obvious.

"Well I don't suppose you're ready to go?" She said, leaning against the counter and watching as Chelsea dried the plate.

"Yeah. I'm ready," Chelsea nodded, moving her eyes to Natalie's. "But I'm going to have to go early. I need to work on the darn farm…"

"I thought you'd forgotten about it," Natalie smirked, "Come on, let's go."

Chelsea chucked the dishcloth onto the table, and followed Natalie outside. The sun was high, uncovered by the fluffy, white clouds. The heat beamed down on the two girls, scorching their pale skins.

"Wow, it's really sunny today," Chelsea frowned, rolling up her sleeves. "That makes my job that little bit more annoying." She moaned.

"Yeah, you're really unlucky…" Natalie agreed, nodding her head. "At least I get to be inside." She grinned.

"No need to rub it in," Chelsea sighed, shaking her head.

They reached Julia's house, and could hear the buzzing of conversation inside, Chelsea reached forward to push the door wide open. The two girls wandered in, taken back at the arrangement of the house.

"Oh hey!" Julia grinned, noticing them walk in. "We've just about set up our shop… Great weather outside right?"

Chelsea and Natalie shook their heads together, "No way! It's scorching out there…" Natalie said, rolling her eyes.

"Oh…" Julia muttered.

Chelsea looked at the two, who kept silent. "So… Julia?"

Julia looked up, smiling some. "Yeah?"

"What animals do you sell…?" Chelsea asked, returning the smile. "I really want some animals for my farm, and I thought since you were an Animal Shop and all…"

Julia frowned, shaking her head. "Uhm… yeah. Sorry about this but we currently don't have any animals… There's a problem…"

Natalie scoffed, shaking her head. "What a good Animal Shop." She muttered.

Chelsea ignored her, and smiled. "That's okay. What's the problem?"

Julia scowled towards Natalie, but turned her attention back. "We don't have an Animal Trader yet. Or at least, our old one can't come yet. He's promised to come in a few days." She sighed. "He's got a lot of business back home as well…"

"Oh! That's fine." Chelsea assured, grinning. "As long as he comes soon I'm fine with that…"

Julia's face instantly lightened. "That's great! We have some fodder and bird feed you can get ahead, to be ready…?" She hinted.

"No I can't, sorry." Chelsea sighed, shaking her head. "I don't have any animal sheds yet…"

"That's alright," Julia smiled. "So… what's up?" She asked, gesturing towards a four-seated table and sitting comfortably. Chelsea sat down instantly, whilst Natalie was hesitant, but did anyway.

"Not much," Chelsea sighed. "I really need to work on my farm though. I'll be low on money soon…"

"Oh…" Julia mumbled, pondering over something. "Could you do with any help? We won't have much business apart from you, so my mother won't mind."

"I couldn't!" Chelsea refused, crossing her arms. "I don't need any pity…"

"Don't worry Chelsea," Julia assured her. "Just imagine you're helping me. If I help you, you can save enough money to buy animals."

"Really? You would?" Chelsea grinned, clapping her hands. "That's great!"

Julia laughed, Chelsea joining in soon after. Natalie huffed, crossing her arms. Chelsea noticed, frowning at her friend. "Do you want to help as well?" She asked.

Natalie narrowed her eyes at her, scowling. "You know I can't." She muttered. "I have to work."

Chelsea grimaced, "Yeah, sorry. I forgot…" Her grimace was replaced with a full-on grin as she looked back at Julia. "We better get going then. I'll see you tomorrow?" She asked Natalie.

"You can come to mine tomorrow." Natalie said sharply, "Bye Chelsea." She narrowed her eyes at Julia. "Bye." She climbed to her feet and stormed out of the door, not even looking back.

Julia looked stunned for a few seconds, but it soon turned to disappointment. "Does Natalie hate me?" She frowned, looking at the floor.

Chelsea shrugged. "She'll get over it."

Julia nodded sadly, as the two got to their feet. Chelsea took in Julia's clothes and shook her head. "You really don't want to ruin those clothes." She muttered.

"Oh!" Julia remembered what she was wearing. "I'll change, I'll be a second." She said, rushing towards the back room. Mirabelle frowned at her daughter, but smiled at Chelsea.

In a matter of minutes, Julia was out again and explaining to Mirabelle why she was going out.

Mirabelle nodded in approval, but frowned. "Be careful, you two. Farming is hard work…"

"I know," Chelsea assured, running a hand through her hair. "I'm used to it."

The two girls wandered outside, talking to each other.

"I didn't get a chance to introduce myself to anyone yesterday…" Julia frowned. "I'm planning of doing it tomorrow…"

"There isn't many people here yet," Chelsea explained, "There's only Natalie, Elliot, Chen, Charlie, Gannon and Eliza." She paused. "Oh! And there's Luke and Madelynn. I don't really talk much to those two though."

"I was expecting that little," Julia nodded, looking forward. "After all, this island's only been recently established."

"Yup," Chelsea agreed. She glanced towards Natalie's house. She saw Elliot looking through the window with wide-eyes. Natalie tugged him away by the ear furiously. Chelsea shivered in pain for him.

Looking forward, she noticed they were at her farm and grinned. Julia didn't expect her field to look quite that covered. Almost every inch was covered by either a nasty-looking weird, a dirt-covered rock or a dangerous branch.

"I wasn't expecting this…" She gasped.

"Oh…" Chelsea frowned. "Is it too much?" She asked, turning towards her.

"No, no… I'll try my best, I hope I manage to keep my hand in one piece."

Chelsea rolled her eyes, but grinned. "Okay! I'll work on the weeds. Would you mind picking up the stones and putting them in that box?" She asked, pointing towards a massive box. Chelsea chucked Julia a pair of old, worn gloves and turned her back to her.

Julia gulped as she slipped them on, walking towards a nasty rock. She held two hands in front of her and ducked down. She carried the rock at a distance as she walked back to the box. She dropped it in, not caring if it chipped or broke the box.

Whilst Julia was busy at work, Chelsea tugged aimlessly at monstrous weeds, which refused to budge without a fight. Sighing, she carried her bucket full of weeds and chuckled them into the river.

Julia was watching and frowned, walking over. "You can't just chuck weeds in the stream!" She exclaimed. "The fish get caught in them and die…"

Chelsea's eyes widened after a few seconds, and she looked back at the river. "Oh… woops…" She mumbled.

Julia nodded with approval, moving onto her next stone. Chelsea stood there, but shook her head to revive her senses. "Right… no more weed-chucking…" She muttered, strolling back over another troublesome weed.

After a few struggling, hardworking hours, they finally managed to clean the field. The branches and stones were sorted immaculately into boxes, whilst the weeds were squeezed tightly into the bin inside Chelsea's home, which they had taken outside to put beside the shipping bin. Chelsea and Julia spent the next hour working on ploughing the dirt in the blazing sun.

"I never knew farming was so difficult," Julia groaned, scattering the seeds over the messily ploughed plots. "I don't know how you'll survive."

Chelsea grimaced, "I don't know. Maybe I'll sell the farm to an actual farmer one day…" She wiped a sweat drop from her face and sighed.

"You can't sell it!" Julia exclaimed, but paused. "You could get some help though!"

"I don't have enough money to pay for help." Chelsea explained, limping to her front door, closely followed by Julia. "Thank you so much for today Julia. I owe you for life!" She chuckled.

Julia laughed alongside her, pulling her into a hug. "No problem. I better get going though. I'll see you tomorrow?" She suggested, taking gasps of air to even her breathing. "I need to meet people!" She exclaimed loudly releasing her and giggling. "Bye!"

Chelsea giggled as well, nodding her head. "Yup. Tomorrow!"

Note: I know you're waiting for romance. But if you hadn't realised this is also a friendship story. I'm building up relationships. Do you think you understand Chelsea and Natalie's friendship? Chelsea and Julia's? Julia and Natalie's?