Author's Ramble, you say? HA! I have no need for a ramble! .3.

This chapter will be in Claire's POV and the POV's will change as the story goes on. Try not to get confused, yeah? You will get some of Sabrina's Cookies if you review!

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Chapter Two

I woke up to the most annoying alarm clock in all of Forget-Me-Not Valley. I felt around for the off button, but couldn't find it. Finally, I dug around in my rucksack beside my bed until I felt the sharp edge of the axe. I brought it out and impaled the obnoxious clock. The ringing stopped abruptly and I sighed in contempt. Suddenly, the door to my house swung open, and I let out a shrill scream when Uncle Takakura barged in.

"Claire, get up!" He commanded in his thick southern accent. He pulled the bed sheets away and dumped them at the foot of the bed, right next to the tool chest.

I groaned and curled up on my bed, trying to get some more rest before I had to start the day. I felt a hand wrap around my ankle and drag me off of my bed. "Alright, alright!" I yelled. "I'll get up!" The hand released my hostage ankle and picked me up by grasping my upper arm.

"'Atta girl." Takakura said, going over to my clothing chest, picking out my green overalls, then throwing it over the bed rest. "Now, get dressed and I'll check on the chickens for you." He said before slamming the door shut behind him.

I removed my white pajamas and pulled on my overalls quickly so I could start working as soon as possible. My kitty, Panda mewed as I poured cat food in her bowl, her yellow eyes sparkling. I scratched her behind her ears and ran outside to care for my animals.

"Claire, there's a boy here to see you." Takakura called. I glanced up from milking my cow, Bessie, and saw Takakura at the entrance of the barn, beside him, was a boy with ginger hair tucked underneath a cap with the letters UMA on the top. It was my best friend Gay - er, I mean Gray-. I placed my milker on the ground next to Bessie, and ran up to Gray and gave him a flying tackle hug. I heard a loud 'oof!' as I barreled into him and we both fell on the hay that was piled in the corner of the barn.

"Um, I'll just go now." Takakura said, looking eager to get out of there. I smiled down at Gray. He was blushing furiously and I couldn't help but notice how cute he was. He was sometimes pretty scary, but once you got under his cursing exterior, he was very nice.

"Can I get up?" Gray asked, his face still red as a beet. I smirked and got off of him, holding my hand out to help him get up. He gladly took it and held it strictly longer than necessary. "I, er, brought the mystrile hammer you ordered." He said, looking anywhere but at me.

"Oh, cool." I brought out my money pouch and asked, "How much is it?"

"Two thousand G."

I stared at Gray. "But I thought it was four thousand."

He smirked and said, "Grandpa told me to give a discount for his favorite customer."

"Oh, thank you, Gray!" I hugged him again, but this time he hugged back, which made me really happy. "C'mon, I'll make you some baked corn," I coaxed as I grabbed his wrist and started to drag him into my house. "I know it's your favorite!"

"Bye-bye, Gray!" I called, waving good-bye as my friend left my farm. He smiled and waved back. When he disappeared from my sight, I looked down at my watch and saw that it was 10:00 P.M. Geez, time can fly by when you have visitors. The weather was surprisingly nice, so I decided to make a little trip to the Harvest Goddess Pond. The moon gave off enough light so I could run and not trip over anything and hurt myself (I had a lot of scraped knees when I went late-night fishing).

As I made my way to the pond, I thought about the smooth-talking thief I had met only days earlier. I felt my face heat up as I thought about how he had flirted with me, and then moved on to Lumina. That really confused me. How could a man walk up to a girl, flirt, then when a prettier girl walks up, flirts with her? My knuckles soon turned white as I balled them into fists.

When I reached the pond, I was trembling slightly with rage. To calm myself, I kneeled in front of the bottomless pond and looked into its watery depths. The moon shone down on the small pond, so I could see the fish swimming inside. They swum near the surface, so I could easily just reach out and pluck one without the use of my fishing rod.

I was wondering if Gray liked fish when a silky smooth voice said, "Hehe. Walking alone at night again, I see."

End Chapter Two

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ALRIGHT, ACTRESSES AND ACTORS, TAKE FIVE! WAIT- SKYE! STOP CHASING GAY WITH THE PITCHFORK! HEY, I SAID STOP!