Chapter 1!!

I do not own Harvest moon. Natsumi does.

I, Jill Abukura sailed on a ferry to a town whitch I hadnt ever seen or known about. I mean. Im a 17 year old girl who had never liked interacting with ANYONE! At all! and im forced to live in a strange town, with strange people, for 3 strange years. Oh lord I dont know if I'll stand it!

You see. My old man's old man died a few days ago. Im still Mourning. My mom and dad are back in LA. I just dont know if I can stand it in a boring town, with boring people!

The ferry docked and as soon as I stepped off the boat. There he stood. Right there. A boy with a cap. A cap with the letters UMA. I have no idea what that means. But. HE'S SOOO CUTE!!!!! So I casually walked past him. Like in LA. He didnt even glace. I grew fustrated. So I did like no other LA person would. I walked up to him and said hi.

"Oh..Hi." He said like he never even wanted to see me.

"Im New here. Could you show me around?" I asked cutly.

"The Mayor will take care of that." He said. Hey jerk! I like you here! Dont be so mean! I thought.

"Im a bit lost. Could you please show me to the old man's farm?" I asked. Cutely.

"Look, Im busy! Just ask someone else!" He said loudly tword me.

"FINE!" I shouted louder. I stomped away from him.

Jerk... I thought as I with no trouble. Found my way to the farm. I set up the house and there lie. On thet bed I.Was.Suppost. To.Sleep.In. Was grandpa's dead body. There was a note clutched in his dead, lifless hands. I slowly took the note out and read it.

Dear Jill,

I knew you'd see me. If im dead at the time of you reading this. Please. Raise my farm.I bet you already met some people here. There all nice. Gray might be cold to you at first.But please. Dont take it personally. He's a sweet person. His grandfather is the blacksmith here.So Jill. Please. Fill my last request. I dont want my life's work to be wasted. Run my farm to the best of your abilitys.

I love you with all my heart

Grandpa.

As I read the note. I cried. I never cried. But this time. Not only was it appropriate. It was needed. My mascara ran but I didnt care.I wiped it off and took off all my make-up. I looked at my grandfather's dead body.

I wounder what his last words were... I thought. I folded the note up and stuck it under my jar of moisterizer and I left the house.

Of course I told the mayor that my grandfather was dead in his bed. The mayor said I'd take at least 2 days to get him out of there. He didnt tell me why. But I was too sad to argue. So I allowed him to do his job. Although. He also said that I was not allowed back into the house untill the corps was removed. So. I had to find a place to stay.

I went all around town asking for at least 2 days stay. No one allowed me. I finally found the INN and got a 2 day room there. After I got my room. I put my bag on the bed and lied down. Well. I thought. Gramps is getting what he wants, Im gonna run his farm.

"Hey!" An angry voice shouted. I shot up.

"What?" I awncerd. The boy from the shore was glaring angerly at me.

"Your in my room." He said.

"Look buddie! I got no were else to stay. So for the next 2 days. Your gonna have a roomate. Rather you like it or not!" I shouted.

"Im not your buddie!" He shouted and pouted on another bed in the room.

"Oh dont cry you big babie!" I shouted turning away from him.