A young woman walked off the boat coming into Sunny Island. She was coming here with her grandfather and her cousin. Her name was Rhyain, she was a quiet girl with a passion to fish, but she wasn't very good at it.
They settled into a house in East Town. The house was very old, but it seemed stable. As her grandfather and her cousin, Kade, began to rebuild the house, she went off to find a place to fish. She walked to the beach and took out her fishing pole. She waited for a bite....It seemed nothing would bite soon. Suddenly a voice called.
Denny: Hey! Are you new here to this island?
Rhyain: Yes. My name is Rhyain. Who are you?
Denny: I'm Denny! I live on the beach! So have ya caught anything?
Rhyain: *Sigh* No...not even a bite.
Denny: Aw. Geez. Just be paitent and concentrate! It will come soon!
Rhyain: *Giggles* I sure hope your right, Denny!
Denny walked away; waving goodbye. Rhyain sat, concentrating and waiting patiently. Soon, the sun started to set, the sky began to turn a pinkish red.
Denny came back.
Denny: Rhyain! Have ya got anything yet?
Rhyain: N-No.
Denny: Can I see your fishing rod?
Rhyain hands him the fishing rod.
Denny: Heheh, no wonder! You have no bait!
Rhyain: Huh?
Denny: Looks like it's getting dark. You should head home.
Rhyain: OH! RIGHT!
Denny: It was nice meeting you, Rhyain!
Rhyain waved back. She ran home and saw the house looked completly new. She walked inside the house, but no one was home. She walked back outside and sat down on the porch. She was tired from the run home. Her grandfather and Kade returned, but she had fallen asleep.
A New Life Living On This Island....I Wonder...
Until next chapter!