The outsiders

Chapter 1

PLEASE READ THE BOOK "THE ISLAND" BEFORE READING THIS E-BOOK SEQUEL AS YOU MAY NOT KNOW WHAT THIS SEQUEL IS ABOUT!!!

After months on end of nonstop sailing, me and Andrew (Fisherman) finally got to an island. It looked tropical....Hawaiian even. I stopped for a moment remembering when I was locked up in that goat pen....God how those repulsive, horrendous scraps altered my taste buds.....Andrew shook me back to my consciousness:

"hey let's not daydream we'll get sleep later" he remarked. I let my feet touch the grainy sand. It was so.....warm and comforting. I was happy for a moment or two staring into the void. Then a few people approached us, as I saw them I shivered a bit....

"Hello! Are you guys new?? We're the locals from that village" exclaimed one of them pointing to an antique village. It was aesthetically pleasing to look at. I couldn't take my eyes off it. They were starting to help me up...I didn't want to get up. They actually left me alone? I musted up some courage and then introduced myself:
"H-hi i-i-i'm Liam.....T-this is a-andrew" I then I pointed at andrew. He only waved though. The "villagers" then started asking questions like
"Wanna aply for a job?"
"Wanna come to my inn?"
"Wanna lay in our for visitors sauna?"
It was all just basically being shouted at but in a kind way? I then turned to Andrew he stared deep into my eyes which made me super uncomfortable and which also made me want to throw myself out of a window. "hey why aren't you two saying anything"
One of the "Villagers" asked
"sorry he's a little shy. He's just got a little bit of bad memories from our last island" Andrew blurted out while putting his hand on my shoulder
"you guys wanna rest in a hotel? It's free for the first 7 years for visitors!" They explained in harmony.
"S-sure" I mumbled. Maybe I didn't want to....my brain just basically went into autopilot and I didn't really get to choose what I said....I just said it.....