HEY! I JUST THOUGHT I'D PUT UP ONE MORE CHAPTER TO END MY WEEKEND OF WRITING. I'M EXHAUSTED. JUST CAME BACK FROM A THREE HOUR CHORUS CONCERT. MY FEET ARE KILLING ME. LOL, AND NOW I'M DEPRESSED CUZ IT'S RAINING LIKE CRAZY OUTSIDE AND NOT SNOWING. I WANT SOME FLIPPIN' SNOW! GRRRR. LOL:) WELL, HERE'S CHAPTER SIX, HOPE YOU ENJOY IT. PLEASE REVIEW! ~ShermanTheWorm~
DISCLAIMER- I DON'T OWN HARVEST MOON. AND NEVER WILL. IF I DID, I WOULD MAKE MYSELF A CHARACTER AND CHASE WOULDN'T BE A BACHELOR CUZ HE'D BE ALL MINE3
Chapter 6- A Second Chance?
(Coryn's POV)
I decided to hang out with Kathy in her room at the bar today, and her attitude towards me had decidedly improved compared to how she was the previous evening. I guess she was just having a bad day yesterday. Anyway, I asked her mostly about Chase, knowing that since she worked with him, she might know a lot. I tried to be a little discreet about it though. It was kind of embarrassing. Being discreet had never been my strong suit.
"So…uh…I see you work with Chase." I said 'discreetly'.
"Yeah. What about it?" Kathy replied, confused.
"You know, I…uh…wanna…ok. I give up. The truth is, I want some advice!" I blurted out.
Kathy laughed a little. "Advice on..?"
I sighed. "Chase." I said.
"Wait a sec. I thought you were dating Luke!" she said, bewildered. I looked at her, surprised.
"NO! Why would I date him? We're just friends." I said indignantly.
"Oh. Good! So you like Chase, Coryn?!" she almost squealed. I blushed deeply.
"I dunno, but anyway, do you know anything about him? Like his favorite food or something?" And where does he live? Not to be stalkerish, but I just wanted to give him something to maybe warm up to him." I said.
Kathy smiled. "He adores oranges. Make him something from the oranges you grow and he'll warm up to you real fast, but only if what you give him is good. He lives in Flute Fields, in that little cottage next to Marimba Farm." She explained.
"Kathy, I don't know how to repay you. Thank you so much." I said, starting to leave her room.
"No problem. Come back if you need something. I'll be here." She said.
"Ok! Bye!" I said, running out the door.
By the time I got to my farm it was about noon, and it was getting kind of dark. Dark grey storm clouds covered the sky. But, I wouldn't let that stop me from my job of the day. I picked about ten perfect oranges off my big tree and placed them in my little wicker basket I always kept by it.
The wind was really starting to pick up, and I decided to just give Chase the oranges instead of a dish because I didn't want to get caught in a storm. I started off towards Flute Fields, very distracted because I was still thinking of what I would say to Chase when I gave him the oranges. I was kind of freaking out.
After about ten minutes of walking against the wind, I could see Chase's little cottage next to the huge Marimba Farm. His house was a little bigger than mine, with a pretty copper red roof and white sides. He also had a mini garden planted in front with tulips and daisies.
I stepped up to the front door and knocked three times with my knuckles. Then, it randomly started pouring down rain. By the time Chase answered the door, my oranges and I were soaking wet. He looked at me quizzically.
"What are you doing, standing out here in the rain? Hurry up and get in!" Chase said, grabbing my hand and pulling me inside. I was so happy to see him for some reason- his purple eyes sparkled and his strawberry-blonde hair was sticking up this way and that, only to be tamed by a couple of bobby pins.
"Um, sorry for having to barge in, but I had no idea it would start raining so suddenly…." I said.
"Uh, it's ok. But you know, it has been cloudy all day now. You should have checked the weather. A tropical storm's on the way." He said, making me feel really stupid.
"Sorry, but I had to um…give these to you…" I said nervously, handing him the basket of wet oranges. Chase looked really surprised.
"Why would you give me these?" He asked, clearly puzzled.
"Well, I heard somewhere that you really liked oranges, so…I decided to give some of mine to you." I said, probably blushing slightly. Chase still looked a little shocked, but then he took the basket and looked at me.
"Thanks." He said shyly before going over to his kitchen area and placing the basket on the counter.
"Well," he said, over his shoulder, "I think you may have to stay here for a while."
"Why?" I asked.
"This storm is only gonna get worse, and the wind is really picking up. You should just stay here to be safe." Chase said. I smiled.
"Alright. I'll stay, but I'm starving. Do you have anything to eat, like leftovers or something?" I asked politely, going to lounge on the couch.
"I'll use these oranges to make something good." Chase said, and he started to get a lot of materials out. It seemed like he had every kitchen tool and ingredient imaginable. I couldn't really see what he was making, but I already knew it would be amazing, knowing Chase. I sighed, kind of bored, and I got up to search for a book to read on his bookshelf.
I had been lying on Chase's couch for about a half hour as he baked our dinner. I could tell he kept glancing in my direction from time to time, and it made me smile. It started to smell like freshly cooked oranges throughout his house and the aroma was almost intoxicating. I closed my eyes and took a deep sniff. I was so at peace there, with Chase. It almost felt…natural.
OOOOO WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN NEXT? WILL CHASE TELL CORYN HIS FEELINGS ABOUT HER? WILL CORYN TELL CHASE? I GUESS YOU'LL HAVE TO SEE... MWAHAHA. HEHE, WELL REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! THANKS FOR READING! ~ShermanTheWorm~
