Confused Doesn't Even Begin To Describe It

By: Musical Enigma

Disclaimer: I don't own Harvest Moon or any of its creators

Chapter four: Dinner- Part 1

Note: Yeah, I lied. It's longer, but not sooner. Sorry! I'll try harder to get updated every week or so okay? Just keep checking! By the way, the tater tot story is true. I actually experimented with that one. By the way, thanks for the reveiws! They make me feel happy inside )

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"How handsome he is…"

"How incredibly tall…"

"Boy Rock, you're sooo awesome!"

Surrounded by giggling girls, only one catches my eye. Tarin comes up to me, smiling and looking up.

"Wow Rock, now that you're taller, I just think you…rock!"

"Well, I'm thinking of changing my name to Fabio…or maybe Sheldon"

"Haha you're so funny!"

"I'm serious…"

"Uhhh…"

I woke up from my dream feeling kind of funny. I checked to see if I grew any taller by putting my hand on my head. It still reached the top. Disappointed, I checked the clock, it read 5:45.

"Dammit!"

I ran out of my room to make sure I wouldn't get beaten by my mother for being late. I made it downstairs just as my mom came running to scream up to my room. She took one look at me and thwaped the back of my head.

"You're all wrinkled! Have you no sense of decency?"

"Ow!"

My mom began 'smoothing' out my clothes while muttering about how I'd better behave. Tim sat in the kitchen, already waiting for his dinner. Nami was, as usual, half dead at the table, basically waiting to stuff her face and then go to bed. I continued to be whacked and 'smoothed out' by my mom when the door opened.

"Hey!"

Tarin entered with a slight bounce to her step giving me the idea she either had a bit too much to drink, she was nocturnal, or she smelled the taquitos. My mom immediately stood up and smiled, then escorted Tarin to the kitchen, after she gave one last thwap to my clothing. At the table, everyone sat and silence filled the room. I instantly questioned the idea to have dinner with company.

"So, what grade are you in Rock?"

"Grade?"

"You're still in school right?"

"…no?"

I stared at Tarin as she continued to look completely serious. I couldn't help but wonder what made her think of those questions. I frowned as she began to laugh hesitantly.

"So how old are you?"

"Twenty-one"

"…you're kidding."

"…no?"

I guess Nami got the joke because she started laughing insanely. Silence from the rest of the table made the laughs echo through the empty halls and ring rather oddly in my head. I frowned as I turned from Tarin to Nami to my shoe and back to Nami.

"I don't get it"

"She thought you were a lil' kiddie like Lumina"

"But Lumina's…oh…"

Lumina is my best friend. She's rather spoiled and a bit of a snob, but she's always so energetic and ready for anything. The downside is, she's still in school and she's always studying or practicing. I think the main thing I like about Lumina is she's shorter than me, which is good because she's a girl! So really, it's more like I feel better when walking next to her because someone looks up to me, not the other way around. But being compared as a school companion by Lumina…is it the height thing again? I turned to Tarin who looked the shade of bright pink.

"I swear I'll grow!"

"Uhm, okay?"

Another silence followed as I began to devise ways to 'magically' grow taller. Maybe if I ate loads of veggies and carrots, I could build something…? No…that wouldn't work… I'd have to be a penguin to live in the Amazon…

"I'm going to go get the taquitos now…"

Ruby hesitantly got up to go get the food as all past worries were pushed to the back of my mind. Where there's food, there's a…un-hungry stomach? I don't know…quite a bit… but I sure love food. I mean…its eatable! And sometimes…wait those are tater tots… I found out you could microwave tater tots! I was experimenting, and it worked! (For once) and yeah, I made MICROWAVABLE tater tots! I bet someone could live off potatoes… but anyhow, food is awesome.

"Yes! I love food!"

I turned in shock to find Tarin as excited as me. She smiled and I couldn't help but feel happy. Food and friends are two wonderful things that start with the letter 'f'. So are french fries, but that falls under the category of food right?

"I think we get taquitos!"

"Awesome! I love taquitos!"

"I like how they're crunchy!"

"And hot!"

"And how when they're hot, they're still kind of crunchy!"

"I know exactly how you feel!"

My insides fluttered with fancy and happiness as I became secure on having this girl become my new best friend. Tarin seemed peachy as well. Just imagining new days, forging for new food recipes. And if I learnt to cook, maybe we could open a restaurant! Then we could…nah- that'd be too much work. We could be bums and just eat and talk about being bums and eating. Life would be great. Tarin looked up to me with a short, foolish smile.

"You know, my name, Tarin, means rocky hill"

"That's pretty cool. Guess what I figured out!"

"What?"

"Stressed spelled backwards is Desserts."

"Whoa…"