Sorry I haven't written in a while... Is Sabria Grey's grandfather's name? Is that how you spell it? Please help! Thanks!
Chapter 5 {Mineral Town Girls}-
They're no southern girls. No northern girls. No city girls, no country girls. They're Mineral Town Girls.
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I woke up early that morning too. 6:00am again. Got up, fed Bailey, ate some bread, and watched the news before heading outside again. For now, there was no choice for me but to meet some towns-people.
I was curious about the people. Were they nice? Do they like city people, like me? Would they hate me? Would they even respect me? I sure hoped. I was in for good and bad.
After leaving my land, I took the first right availible. I stepped into the blacksmith's shop, wishing myself luck.
"Owwww ouch ouch OUCH!!!!!!!!" a boy yelped loudly as I walked in. I studied the young man, he seemed to be about my age. He wore a dark blue cap that stated "UMA" on it, whoever knew what that meant...
"Grey," (I learned his name quickly!) " Grey, don't- oh- plea- stop- Oh! Grey, don't be so rude, there's a customer!" An old man started to complain, then realized I was there, so pasted on a fake smile. He looked like Grey's grandfather.
"Sorry about my grandson, he's my apprentice," he explained. "So, I haven't seen you around before, are you a tourist?" he asked politly, like he was actually interested.
"Oh, no. I just moved onto that old farm, and I came to meet the blacksmith...and...his grandson," I steadied my voice and guided my hand towards Grey, who was hovered over his hurt hand.
"Oh, well that's nice, I, am the blacksmith, Sabria(Is that it?), and THIS, is Grey," He said, nudging Grey with his elbow as a cue to look up and say hello.
In reply Grey yelped again loudly, Sabria must've hit it.
"Is he alright?" I asked, before leaving them to their buisness.
Sabria nodded, and I left.
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After I had stopped at the chicken place, sorry, I forgot the name, yodel farm, the winery, and the inn, It was already 8:00pm. I had decided to head in the bar, which I had been introduced to earlier.
"Hey Claire," A farmiliar New Jersy accent chimed. It was Ann! I was glad to see her,
In reply, I smiled sweetly. It seemed as if Ann had her girlfriends there. I hadn't met any of them. One stood with long, flowing pink hair, another in an apron, including a big yellow bowtie, a short girl who looked to have natural highlights, looking drunk already, in a purple vest, and the last one. She wore glasses on the tip of her nose, and a braid swung down low on her back.
"Claire, this is Popuri, her brother is Rick, her mom is Lillia, they own the chickens," Popuri smiled, like she REALLY wanted to meet me. She looked a little younger than all the others, who looked my age, 18.
"And here are Elli and Karen," she explained. Elli wore the apron, Karen didn't even look at me, she looked like she was still in some sort of reverie.
"And, Mary, the librarian!" She looked proud that she was finished. Mary looked at her feet shyly. I had now noticed she was hugging a book to her chest, which made sense.
Mary quietly whispered, "Hi."
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I might have more to add to that...
Sorry if I don't write often...
