It was an early start for sheep Farmer Peter, 5:30 am was when his alarm went off. He still had 30 free minutes before he was due in the field for work so he got dressed in his usual green and black plaid shirt and his favourite jeans. He also had his usual buttered toast for breakfast. Peter loved seeing the sunrise so he dashed down and 5 minute walk down a hill to the beach where the magical sunrise woukd occur.
Peter got to the beach just in time to catch the orange and yellow morning glow rise and settle in the sky and it came with the feeling that anything could happed. With that thought something something so strange, even Peculiar, happened that Peter thought he was dreaming, a young girl, about 16 years of age washed up a few meters away from him.
Panic started to rise in Peters stomach, at first he didnt know what to do but his mind raced back to the first aid course he took a few months ago. He ran up to the girl and checked for her pulse...
Boom boom, boom boom. FEW SHE ALIVE! He thought to himself. Thinking for another moment on what to do with her he decieded he'd travel into town and drop her off to kev the owner of the 'Priest Hole'
After the 5, now 10, minute walk back to Peters house he lugged the girl into the passenger seat of his ute and took off towards town. As he was driving 'Sorry' By Justin Bieber turned on the radio snd he had the music so loud he could barely hear himself think. A half asleep moan escaped the girls lips so he turned it down a little. He just pulled up infront of the old and rickety priest hole and carried the girl bridal style through the door.
"Ah Pete, Innit a lil early for ya' to be 'ere?" Kev asked confused but happy to see his old friend.
"Hahaha. Well...." Peter then explained the whole situation that happened that morning. But kev didnt know the tiniest of information on her.
"Leave her here, I'll give her a spare room and when she's stable and awake I'll let her roam the island and maybe organise a ferry for her." Kev offered generously,
"Okay, thanks for this, do tell me if she comes around, will ya?" Peter asked
"Of course! Bye now, can't have your face scaring away customers"
"Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny, bye."
As Peter exited the old oakwood door a bird swooped throught the door too quick for him even notice so he continued to head off to his farm to work.
A/N So so so sorry for the superrr short chapter but just wanted to let you know that this book wont go exactly to the story line of the OG
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