Luke: Floopyrocks does not own Harvest Moon.

Kurt: But this story is 100% true.

Luke: She also doesn't own Facebook.

Kurt: Also Izzy and Riley, Floopy's two dogs mentioned in this chapter, are real.

Me: Oh ya! One more thing! If ever next to a sentence you see parentheses and a number inside them and its in bold, then that means that you should look to the bottom of the chapter to see what it says... its kinda like... uh... what do you call them.. uh... oh yeah! A footnote! :3 so ya...

Me: Btw I gave this chapter a name because I felt like it deserved a name

Edit (January 17th,2012): I gave my guidance counsler her own OC because I think Irene from Animal Parade would fit better as the assistant principal.
Anyways her OC is called Ms. Summers. She is an average sized woman, with an average body, figure, and breasts (yes I said it. Don't snicker). She has short coppery brown hair and she is always seen wearing stylish clothes.

I also replaced Ms. Yolanda with one of the older characters from Harvest Moon: Friends of Mineral Town, Ms. Manna.

Chapter 6: Heartbreak

Claire's POV

7th Grade. November 7th, 2009.

Kurt and I walked down the halls of Cinnamon Middle School, during passing time. I stopped in front of my 4th hour class and smiled at Kurt. "Well. I'll see you later," I said with a smile.

Kurt nodded then walked off. We had gone on our "date" yesterday. I had told my parents that I was going to a movie with my three BFF's, Julia, Gwen, and Georgia, but I was actually going on a date with Kurt. Yeah.. I'm not allowed to date yet.

I strode into my 4th hour just as the bell rang, with my flute in hand. I rushed over to my seat... next to Maya.

Maya smiled at me. "Hey Claire!" she chirped cheerfully.

"Hey Maya," I mumbled as I opened my flute case and started assembling it. Maya had been causing problems for me. For some reason people were swearing at both me AND Maya. This all was really bringing down my self-confidence. Everyone I told what Maya had been doing to me have always said the same thing:

"Just stay away from her! Don't talk to her!"

"Start walking to your classes with Julia again, she can keep Maya away."

"Ask me later. I'm sleeping." (6)

The good thing was that in a couple of months, everyone who signed up was going to be going to Chicago.

7th Grade. November 7th, 2009.

I walked into the girls' bathroom during lunch. I suddenly heard some wierd noises coming from one of stalls. I carefully peered under the stalls to see one stall with two feet pairs of feet in it. Who's in there? I thought. I accidentily bumped into one of the stalls, creating a loud clangor.

"What was that?" it came from the stall.

"I don't know. I'll go check." That was the other person in the stall. I rushed into the nearest stall and shut the door. Squinting my eyes, I peered out through the crack to see who came out.

And to think this day could get any worse. The last person I wanted to see came out of the stall, Natalie. And who do you think followed her? None other then my boyfriend (and as of right now EX-boyfriend), Kurt.

Tears started to form at the edge of my eyes and I used all the willpower I had left in me to not let them spill over. Too late. The tears streamed down my cheeks. I thrust open the stall door and Kurt and Natalie turned toward me.

I looked at Kurt. "Why Kurt? WHY?"

Kurt shrugged innocently. "She pulled me in here!" Natalie was smiling smugly.

I looked from Kurt to Natalie to Kurt and back again. "That's it. We're done," I exclaimed. I bolted out the door. I ran over to Akari's table to grab my stuff.

"Floopy? You okay?" Akari asked. Akari and Luke had started to call me by now what was my new nickname. Without a second glance at Akari, Luke, and Maya I scooped up my books and ran out of the lunchroom. I ran all the way to the guidance counslers' office.

Luckily Ms. Summers' door was open, which meant she was available. I was about to bolt right in when all of a sudden the door to the office next to Ms. Summers' office opened.

Chase and Ms. Manna stepped out.

"C-Chase?" I stuttered.

7th Grade. January 29th, 2010.

"Claire, Claire!" Maya exclaimed. She ran up to me in the hallways as I was making my way to my 1st hour class. I wasn't having a good morning so my face was blank and had a monotone look to it.

"What?" I spat.

Maya ignored my iciness. She held out a piece of paper to me. "Do you want to room with me on the Chicago trip?" she asked.

I looked at the piece of paper. She had already gotten Akari's signiture and she needed two more people. I was thinking of maybe asking my three BFF's to room with me but apparently they all already found roommates for the Chicago trip.

I knew what my parents would say. Claire! She's been causing you trouble for several months now! All you have to do is say no!

"Nnyesss?" It slipped out of my mouth and I immediatly regreted it. I knew the lecture that I would get from my parents at home.

Maya squeeled with happiness. "Great! Sign here!" She handed me a pen and I quickly signed the paper. Glancing a look at the clock in the hallway I almost started running when I saw I had one minute left.

"I have to go Maya!" I exclaimed. I started running toward my first hour.

"BYE BEST FRIEND!" she called after me.

"Claire, what was going through your head when you signed that paper?" That was my dad. I was home now and my dad was lecturing me while I was watching TV.

"Ok," I said not even paying attention to what he was saying. On the TV a person walked infront of about 13 video cameras with nothing covering his face. "People nowadays can be so stupid," I said.

My dad marched over to the TV and shut it off.

"Hey! I was watching that!" I exclaimed. I reached for the remote but I was too slow, my dad snatched it right up.

"No, we're talking. Now tell me Claire. What was going through your head when you signed that paper?" he asked. I pulled out my cell phone and started texting Akari and Julia when my dad snatched my phone right out of my hands too.

"Hey!" I exclaimed again. My dad shot a stern look at me and I sighed. "Fine. I don't know what I was thinking. Okay I wasn't thinking. I had one minute until the bell rang, ok? I had to hurry!"

My mom slowly stumbled down the stairs in a sleepy state. Her usually blonde curly hair stuck up all over the place. "Can't you just change it?" she quietly said. She squinted her eyes at the light coming in through the window in the living room.

I shook my head. "No, we had to submit it TODAY," I lied. We actually had another week to submit it and Maya, Akari and I all still needed one more person. Luckily I had someone in mind.

My dad sighed heavily and pulled off his blue cap. He ran his hands through is brown shaggy hair, then scratched his chin. "Fine. Just next time, please think before you agree to do anything with Maya. You know how much trouble she's been giving you in the past couple months."

My dad stalked off and went down the stairs to go to the computer room, probably to play on Facebook. He's been getting really addicted to that lately.

My mom stumbled down the last step and almost tripped over her own two feet and ran into the wall. I bolted up and ran over to her. "Mom! Are you okay?" I asked. I helped her walk over to the living room and sit down on the blue couch. There our 1 year old golden retriever called Izzy, jumped up onto the couch and started licking my mom's face vigorously. She then moved her cute little face down to my mom's bad wrist (1) and she wrapped her teeth around it, holding it in her mouth playfully.

Luckily for my mom she had her wristbrace on so I'm assuming it didn't hurt as much as when she pierced her teeth into your bare skin.

"No!" my mom sleepily cried. "Stop it, Izzy!"

I jumped toward Izzy and tried to pry her off of my mom's wrist. "Izzy! Go get your binkie!" Izzy immediatly let go of my mom's arm, jumped off the couch and ran over to our large piano that was next to the wall. Under the piano was the dogs' Box of Fun (2). She pulled out a small white and pink rubber thing shapped like a baby's binkie. She held it in her mouth and leapt back up on to the couch again. She showed mom her binkie and started wagging her tail back and forth so hard that when our other golden retriever, Riley, (3) came up to see mom the force of Izzy's tail knocked Riley back.

Once the craziness had died down I asked my mom again. "Mom are you okay?" I asked.

My mom shook her head and held her head in her hands. "No," she croaked. She sounded like she had a sore throat. "I have a sore throat and I've got a migrane."

"Then why are you down here and not asleep?"

My mom held up the unfrozen ice bag in her hand. "I need a new icebag," she mumbled.

I grabbed the icebag from her and helped her up. "You go back to bed. I'll get you the new icebag." She started making her way toward the stairs and dogs followed her and started to block her way. "DAD! PLEASE LET THE DOGS OUT!"

My dad didn't respond at first as my mom struggled to make her way up 6 stairs.

"DAD!"

"Claire!" my mom groaned. "Stop yelling!"

"Sorry," I said. "Dad! Come on!" I watched as he bolted out of his chair. "Sorry, sorry. Come here doggies!" Izzy (5) immediatly left my mom alone and ran down the stairs to see my dad. Riley followed more slowly.

I put the unfrozen icebag back in the freezer and grabbed a new one. I then ran upstairs and to my mom's room (4). I gave her the icebag and closed her door.

Downstairs my dad was shutting the door downstairs, preventing the cold from sneaking into the house. He looked up at me. He blue hat was off, revealing his brown shaggy hair. He raised an eyebrow questioningly at me. "You going to start your homework?" he asked.

I nodded. "I'll get right to it!" I replied.

Footnotes:

1- My mom broke her left wrist (unfortuately for her, she writes with her left hand) when I was like three. She told me that she had jumped off a climbing wall or something but years later I learned a different story which I can't really remember right now.

2- I call it the Box Of Fun because that's where we keep all the dog toys. Its a Box Of Fun for them. :D

3- At the time, Riley was about... I'm pretty sure that she was 3 years old.

4- my mom and dad sleep in seperate rooms because my dad snores too much and mom is a really light sleeper and my dad sleeps like a log (like I do. I'm sooo glad I'm not a light sleeper). So my mom got sick of my dad snoring too much even though he was using his breathing machine (my dad has this wierd thing where he like stops breathing in the middle of his sleep or something like that.. Atleast that's what he tells me.) so my mom made my dad move into the guest room which has now turned into my dad's room. We now have no guest rooms (as if anyone would ever come stay with us. We live in a pigsty [is that how you spell it?])

5- Riley and Izzy are half sisters. They had the same mom but different dads.

6- That last one was my dad and I had woke him up in the middle of one of his naps.

So I hope you liked this chapter! :3 Please R&R!

Luke: Yes Please Do!

*makes a peace sign with fingers* Me: Peace!

-Floopy, Luke, and Kurt.