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A different kind of lovesick- Chelsea

"Well, you could say that I am an accomplished farmer... I mean, it's only my second fall on the island and I have my barn, coop and stable full. Gannon built all of the bridges, and fixed all of the roads for me. And I have a nice stash, in case anything happens. I even have a maker shed and most of the makers. I haven't gotten around to the house renovations, but I don't really see a need to. Same goes for the greenhouse, I mean I have a perfectly good field right there, what's the point? It's just; I don't know what to do at this point. Any input, Lanna?" I said as I looked up at Lanna, Sunny Island's one-hit-wonder turned dirty-minded fisher. She seemed to mull over the question as she smoothed out the wrinkles on her pink tablecloth and said rather coolly,

"Well babe, how is your love life? Sometimes when it's lacking in that department you feel it constantly." I couldn't help but empty my tea filled mouth all over her un-expecting face.

"You are joking. You have to be. I don't have a man, don't want a man, and I sure as hell don't need one." I said as I scoffed and set down the pink porcelain cup I was holding, and then wiped off my mouth.

After she had wiped her face with the handkerchief she had, she shot back coldly. "Thanks, because you know, I couldn't go on with living my life without you spitting all your tea on my face." I had to stifle a giggle at her oh-so-sarcastic remark. You would never expect this sense of humor from a girl with so much pink; I ended up thinking to myself. Then she started up again. "I really think you should develop a love interest, people might think you are a lesbian. And really, with all that space on your ranch you don't have any TESTOSTERONE on it. Frick, even your ANIMALS aren't male." I had to shake my head and laugh at her remark. I could have sworn all of this hanging out with her gets to me sometimes; it even rubs off on me. So before I got anymore of her in my system I had to leave.

"Before I get the exact same thinking process as you do, I should leave. Maybe clear my head and go mining." I said standing abruptly.

She wanted to protest, but could tell I needed it. So she settled with making one of her witty little comebacks. "Don't think you have heard the last of this; you're going to need some male contact sooner or later! I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE!"

"I love you too, Lanna" I called back, seeing that I was already halfway down the road. On the way I managed to bump into Pierre's stalker, and I mean literally. I almost knocked her over. "I'm sorry!" I managed to get out, clearly embarrassed for not paying attention to where I was going.

"Pierre?" She called out. How could she mistake me for Pierre? Do I have a purple top hat and curly golden locks? I don't think so. Was all I could manage to think as I continued to walk to the mine. While I was still fuming another thought managed to find its way into my head, how could she like that little pipsqueak? He looks like he looks like a pre-pubescent Willy Wonka. Well I guess she likes someone. Unlike me… The next time I looked up from my thoughts I was at the entrance to the mine. "This island is so small. You blink and you miss something…" I mumbled to myself as I got my hammer out and entered the mine.

I left the mine a few hours later, completely exhausted. My anger management was accomplished, but I only had a few ores to show for it. I managed to fall into my little thinking rants again. There needs to be some kind of person out there for me, right? Even if the men on the island are limited, it's not like I'm stupid or undesirable or anything. I just so happen to be picky. But someone else I know happens to be picky. "Speak of the devil." Was all I managed to choke out as I stumbled upon Natalie and Pierre in the woods, fighting about some kind of mushroom. Natalie…How in the hell? One of the pickiest, smartest, mischievous people I know, with Pierre?! I didn't know you liked them so short… My mind wandered again while I missed majority of their conversation. All I know now is that it ended well, extremely so. How exactly does all of this start up from something as small as a mushroom? I don't even like mushrooms, and neither does Nat. All I could do at that point was try and calm down after she kissed the man that looked like he could have been her son.

Once I walked far enough to see Natalie's house, I decided to go and congratulate her on her budding romance. She didn't even consider any of the guys on the island. All of which weren't good enough for her. Even Denny, who was one of the two guys I considered pursuing on the island, the other being the hard-ass, Vaughn. I stood outside the door for a bit, thinking about what I would say, giving up on that I barged in, I was practically related to these people. Even if I wasn't like that with everyone, I was welcomed everywhere. As soon as I got my head through the doorjamb I was taken aback. Elliot and Julia?! What was the busty blonde doing with the big nerd I considered my big brother?! My mouth and brain apparently weren't working at the moment so all that came out was "Wh-Whaat? Y-you two? H-How in the hell?!" They only noticed I was standing there when I opened my big mouth, and left it open with shock. They turned and at first looked embarrassed, but then came to their senses and gave me the "What are you doing in here?" face. With that I took my leave, ducking my head back out, trying to hide my blush. I guess I wasn't welcome everywhere.

Taking a short break to recover from that amazingly awkward incident, I thought Natalie can wait. I don't want to risk anything else by going back in there. God knows what might be happening now. So I began to wander around the town until later in the evening, making sure I avoided little Wonka's stalker. I somehow ended up at the islands Diner. Only as I could smell the amazing food coming out of that place did I realize how famished I was. It didn't take long for my feet to propel me through the door and inside the Diner. I took a moment to fully enjoy the aroma coming out of the kitchen. Looking around I saw a few miners, the owner, and Vaughn. I guess its Wednesday. I thought as I noticed the silver-haired cowboy, as he scowled over a bowl of porridge. I then spotted a more, horrifying picture; you could call it; Denny and Lanna just so happened to be 'Socializing' at the table. She was trying to force her autograph on him. He didn't really care for it but seemed to enjoy her company anyway; that stupid, purple bandanna wearing, blobby bird carrying, big fish catching flirt. The words flooded into my head. And the next words that came out of my mouth were the only ones that I could manage to get out, "Lanna, why?" I then proceeded to lose all composure and ran out of the Diner in tears.

I ran as quickly as my tired legs would carry me. I had to get somewhere, anywhere. I needed off this stupid, love struck island. Everyone seemed to have a date tonight. Of course it's the night I felt the worst about my single status. I am witty, decent looking, and very successful. Why isn't there anyone that wants to chase after me? I then had to think about all the single suitors left on the Island. Vaughn is too much of a hard-ass to open himself up to me. Mark was alright? Why can't I have a love connection with anyone? I began to slow down as I passed over a bridge. If anything, I can go on some dating service. It started to get darker as the foliage was thickening around me. Oh, shit… Was all I thought as I felt my body begin to turn upside-down. Then, nothing.

Author's notes: While I was avoiding homework, I felt like re-reading my story. Made some edits that just bothered the crap out of me, and added some author's notes. =] I have an easier time writing for Chelsea. I have been told a lot of my personality ends up coming out when I write her chapters. Well, thassall for now. Review and I will love you forever. Loves~ Diddly.