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𝐀𝐌𝐘𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀,
or Bella for short, moves to Avonlea, a rather remote place.
Narrow-minded and old-fashioned, yet loving people.
People say she had a bad temper, was cheeky and had her own way of dealing with people. But the girl could care l...
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THE DAYS PASSED AND AMYBELLA heard nothing more from the brunette boy. She came into Charlottetown with her mother to run a few errands when she spotted Gilbert in a window. Hastily, she ran in the door and saw him standing by a shelf. She walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey Gilbert." she greeted him. Gilbert eyed her for a moment and then nodded.
"Hi." was his simple reply.
"I heard you were gifted with a Scheppre Pie?" Amybella smiled and didn't let his mood get in the way. After his father had died, it was a given that he wouldn't be skipping all over Avonlea with a cheerful smile. He gave the blonde girl another simple nod.
"Hello Gilbert. Eh.. Amybella." Matthew Cuthbert greeted them both. Amybella gave up when she realized Gilbert obviously didn't want to talk to her and went looking for the things she needed to get for her mother.
"Good day Mr. Cuthbert." Gilbert greeted the man. Amybella got in line at the checkout.
"So uh.. bit of a cold snap, eh?" Mr. Cuthbert also tried to make conversation.
"True enough." Gilbert gave another short reply. He just didn't feel like talking.
"Ma'am?" Amybella turned her head to the sales clerk.
"Oh, sorry. I need a bag of flour and two packs of eggs." He nodded.
"I'm afraid the eggs aren't quite fresh. One of the merchant ships went down on the mainland." he told her and she looked at him in shock.
"Out of Charlottetown? That's horrible." she said.
"Nothing you can do." said the friendly man. Amybella paid and then turned back to Gilbert and Matthew. Gilbert had just left the store and Matthew approached the blonde girl.
"What was it about, Mr. Cuthbert?" she asked him.
"Uh.. I offered Gilbert my help with.. with his fields. B-but he doesn't want to be eh-.. not a farmer." Matthew stuttered and cleared his throat. He was probably completely confused himself. Bella also looked at him, confused.
Of course Gilbert wasn't a farmer, but he couldn't let his fields go to waste. She quickly grabbed her things and went out. She looked around when she heard voices.
"Come on, bud, I don't get you. Seriously, what's your problem?" Bella looked to the side and spotted Gilbert, Billy and the blonde boy's two idiots of friends.
Gilbert turned around, threw his bag at Billy and punched him in the face. They started fighting and Bella ran towards them, startled.
