You could say this is like my second fanfic but its really not. I didn't ever finish the first one i started. :( I was going to finish it so I went and read over it and I realized... It was complete juvenile shit... But i did write it the summer going into my 9th grade year soooo... Well i guess it wasn't all that bad but i decided to somewhat rewrite it, change some stuff i planned, elaborate on stuff i hadn't before, and ect. So i hope this one is just a tad bit better haha!
I really hope you all enjoy it very much 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Harvest Moon all rights belong to Natsume. Any other references i made in this fic belong to their respective owners.
Once again i hope you enjoy! reviews/constructive criticism is much appreciated! Thanks :)
If there was one thing I understood perfectly clear it was that if you didn't possess substantial good looks, some athletic ability, a high IQ, or an outgoing personality you had very little chance of fitting in somewhere in the social world. This had always been the case for me. I was shy and easily embarrassed. I wasn't the smartest person to be born on this earth and I for sure wasn't the prettiest. I was small and scrawny and had virtually no talent what so ever. I had no friends because I constantly shied away from most human contact besides my parents. And I forever lived in the shadow of my older sister. In other words I was a nobody.
"Molly?"
"…"
"Molly?"
"…"
"MOLLY!" My mother's shrill voice echoed throughout our now empty apartment.
"WHAT?" I called back frustrated by her constant annoyance.
"HURRY AND FINISH PACKING WE LEAVE TODAY! DO NOT HOLD US UP!"
"Whatever… OK I'M ALMOST DONE!"
Just because I had no friends and no life here didn't mean I wanted to move away. Moving away just meant I'd most likely be living the same identical life I had here in the city. A lonely one.
I packed up the last of my books, nail polish, and other small things into various half filled boxes, taped them up, and then labeled them in sharpie according to what they contained.
"Knock, knock Molly bear." The familiar voice of my best friend, my sister, called from our former bedroom door.
"Hey Ange."
"Why the long face Mol?"
"What other reason would I have to be upset?" I snapped.
"Hey don't get catty with me little sister! I thought you hated it here? Why are you so upset were leaving?" She asked obvious frustration in her tone.
"Just because I don't there's really nothing here for me doesn't mean I want to leave. I'm comfortable. I don't adjust well to change. Besides I know nothing's going to change anyways."
"Molly bear the Harvest Goddess has a plan for all of us. We wouldn't be moving away if it wasn't the right thing to do. Who knows life could be better for us once we leave the hustle and bustle of the city. I think it'll suit you more. You can start over. Make a whole new you!" She flashed a loving smile before picking up one of my remaining boxes and toting it out of the room.
Angela always had a positive outlook on everything. This was why everyone liked her.
I took the hair band off my wrist and pulled my long auburn hair into a messy ponytail and slipped on my glasses.
"Well here's to new beginnings I guess…" I muttered as I picked up my last two boxes and lugged them to the elevator.
I stared into the empty deserted apartment. Just two days ago everything was in its perfect place rather than being crammed into boxes and into the back of a stuffy old moving van. Just two days ago my room was exactly what it was, "my room". Now it would belong to another family. Just two days ago these white washed walls were covered with family photos and paintings of foam covered oceans, vibrant sunsets, and fields full of pastel colored flowers. Just two days ago our fridge was filled with left over's and a half filled carton of eggs. Now the fridge was on its way to a new home. Just two days ago I was happy and content living my anti social life here in the city. I was happy spending these quiet summer afternoons in my bedroom reading books. Now that was all about to change. I would be forced to start the academic year in a new town, in a new home, and a new school. It's not like it would be any different from how it is now.
The elevator doors shut and my life in the city came to an end.
"She's so slow. What is taking her so long?" I could hear my mother's insufferable complaining outside the elevator.
"I'm right here Mother!" I snapped.
"Oh. Well it's about time honey. We need to leave or the moving van is going to get there before us. Go get in the car with your sister and father." She ordered.
It was so typical of her to act like this. She had been like this all my life. Stern and controlling. She was the whole reason we were moving in the first place. Her job was transferring her to their brand new office building. We were moving to this small little country town that was a couple miles away from said office building. My mom worked for a huge real estate company called real estate united. The company was looking to build up the surrounding small town areas. The only thing she cared about was her job. I don't even understand why she married my dad.
My dad was the complete opposite of my mother. He was a free spirit. He painted for a living. His art reflected how he felt and it truly was inspirational. Our apartment's walls were covered with his work and now they were on their way to our new house. He and my mom fought all the time… I just didn't understand how two complete opposites could be together.
But then again there was a lot I didn't understand.
Our car powered down the empty road. Trees and wide open fields flew bye as I stared out the tinted back seat window. I looked over at my sisters sleeping face she had passed out two hours ago. Despite her natural beauty Angela was absolutely hideous when she slept. Drool dribbled down from the corner of her mouth, her right eye twitched, and she was snoring louder than a semi trucks engine. It was the least bit attractive. Lucky for me I didn't have to listen to her obnoxious sleepy time sounds because I had my saving grace, my music, jammed into my ears.
Indie music played at full volume in my ears as corn fields danced in the breeze on the side of the road. I would text someone but the only numbers in my phone were my families. I really was a pitiful existence. So without anything to do I got on the one thing that I felt really deserved all the time I spent on it. I pulled up the often used app on my iphone and the familiar title greeted me. Tumblr. These were the only people who understood me.
"My parents are trying to make my pitiful life worse. I thought the city was bad now thanks to my mother I'm being forced out to the countryside. I just can't wait to share my life with a bunch of cow tipping hicks. Cheers to new beginnings." I blogged.
After closing out of Tumblr the endless fields of flowers and corn, the darkness of night, and the soft tone of my music lulled me into a deep, deep sleep.
I had a dream. I dreamt that I was back at our old apartment in mine and Angela's bedroom. We were watching Crazy Stupid Love, eating buttered popcorn with M&M's, drinking hot coco, and wishing we looked like Emma Stone. We looked out our large window at the starless night sky and tell the wildest stories our imaginations could come up with. We laughed and laughed till our eyes could stay open no longer and we fell asleep with big smiles stretched across our sleepy faces. My dream wasn't anything special, but it was what made me happiest. I wish I could have just stayed asleep forever because what I woke up to was a nightmare.
"Molly…"
"…"
"Molly bear…"
"Mmmm… Ugh…"
"Hey… Molly bear wake up sleepy head. We're here."
"Hmm?" My eyes peeked open and sunlight immediately invaded the darkness they were so enjoying.
"Haha well good morning sleeping beauty. Welcome to the world of the living." Angela joked. Her laugh sounded so obnoxious to my tired body. My ears had not yet adjusted and were not prepared for her loud cackle.
She dragged me by the arm to as she liked to say "greet the morning" and show me our new home.
It was a large two story white farm house with enormous glass windows. There was a large front yard filled with yellow and white flowers. Extended from the front of the house was a large wooden porch. A cobble stone pathway lead from the house to the street where a brick mail box stood tall and straight. A large barn with a slight tilt was built behind the house. The barn was accompanied by a small chicken coop with a slant that matched the barns. The inside was completely hard wood floors. It had the biggest kitchen I had ever seen, four bedrooms, and five and a half bathrooms. The back yard was even larger than the front and filled with even more flowers. A little ways over a crystal clear river flowed. There was a grassy hill topped with an oak tree that could touch the puffy white clouds behind the barn. If you walked across the street there was a gated fence at the edge of a cliff. The gate led you down a pathway to a beach with pearly white sand littered with pale pink shells.
I felt a pair of heavy hands press down on my shoulders.
"Well what do you think? It's the best in Castanet." My dad smiled down at me with warm chocolate brown eyes.
Castanet was nothing like the city that was for sure.
"It's… It's like something out of a fairy tale. Like one of the books I've read." And I wasn't lying.
My dad's smile got bigger. I could tell he was much happier here. Not by the smile that was on his face though, but by his eyes. You could read any emotion he felt through his eyes. And at his moment his eyes turned to soft liquid pools that shimmered and shone with the light of a thousand stars. Other than my sister my dad was my only other friend.
"You'll also get your own room Molly bear. And Angela agreed to let you pick which one you want first. Of course your mother and I get the master bedroom haha." He laughed. I could tell Daddy and Angela wanted me to be happy here more than anything.
I walked through the living room, past the master bedroom and upstairs to where the three remaining bedrooms remained. At the top of the stairs was a large empty room with a big wide window on the left wall, two doors placed evenly apart on wall in front of me, and one on the right. I slowly stepped away from the stairs and walked towards the two doors. I knew these would belong to Angela and I. But which one to choose? I closed my eyes.
They popped open, "The one on the left." I announced aloud to myself.
I sauntered over and gripped the cool brass knob.
"Well here goes." I slowly turned and the door creaked open. What I saw took my breath away. Pure golden sunlight poured in from two windows and a pair of large glass doors that lead to a balcony. On the right side of the room there was a door, and behind that was a bathroom I believed was fit for a princess. White marble counters, porcelain sink, large mirror, and an eggshell white claw foot tub. On the left side of the room was another door, but before I could figure out where it led, my sister burst through it.
"Look! Molly our bedrooms connect! Isn't that neat? This house is so much better than the apartment don't ya think?" She cheered.
"It's not bad at all." I smiled.
Angela's face lit up even more at that. She ran over and wrapped me up in a rib crushing hug.
"See I told you everything would turn out fine."
In a matter of minutes sweaty men from the moving company were transferring all our furniture, old and newly purchased, into our new home. In a matter of a few hours they were done.
That night after dinner I sat outside on the porch swing.
"Mind if I join ya?" My fathers' deep, rich voice asked.
"Mmhmm." I answered with a nod of my head.
He took a seat beside me, his weight causing the swing to move back and forth, my long wavy hair flowing with the sudden motion.
"Aren't the stars beautiful here in Castanet?" He asked staring up at the sky.
I looked up and was almost taken aback with what I saw. How come I hadn't noticed it already?
"Wow. It's like Van Gogh's painting was plastered up in heavens. It looks like someone spilt glitter all over a piece of black construction paper. It's beautiful."
"It is isn't it? Almost as beautiful as you Molly bear." He kissed my forehead.
Just because you're my father… Doesn't mean you have to lie to me about my looks. I knew I shouldn't think these things but I couldn't help it. I knew I wasn't pretty and I accepted it.
Time slipped away from us as we watched the night sky change from darkness to dawn.
"Well would ya look at that Mol. Looks like we pulled an all nighter. You better head upstairs and go to bed. We've got lots to do today."
I tiptoed up stairs and crawled under my pristine white sheets. I could feel sleep hanging heavily on my eye lids.
"Here's to new beginnings" I smiled as sleep took over and I drifted off into a dream.
Well this was chapter 1! I'm sorry if it kind of dragged it was really to set up the setting and everything that was going on. I would love if you continued to read on! More to come later! Please review! Toodles 3