Gilbert Bytle ★

It had been two days since you moved to Avonlea, the town where your grandparents were from before they moved to England and had your mother Your older sister Amy was basically the princess of the house, so she complained the entire way about the humidity, the mud, the mosquitoes, and everything else; plus, your father made you run in the mornings so you could build more "muscle" due to your lack of it And so, you ended up walking to your new school, which according to your grandmother's directions was near the forest. You followed that direction, coming across huge apple trees, and you began to suspect that you were lost, until a voice spoke from among the bushes "You know this is private property, right?" that voice asked, and you quickly apologized, before a boy your age stepped out from among the apple trees with a somewhat amused and gentle expression "My apologies, I didn't mean to scare you"