Moonlight

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Chapter One

It was Saturday. Nothing was different. Except this was another busy day at the bar. Karen's relatives were coming over to Flowerbud Village for the first time in five years to check if the wine still has that tangy taste in it. But things have changed a lot in five years. First, the #1 winemaker in the country died, and that was Karen's grandmother. Ever since then the grapes tasted different and the vineyard's been dying. Karen wanted to forget her embarrassing troubles and move to the city. But Ann, her best friend, doesn't like the idea and Karen's father is taking over her life.

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Karen was ordered to go greet her relatives. Five ferries filled with the " Krystal " family. All the aunts hugged her and the uncles cheered.
" Oh Karen! I miss you so much!" said her Aunt McKenzie. Hugging her, Karen rolled her eyes.
" Hi Aunt McKenzie," Karen said miserably. " If you want my mom, she's at the vineyard!"
" Oh yeah, the Vineyard!" her uncle butted in. " I want to taste those magnificent grapes again!"
" Actually, grandma died and the grapes have gone weird. They taste different," sighed Karen. Everybody groaned. Only the aunts and uncles came because cousins were too little to come. Karen guided the five aunts and uncles to the vineyard.

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Karen's mom and dad were hugging the relatives. Karen sat on a wine barrel with Kai in front of her and Ann, who was sucking on a lollipop, sitting right next to her.
" Karen, every time your relatives come you seem a little shy and hate them," said Kai.
" No Kai, I don't hate them, I just don't feel comfortable around them as I feel around my parents and you two. But around my father I feel horrible. He's taking over my life. He's too lazy to revive this vineyard, and the way he watches The Simpsons, that is no doubt, it's a fact."
" Aw, c'mon Karen! You can't say that about your father!" said Ann.
" He's taking over my life! Isn't that bad enough? And I'm so glad that my relatives did no kissies or cheek pinching!"
" Well," said Ann between licks, " Maybe you could be more nicer to your parents."
" ... No. I'm going to the bar early," said Karen, " bye." Karen headed for the vineyard exit and her father called out.
" Karen, where you going?! You ain't going anywhere!" snapped her father.
" What a terrible father! You should let me have my way!" she yelled then ran away.
" What! Don't be so selfish Karen! What an undutiful daughter!"

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Karen took a swig of beer. One hour before the bar opened.
" So how's life been?" asked the bartender. Karen took another drink and didn't respond.
" Peachy, just peachy Duke," Karen said sarcastically.
" Uh oh. There's another sign of moodiness. Your father banging down on you?"
" Life isn't good right now, Duke. The vineyard's dying, my father is a wreck, and I want to go to the city to become a famous dancer."
" Really?" They talked about the vineyard for an hour. The door slammed open and Karen's relatives immediately sat down, asking for wine and beer.
" WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE?!" Duke screamed over the roaring and excited crowd.
" MY RELATIVES!" Karen screamed back to Duke. He tried to make out what her words were.
" YOUR RELATIVES?! YOU DIDN'T TELL ME!"
" WHO CARES! WE CAN GET MORE MONEY BY THEM, ANYWAYS!"

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Karen took some orders. Some more people, like Kai, Jeff and the Shipper came. She was too busy. Her aunts ordered vodka and her uncles wine. She served them finally and got to the other customers.
" We're too busy! Hold up, Kai!" complained Karen. She was soaked in sweat and her fingers were shaking from writing down orders.
" I can help," volunteered Kai. Karen turned to him and nodded happily.
" Finally someone volunteers," said Karen to herself. She was holding a glass of wine and was struggling to hold it because she had five other beers in her arms. Accidently, she dropped the wine and slipped on the floor—landing flat on her face. " Ouch."
" Are you okay?" a voice was heard. Karen lifted her head up and to her blurry sight, she saw a cute boy her age with a backwards hat and worn out overalls.
" I'm fine, just splendid," she rudely said. She lifted herself up and wiped off the wine she got on her shorts. " What's your name?" She sounded so concern now.
" I'm Jack. I'm the new farmer down the road," he said.
" Really?" Karen said. She studied him. Jack studied her. " I'm Karen.."
" Hi Karen, you run the bar?" he shyly asked. Karen blushed deeply. She was madly in love with someone she barely knew.
" Yeah.." She realized what she said. " Oh, no! I help the bartender out! So I guess you can say I am a waitress."
" Cool.." There was a long moment of silence. " Oh, uh.. Could you take my order, please?" asked Jack. Karen nodded. " May I have some of your sparkling wine?"
Oh, anything for you, Karen thought. She smiled sweetly like she never did in years. Happily, she trotted to the wine barrel and filled a sparkling new glass with wine. She handed Jack the wine carefully, trying not to be so clutzy like she is around cute boys.
" Thanks," said Jack hotly. He took a drink. " Wow, it's great. You have a vineyard?"
" Yeah, but my dad runs it and it's pretty much.. Dead. Reviving it won't be so easy," signed Karen. She looked into Jack's blue eyes. " It's on the house, by the way, since you're a new farmer.."
" Really? Wow, awesome! Good thing because I spent all my money on bird feed and seeds!" he laughed. Karen slapped him stupidly.
" That was an offer! You should be taking it seriously because I barely do that around here!"

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Karen came out very late that night. Four in the morning. She was high on wine and obviously drunk. She thought about what she did and she felt bad for slapping Jack like that. She sighed and thought she'd apologize tomorrow. Her day was very very busy. Luckily tomorrow was her day off. Karen fell asleep on the couch.

A/N : So what do you think? It's my first fic. I made it very late at night when I was extremely bored. Please read and review. If you review my story, I'll review your story if ya' got one! Lol, but the #1 rule : R/R! If I get enough, I will add chapter two! Thankies!