anime26angel: Hey everyone! Here's my latest story, Dancing on the Moon.
I'm trying to make this as realistic as possible, so bear with me here!
*ahem*, I don't own harvest moon! I'm only in high school! So leave me
alone! (kicks soccer ball at approaching zombie lawyer's head) SCORE!
(zombie lawyer falls apart) on with the fic!
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Chapter 1
Runaway, Runaway
It was near nightfall with the sun sinking into the cool depths of the Pacific Ocean. It was the end of the day and the end of another summer.
Karen Evans of Flowerbud Village stood on the shores of Firefly Beach, the waves crashing at her feet. She pulled out a heavily creased piece of paper from the pocket of her jeans, skimming its contents for the thousandth time.
Dear Ms. Karen Evans,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to the School of American Ballet..
She still couldn't believe it. She had been accepted to the American School of Ballet, where she could train to be one of the finest dancers in the country and maybe just maybe be selected to be part of the New York City Ballet. The ballet company her mother was part of before she retired and moved to Flowerbud Village.
It had been Karen's dream to be part of the New York City Ballet, ever since she watched Swan Lake at the Metropolitan Opera House, in New York City with her aunt Marissa, when she was 6 years old. She began her ballet training with her mother when she was 7 years old at the nearest ballet school, which was in Santa Barbara, 3 hours away from Flowerbud by boat. Year after year, she kept training and training. While everyone else kept telling her, year after year, that it was foolish to try and become a ballerina.
"Study in school and go to college." Some had said. "Learn how to be a housewife, instead." The midwife said. "Forget about going to New York, your life is here." Others had said. But year after year, Karen ignored them, and kept training.
She would have auditioned at the School of American Ballet when she was younger, if she had the money. This year, the vineyard was successful again, making more profits than it did when Eve, Karen's grandmother was alive. No one understood why the vineyard was making money again, but then, a miracle is a miracle, so why bother asking? Now that the vineyard was financially secure, Karen had the money to fly to New York City and to pay for the tuition, if she got in.
Then there were her parents, Sasha and Gotz, but convincing them to allow her to attend the winter term was easy. Sasha was thrilled that her daughter wanted to go to the school and Gotz was willing to get her out of the house, since they didn't have a stable father-daughter relationship. Karen and Gotz thought it would be best for her to go to the School, so Karen could achieve her dream and they wouldn't be at each other's throats 24/7.
So, about 2 weeks ago, the Evans Family flew to New York City, for their "summer vacation". When in reality, they went to New York City, so Karen could audition in order to get into the school. And 2 weeks later, she received the acceptance letter in the mail, saying classes would start on the 23rd.
Today was the 20th and everyone was still clueless about Karen's decision to leave. No one knew. Not her best friend, Ann, whom she shared all her secrets with, not Kai, the worker at the vineyard, no one! Not even her boyfriend Jack. She didn't want anyone to know, so as to make it easier to leave without everyone begging for her to stay. Almost everyone scoffed at her plans to leave one day, saying it was unlikely for her to pack up her bags and leave. Everyone except Kai, but he still wanted her to stay. But she was going to surprise them all, by leaving tomorrow evening!
Everything was perfect. Half of Karen's stuff was shipped to her aunt Marissa in New York City, and Karen was taking the other half of her stuff with her to her dorm room at the School. She and her parents were going to sail to Santa Barbara, and spend the night at one of her uncle's house. Then the following morning, drive to Los Angeles, and catch the 11:30 a.m. flight to New York City. There, Aunt Marissa will pick her up from the airport and spend the night at her penthouse. Then the next morning, they'll drive to the school, and classes will start at 8:00 a.m.
Yep. Everything was perfect. She was going to get out of this middle of nowhere, and be free of the chains of small-town life. Yeah. Everything was perfect, and nothing and she knew nothing was going to stop her!
"Karen." A soft voice whispered in her ear.
Well, maybe just one thing.
"Jack." Karen thought to herself.
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Well that's the end of chapter 1. On to the next one!
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Chapter 1
Runaway, Runaway
It was near nightfall with the sun sinking into the cool depths of the Pacific Ocean. It was the end of the day and the end of another summer.
Karen Evans of Flowerbud Village stood on the shores of Firefly Beach, the waves crashing at her feet. She pulled out a heavily creased piece of paper from the pocket of her jeans, skimming its contents for the thousandth time.
Dear Ms. Karen Evans,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to the School of American Ballet..
She still couldn't believe it. She had been accepted to the American School of Ballet, where she could train to be one of the finest dancers in the country and maybe just maybe be selected to be part of the New York City Ballet. The ballet company her mother was part of before she retired and moved to Flowerbud Village.
It had been Karen's dream to be part of the New York City Ballet, ever since she watched Swan Lake at the Metropolitan Opera House, in New York City with her aunt Marissa, when she was 6 years old. She began her ballet training with her mother when she was 7 years old at the nearest ballet school, which was in Santa Barbara, 3 hours away from Flowerbud by boat. Year after year, she kept training and training. While everyone else kept telling her, year after year, that it was foolish to try and become a ballerina.
"Study in school and go to college." Some had said. "Learn how to be a housewife, instead." The midwife said. "Forget about going to New York, your life is here." Others had said. But year after year, Karen ignored them, and kept training.
She would have auditioned at the School of American Ballet when she was younger, if she had the money. This year, the vineyard was successful again, making more profits than it did when Eve, Karen's grandmother was alive. No one understood why the vineyard was making money again, but then, a miracle is a miracle, so why bother asking? Now that the vineyard was financially secure, Karen had the money to fly to New York City and to pay for the tuition, if she got in.
Then there were her parents, Sasha and Gotz, but convincing them to allow her to attend the winter term was easy. Sasha was thrilled that her daughter wanted to go to the school and Gotz was willing to get her out of the house, since they didn't have a stable father-daughter relationship. Karen and Gotz thought it would be best for her to go to the School, so Karen could achieve her dream and they wouldn't be at each other's throats 24/7.
So, about 2 weeks ago, the Evans Family flew to New York City, for their "summer vacation". When in reality, they went to New York City, so Karen could audition in order to get into the school. And 2 weeks later, she received the acceptance letter in the mail, saying classes would start on the 23rd.
Today was the 20th and everyone was still clueless about Karen's decision to leave. No one knew. Not her best friend, Ann, whom she shared all her secrets with, not Kai, the worker at the vineyard, no one! Not even her boyfriend Jack. She didn't want anyone to know, so as to make it easier to leave without everyone begging for her to stay. Almost everyone scoffed at her plans to leave one day, saying it was unlikely for her to pack up her bags and leave. Everyone except Kai, but he still wanted her to stay. But she was going to surprise them all, by leaving tomorrow evening!
Everything was perfect. Half of Karen's stuff was shipped to her aunt Marissa in New York City, and Karen was taking the other half of her stuff with her to her dorm room at the School. She and her parents were going to sail to Santa Barbara, and spend the night at one of her uncle's house. Then the following morning, drive to Los Angeles, and catch the 11:30 a.m. flight to New York City. There, Aunt Marissa will pick her up from the airport and spend the night at her penthouse. Then the next morning, they'll drive to the school, and classes will start at 8:00 a.m.
Yep. Everything was perfect. She was going to get out of this middle of nowhere, and be free of the chains of small-town life. Yeah. Everything was perfect, and nothing and she knew nothing was going to stop her!
"Karen." A soft voice whispered in her ear.
Well, maybe just one thing.
"Jack." Karen thought to herself.
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Well that's the end of chapter 1. On to the next one!