Hello Peoples! New story I'm writing, and my first Harvest Moon Story at that! I noticed a lack of Kana stories and I just love the guy, but I can't decide between him and Cam so I'm writing this story to help solve the inner turmoil I feel between these two sexy bachelors. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own harvest moon or any of its characters :( just the plot and the people that I create
Lillian's POV
The new girl, that's what I've always been, every moment of my life, and I'm sick of it! Having never stayed at a school for more than a few months kept me from having a lot of friends. The children would always gossip about me whenever the teacher turned their back. They assumed because I was quiet, I was some depressed emo child. Because of my good grades in high school people started the crazy rumor that I only received the grades I did by sleeping with half the teachers. Because of my odd clothes people assumed I was dirt poor, although they weren't too far off on that one. Not a single person bothered getting to know me, they just placed me where they saw fit.
In three days, Winter 28th I'm turning twenty. That's the age my parents told me I could start my own life. My family isn't all that wealthy and it shows. Hand me down clothes, rusty old car, glasses with tape, and a home that, no matter where we move to, seems just about ready to collapse. My parents can't seem to hold on to a stable job so we go from place to place trying to make ends meet. Right now my mom is working a day job at a convenient store, while my dad is working the night shift at a local mall. As for me, my parents won't let me work... well no work that I get paid for. They insist that they have things under control and that I shouldn't worry, "Just get good experience for when you're out on your own in the world!" my mom always tells me when I leave the house in the morning. We live right in the middle of the city, which I guess is kind of lucky for traveling purposes. Tuesday through Saturday I volunteered at either the local animal shelter or the large farm just outside of the city, but today was a Monday, one of the best and worst days of the week. On Mondays everybody was busy so I have the chance to explore the current city I'm in, later today I'm checking out some of the shops downtown. I also love Mondays because that's the day the pet store near my house gets new critters.
I love animals, and chocolate and pi, but those can't love you back, and I've wanted to have a job with them ever since I saw my first puppy. I know that in less than a week I plan to work on a farm in some remote village, it's one of my dreams, I just don't see how it could ever become my reality.
Walking down the cobblestone street, listening to the blaring honks and screeching tires of taxis, I noticed a small flower shop tucked between a Starbucks and a Macy's, and my adoration of flowers compelled me to check it out. When I was just a few steps from the entrance I somehow managed to trip over the tiny crack between the cement squares in the sidewalk and fall on my butt. I stood up with as much care as I could, yet my tailbone sent a twinge of pain shooting up my spine. "Ouch! My poor buttknuckle, that hurt!" I exclaimed massaging the sore spot. A smooth chuckle caused me to slowly spin around, my face heating up as I did so. My face turned even more red when I saw who the chuckle belonged to. It was a boy, a pretty damn hot one might I add. He was tallish, lean, had shoulder length sandy-brown hair, and most importantly he was wearing purple. A checked purple newsboy hat was perched on his head with a matching, unbuttoned vest. Hanging loosely from his neck was a canary yellow tie. He wore a long sleeved gray undershirt with the top few buttons undone. The sleeves were rolled up to almost his elbows. To finish the outfit he wore dark jeans and brown shoes. Did I mention he was hot? Hello Benjamin I thought to myself, or at least I thought I thought to myself.
"Excuse me?" The strange boy asked. Oh shoot! He wasn't supposed to hear that um, um, um, ok just act not crazy and you should be able to walk away with your dignity. I looked up to see him staring at me puzzled. I let out a nervous chuckle.
"Heh heh... um hi?" I managed to get out, only adding to the awkwardness of the situation. I saw him roll his eyes. They were surprisingly a lovely shade of meadow green. We both waited for the other to speak first, but when neither of us gave any sign of letting up he spoke again.
"So um... I liked the reference to Doctor Who," He stated tensely. My jaw dropped. Not what I was expecting... Oh shoot! That means... uh-oh. If this guy knows what I was talking about then he knows exactly what I think of him. Crap what do I do? Ooh that's it! Run for it!
"Well um, it was nice...chatting with you," I made it sound like a question. "Ok um bye now!" I give a little wave and quickly walk off towards my apartment. I was about halfway down the block when I heard him call.
"Interesting term, buttknuckle. I give you props on coming up with it." My face began to heat up again and I focused on ignoring the incredibly hot guy behind me talking about my weird vocabulary. Somehow I ended up too focused on tuning out the rest of the world and tripped again, landing on the same part of my butt as before. In the distance I heard the strange boy let out another chuckle before the bell on a door signified his leave. Stupid guys, always being a distraction. I really hope I didn't come off as too crazy I continued to mutter to my thoughts after replaying the scene a few more times. By the time I reached my home I was trying my best to hide the traitorous smile that threatened to surface.