Congrats to Diego for winning my contest. She was the only one that entered so yeah. I didn't expect anybody to anyways.

I scribbled on the top piece of paper on a notebook. With the pen cap hanging from my mouth I mumbled, "Autumn 14. Moon viewing festival. Sounds fun. Autumn 18 is Kasey's birthday. Last day of Autumn is the Harvest Festival. Sounds like a busy season. Kinda boring though. What do you think?" I looked to my side at Licorice asleep by my feet. He mewed in annoyance while I laughed.

I capped my pen and looked around the room. "Ian is at the mines. Kasey went fishing. Angela has yet again slipped away to do goddess knows where."

The room was quiet except for the faint sound of Licorice and Shaggy snoring. I looked around and frowned.

"Wow I need to get a life."

Angela was at the bar again, sitting in front of Chase as he cooked meals for some people for lunch. With her arms crossed she stared with fascination as Chase cooked with speed and skill.

"Can I try?" She asked. Chase looked at her before setting a plate of food for Kathy to deliver.

"What? Cook?"

She nodded. "I just want to see if they'll like my cooking."

"Are you sure you can handle it?"

Kathy appeared, handing Angela a piece of paper with an order scribbled on it. "One order of herb fish."

Angela smiled, knowing that a fish dish was one of her best since they practically lived off the good fish Kasey caught. She looked around the messy kitchen. "I'll need an apron...ah-ha!" She tore Chase's purple one off and tied it around her small figure. The chef sighed and shook his head. He sat in the same seat she was sitting in and watched her. She chopped up a catfish and added the herbs. She placed the plate in the oven and cleaned the kitchen up while waiting.

Chase had to admit, she worked very hard at her cooking. She put her heart and soul into the dishes she made. He could tell from the determined look on her face as she sliced the fish. When the oven dinged, she took it out carefully, added a little sauce to top it off, and placed it on the table for Kathy to take. With a smirk on her face she looked at Chase."I'll be impressed when we hear from the customer." He said.

After a few minutes Kathy returned. "I asked the guy about his meal..." She said, looking a little sad. Angela's head dropped a little. "He loved it! He gave me this tip to give you too!" She said happily. She extended a small bag that had a few G (whatever that stands for) in it. Angela's face lit up as she stared at Chase and back to Kathy. "We've also got three more orders for herb fish if you don't mind."

"I'd be happy to!" She replied, heading to the kitchen. "Oh, Chase would you mind helping?"

"Nah, I'm good. It's fun to watch you do my job for me." He said. Angela rolled her eyes and started chopping up some fish.

The bell over the door dinged. Chase turned around and groaned loudly, making sure the person who had came in could hear. Gill.

"Gilly!" Angela squealed, shoving the fish in the oven and running over to hug him. "How have you been?" Gill slowly pushed her off of him and stared in her chocolate brown eyes, making sure Chase could see him.

"I've been okay. I'm hungry though."

She smiled ear to ear. "The special of the day is herb fish. Would you like some?"

He nodded and she skipped into the kitchen, beginning to slice the fish. Gill and Chase continued to glare at each other.

"Why are you here?" Chase hissed.

"I could ask you the same thing! It's your day off!"

"Yeah, well Kathy needed help."

"Sure...you just came to see Angela." Gill whispered, glancing over at Angela who was oblivious to their argument.

"I could say the same thing about you. You have a crush on her."

"So do you!"

"Prove it."

"I saw you staring at her...butt a while ago."

"I was not!"

"Was too!"

They started fighting back and forth about who was and wasn't staring at Angela's ass. Kathy and Angela now directed their attention at them. Angela swallowed. "Uhm...guys? Food's ready." She placed both of them a plate on the table, even though Chase never asked for one. The two males stopped and redirected their attention on the food in front of them.

She had no idea what or who they were fighting over, but she didn't like it. Arguments made her upset so she tried to fix a lot of things, getting in over her head again. She hoped this wasn't one of those times.

"Can I ask what you two are fighting over?" She asked innocently. Both guys looked up at her then at each other.

"Nothing." They said coldly at the same time. She frowned. Liars.

Once the two guys were done, Gill stormed outside after paying for her "wonderful" food. He stood outside the door, fuming.

I hate to admit it, but I do like her.

Chase went ahead and did the dishes while Angela went to talk to Kathy and Luna.

She does have a crush on me...not him. I won't let that change.

He wants to take her away.

No matter what...Angela will not be his!

"So if you hate someone, what do you do?" I talked out loud, my head dangling off the side of the bed while my legs were stamped against the wall. "Do you tell them that you hate 'em or what?"

Shaggy, who was on the floor on his back stuck his tongue out and wagged his tail. Licorice growled.

"I guess that's Licky's way of saying he hates me."

HISSSSSS

"I Love you!" I shouted as the black cat hopped through the window, giggling afterwards. My front door opened.

"Love you too." Said the lumberjack who came through the door. I shrieked, falling face first to the floor, my face blushing very bright. "You okay?" He asked, pulling one of our chairs out and sitting in it backwards. I lifted myself from the ground.

After a quick shake of my head to fix my hair, I replied. "I'm fine, thank you for the help." I grumbled, stumbling over to the fridge. "You hungry? I could make something."

"Got any spinach?"

"Spinach?" I questioned, hanging onto the handle of the fridge door as I gave him a weird look. He nodded happily. "That's...something I didn't expect. Are you Popeye or something?"

He laughed. "Naw. It was my moms favorite food so she made it a lot. I grew to love it over the years."

"Where is your mom?"

"6 feet under in the church cemetery."

I nearly dropped a carton of eggs when he said that. I placed the eggs carefully in a drawer before looking at him. "Your mom is d-dead?"

Luke nodded. "Yeah. Since I was little."

"I'm...so sorry."

He waved it off. How can he just do that? "Eh it's fine. I've gotten past the remorse state. I've learned to move on with my life and not let her death get me down."

"Look at you, using big words." I teased. "Have you been reading a dictionary or something?"

"Where is my lunch, woman?" He asked, getting far off topic of death. I rolled my eyes.

"Well I'm no Chase, but I can make a pretty decent sandwich."

He got up from the chair and into the kitchen, snagging a bottle of mayo. I didn't really mind since he was probably going to use that for his own. I used some chopped up meat on some lettace and placed the two plates on the table. He flipped the top bread off of his to the side and squirted out nearly the whole bottle on his sandwich. I stopped in mid bite to watch him replace the top and take a huge bite. The white condiment oozing out of the sides.

I grimaced. "Ew."

He looked up from his lunch. "What?"

"You! That's disgusting."

He smiled and took another larger bite from his sandwich. "We just have different tastes in food. What do you like the most, miss Lily?"

I had to think for a second. "I really like asian food. Oh, and I love anything with rice! I've always loved the smell and taste of fresh rice!" I giggled, taking a bite out of my sandwich. Luke chuckled and finished his mayo smothered lunch. He licked the remaining juices of his fingers. I wasn't even halfway done. "Shaggy!" I called. The little border collie came running through the new doggy door we put in. He ran up into Luke's arms and started panting.

"Hey little buddy!" Luke said, scratching his head. He wagged his tail rapidly and licked his chin where some mayo had slid down from his lunch. I made a face and finished my sandwich. "I think Imma head out now." Luke said, standing up and looking at me. I pounced on him, hugging him tightly. He blushed slightly and ruffled my hair before walking outside. Shaggy whimpered as he left. I looked at him and stractched behind his ear.

"I know how you feel. I'm going to take a shower so you go take a nap or something." I said, waving at him while I grabbed a towel and closed the bathroom door. I stripped from my clothes, turned the hot water on and stepped in.

The front door opened. "Lily?" Angela called. "Where is the broom? I need to lend it to Kathy."

I frowned. I didn't like being interrupted while I was in the shower. This was my thinking time. "It''s propped up against the side of the house." I hollered, rubbing shampoo in my short hair. The door closed again. Then opened a few minutes later. I groaned. My hand turned the knobs to the water off while my other grabbed my towel. I wrapped the fabric around my body. It was snug, but it was only Angela. She has the same things I do. "Angela! It's not that hard to find! I-" I opened the door and stared at the person in the living room, staring with wide...yellow eyes. This wasn't Angela...it was...

"LUKE!" I screamed, slamming the bathroom door again and blushing so hard I felt dizzy.

"Holy shit- Lily! I-I left my necklace! I-I didn't know you were taking a shower!" He replied, his face just as red as mine. I covered my mouth with my hand, closed my eyes, and sunk down the be sitting on the floor. "I...didn't see anything...I swear." He said, his voice barely above a whisper.

I blushed harder if that was even possible. "Just leave please." I said. His heavy footsteps echoed till the door closed. I got up from the floor and dressed myself. My face was still red.

Kasey was rolling on the floor, laughing his ass off as Ian, Luke, and Owen watched him. Kasey was still banned from the bar, so the guys started hanging out at our home. Angela was making a snack and Ian had some cocktails aging in the pot. I was sitting as far from Luke as possible. Every now and again we would catch each others eyes, look away blushing, and continue on with whatever we were doing. Somehow Kasey found out about what happened.

"So...ehahaha...Lily gave you a...haha...a free show, eh Luke?" He said while laughing.

"She was wearing a towel. I didn't see anything."

"Oh, too small for a good look huh?"

I turned my head and glared at him. "What's too small?"

He looked over at her. "Your rack."

I jumped up from my seat and slapped him straight across the face, knocking him off his feet. I fumed, mumbling about how idiotic he was while going to the kitchen. Owen and Luke were laughing as Kasey looked up. A red hand mark was burned on his left cheek. Angela placed a big bowl of cheese fondue on the coffee table and long forks that held the pieces of bread. Ian took the aging pot and sat it next to the fondue. Kasey helped himself to the first drink.

After a few hours of chatting and cheese, everyone had to leave. As Luke walked outside Kasey jumped to the door. "I'm sure you'll have some interesting dreams tonight!" He called. When he closed the door and turned around he earned himself another slap across the face. He tumbled to the floor again. I sighed and walked over his body to go to bed.