Opposites attract
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harvest Moon characters, I just write fanfics on them…
It's another regular day at the library; people come in on occasion, most of the men who come in head toward the political or hardware sections of the library, while women head toward the romance or magazine sections. The fantasy section however remains untouched. This puzzles me. Aren't people interested in the legends of times gone by? Of Hero's and princess' and dragons? Of Lovers…It saddens me sometimes, I remember a time when, as a little girl, me and the other girls in town used to come to the library and read those books. It hurts me because now those books just sit there, collecting dust until the end of time…or whenever this library will close. Now THAT'S a sad thought.
I had always loved the library you see, the serene calm, the nice quiet atmosphere, the smell of old paper and of course the books. That was the reason I got the job at the library in the first place, it was pretty easy to get to, what with my father being the mayor and no one actually wanting the position. Week after week I stay here, reading mostly. It's probably because of me that those fantasy books haven't fallen apart yet.
It may seem childish at first I must admit but I actually enjoy reading fantasy books more then anything. It interesting to hear of long adventures, daring warriors, conniving villains and daring heroes.
I sigh as I read the ending of "Thumbelina." It was probably one of my most favourite fantasy stories, the journey exciting and long, with a sort of exotic feel to it. The heroine courageous and the hero charming. How I wish I was like that, courageous and daring. I lift my head and look out the window. How I also wish I had someone to call my prince charming.
My eyes suddenly land on someone by the river…its him, Ray. I remember Ray from when we were kids. He was always calm and serious at school, a god student, getting good grades and trying to compete with the other students who had high grades. Outside of class though he was really athletic and loud. Always boasting about his talents and trying to compete with the other boys. It actually surprised me that in the end he chose to be a fisherman. In my opinion he could have had any job he wanted, he could have moved to a busy city on the coast and gotten a job as a marine biologist for goodness sake! Yet he didn't….that always puzzled me.
Ray looks like a ruffian now, with his long messy brown hair tied up in a ponytail. Instead of wearing proper clothing, all he wears is a blue tunic and blue tights. Day in and day out he sits by the river waiting for a catch. His eyes are blank, almost icy. He hates to be disturbed, why just the other day I remember seeing Dan play a joke on Ray by pushing him into the water, as soon as Ray had surfaced he gave Dan an Icy cold glare and yelled at him for bothering him while fishing. At times he's really competitive always wanting to be the best. He's sometimes goes for days upon end outside never coming in to sleep. He's a ruffian, rugged and wild, while I'm a lady, kind, shy and timid.
We're total opposites yet why am I…why am I so attracted to him?
Is it the way he worries about people when there hurt or when there sick and how he stops by to check on them? Is it because at times he has this soft side, this kind and caring side and he helps those in need? Is it because he's secretly smart but never shows it? Is it his smile so soft and warm that I just want to hug him? Is it his sheer determination in doing something? Is it his ruggedness? Is it the way he acts towards me and only me when I talk to him? Is it his interest in books?
My head spins with all the questions going through it. My cheeks grow warm as he looks up and appears to be staring at me. Is he? Is he looking for me? Why is it that when I think of Ray he seems perfect, in my minds eye I only seeing him smile. Why is it that when I look at his lips all I want to do is kiss them?
I know I'm attracted, no that's not even the right word for it I must be obsessed. When I think of my prince charming I can only think of him. When I think of who I want to spend the rest of my life with I only want to be with him.
But how can that be…do opposites really attract?