Living In A Fairy Tale

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I really wanted to start a new fanfic so here it is! ^_^

Chapter One: Hot Date

Me and my best friend emerged from our new castle. The castle sat in a corner of the property, taking one whole side. It was tall with stone walls, and two balconies. Inside were 10 bedrooms, 5 bathrooms, and 2 kitchens. It's everything you would wish for from a fairy tale. The only weird part was, it was on a farm. The farm was rundown, with many weeds, rocks, and branches laying around in the field. There also was no livestock. Being our second day here in Mineral Town, we didn't know where to buy animals at, but the worst part is, we didn't even know how to run a farm.

Ciara tugged on my arm, and we walked towards the beach. It was early summer, so we thought there would be a lot of people there to meet. Ciara hopped along with her black hair flowing with the wind. My own blonde hair wisped around my face. As we approached the beach we made out the forms of 5 guys.

"I'm going to get a hot date!" Ciara said excitedly. "Hot date, hot date, HOT DATE!" She rushed onto the beach and immediately went to introduce herself to the man with black hair and dark brown eyes. I on the other hand slowly walked over to one with golden brown eyes and brown hair.

"Hi, I'm Melanie." I greeted, sticking my hand out for him to shake. He smiled warmly and took my hand.

"I'm Cliff." he replied. "I'm very pleased to have met you Melanie." I giggled and blushed slightly. I could hear Ciara babbling away to the man she had set eyes on a couple minutes ago.

"Ciara and I just moved onto Moonlight Farm." I said, looking down at him as he sat on the sand. He glanced over at Ciara and then back to me.

"Wow, you live in that castle!" he said, quite surprised. "You are so lucky! Do you have..." he started uneasily. I waited for the rest to come out. "Do you have room for me? I don't want to interrupt or anything, but I don't have enough money to keep staying at the Inn." Cliff scratched the back of his head, and glanced around nervously. I thought for a second. Should I let him stay...? What am I thinking? Of course, he is a hot guy! So sexy...

I snapped out of my trance and smiled. "Sure!" I finally answered. He smiled and got up off the ground. Ciara rushed over as the guy she was talking to left.

"I TOLD YOU I WOULD GET A HOT DATE!" she yelled at me. "Tim is SO wonderful!" she squealed. I swear her eyes were forming into little hearts. "He's SO hot...and sexy...and..." she trailed off. She then noticed Cliff standing beside me looking at her as if she was a nut case.

"This is Cliff." I said motioning towards him. He smiled weakly and her mouth hung open slightly as she looked him over.

"DID YOU GET A HOT DATE TOO?" she asked, surprised. I stood there for a second not saying anything, while blushing.

"No..." I said truthfully. Her face fell and she sighed as if she was disappointed in me. "He is our new roommate though. He didn't have enough money to stay at the Inn so he is staying with us." Her face lit up again and she bounced up and down.

"SLUMBER PARTY!" she screeched. "Movies, popcorn, scary stories, gossip, secrets...OH MY GOSH! I have to go home and get ready for my EXTREMELY hot date! See you two later!" She then ran off towards the castle and left Cliff and I standing there, speechless.

[moko]

whoa, the main character's got my name.........

mm, anyway, why don't you try writing a story where cliff isn't the object of the mc's affection? i'm not saying your stories are bad, i'm just saying that sometimes it's good to have variety in your writing. it also makes it more fun. ^_^

anyway, please continue the story!

hmm, but i don't really get the whole castle on the farm thing.......

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Lol, I'm sorry Cliff is my favorite guy. I have written one story about Gray...but it's not very good. I am going to write stories about other HM guys...just so you know. I will post them once I start them.

Lol, I like castles. Thats why there is a castle on the farm. I want to live there...

[moko]

lol

yeah, i know what you mean. kai's my favorite guy and i like to write stories about him. but i also like to write stories about other games too. of course i've never finished any of them....... 'cept one, and it was the worst piece of literature i have ever read and wrote. *shudders*

my problem is i get too many ideas and stop writing one story to write another. so far i've started 1, 2,.................. about 9 or 10. pathetic, huh?

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No, not really. I do the exact same thing and right now I'm trying to write 4 at once. Is it working out? The answer is: No, it's not working out very well. I'm going to post the story with Gray in it, because I just fixed it up a little.

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Here is more. It's kind of strange but oh well...

Chapter Two: Mustard and Ketchup

"Does that girl ever shut up?" Cliff asked on our walk to the Inn. I laughed and replied, "No." We walked into the Inn and went up to his room to get all his stuff. To my surprise is was only one light bag, all ready to go. It looked like her was going to get out of that town, until he found our place to stay.

"Hey, Cliff!" A woman called from the counter of the bar. She glided over and glanced down at the bags and fell to her knees.

"DON'T GO!" she wailed. "I LOVE YOU!"

"Uh..." was all he could get to come out of his mouth. He then got out, "I'm going to live in the castle with Melanie and Ciara. I'm not moving out of town, Ann." she wiped away her tears and stood up.

"Oh." she said, relieved. "Well, in that case, see you later." She waved and walked into the back room. Cliff looked over at me with a weird expression on his face and we stepped out the doors of the Inn.

"Who was that?" I asked, glancing over at Cliff as we made our way home.

"Ann." he replied. "She has liked me ever since I moved here. I have told her a thousand times that I just don't think of her that way, but she never listens. Basically, you can call her a...stalker." I laughed and we kept on walking. I could hear Ciara talking once we stepped onto the farm. I looked over to see the man she was talking to earlier dressed in a white lab coat. So he's a doctor...

"Melanie, come here!" Ciara frantically waved me over to her. Cliff trailed behind me, not wanting to get to close to Ciara. "This is Tim! Isn't he so sexy?...I mean smart?" Ciara winked and linked arms with him. They walked off the farm, chattering to each other. Cliff let out a sigh of relief, and followed me into the house.

"Wow, I'm going to get lost!" he exclamied, looking around the huge living room. "It's...it's...wow. I've never seen a place so big!" I tilted my head, hinting him to follow me. I led him througn a couple hallways and we came to a room down the hallway from mine. I stepped inside and he followed, his eyes darting around the room, his mouth hung open in awe.

"Here is your room." I stated. "Mine is right down the hallway if you need anything." I turned to leave when Cliff said, "Wait." I spun back around.

"Thank you so much for letting me stay." he said scratching the back of his head. "Is there any way I can...repay you?" I answered that question in my thoughts. You being hot and all is payment enough.

"Nope, you don't need to repay me." I chirped. "It'll be fun having you around this place!" I went through the door and down the hall, and then entered my room. I shut the door after me and changed into my pink flanel pajamas. I heard something outside the door and opened it to see what was going on.

"SLUMBER PARTY!" Cliff screeched, mocking Ciara. He did a cartwheel and then a round off and landed on his butt. "Ow...good thing I got lots of cushion on my butt!" He quickly got up off the floor and rubbed his back end. "Ow..." he said again. I laughed and stepped out into the hallway to talk to him. Now I have a good reason to stare at his butt...

"You okay there?" I asked. He smiled and blushed a dark pink. He then nodded and hinted for me to follow him. We ended up in the kitchen. "How did you know where the kitchen was?" I asked in surprise.

"I always know where the kitchen is." he said. He opened the refridgerator and took out salami, swiss cheese, mustard, and ketchup. "Cook Cliff will now set up a divine meal for the beautiful young lady Melanie." he concentrated hard on putting the salami and cheese right in the middle of the bread. "TA DA!" he handed me the sandwich and I laughed at him. I grabbed the ketchup and tried to put it on but it wouldn't come out. I shook the bottle gently, and then frantically. Cliff watched as I did this and then ketchup squirted out of the bottle right onto his face.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" I laughed. He licked the ketchup off his mouth and laughed too. "I swear I didn't mean to do that!" He then took the mustard and pointed it at me.

"Then, I didn't mean to do this..." he then squirted mustard all over me. I charged at him with the ketchup bottle, and he ran from the room, trying to take cover in his own. Before he shut the door I got there in time to shove the door back, and squirt the whole front of him with ketchup. He looked taken aback, but then did the same to me with mustard. I went crazy and flung ketchup all over him.

"You're trapped now!" I said slyly as I back him into a corner. I tried to squirt the ketchup on him, but nothing came out. The bottle was empty. "Oh crap." I ran and tried to take cover in my room, which working considering I got the door shut and locked. I sat on my bed, and sighed. Haha you can't get me now! Just then I remembered my window was open, and I looked over to find him struggling to get in.

"Haha!" he cackled. "I got you now!" I shrieked and broke into a fit of laughter as I got covered in mustard. Once his bottle ran out too, we went back into the kitchen. "You know, your mustard complection really brings out the color of your eyes."

"Why thank you so very much." I said. I took a bite of my sandwich and watched him as he did the same. "You know, that ketchup really adds some color to your face. You should wear it more often."

"Yeah, I was thinking about becoming a clown for a living, you know?" he laughed.

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Thank you. Oh wait, I have another chapter...here it is.

Chapter Three: Mrs. DeLore

"Morning Ciara." I yawned as I stepped into the kitchen the next morning. Ciara smiled and yawned as well.

"I have SO much to tell you." she said excitedly. "Last night Tim took me to the Inn to have a drink, and we had so much fun! He told me he liked me a lot, and then Doug turned some music on and we danced!" she clasped her hand together and added, "He is so sexy."

"A little obessessed are we?" I laguhed. She smiled and handed me a plate of scrambled eggs she had made. "Have you seen Cliff around this morning?" Ciara shook her head and shrugged. "Must still be sleeping."

I ate my scrambled eggs and Ciara went over to the refriderator and took out a jar of pickles. I almost choked I laughed so hard.

"It's just pickles." she stated, looking at me strangely. I nodded and finished the eggs in my mouth.

"Oh, I met this girl the other day that reminded me of Mrs. DeLore, our high school gym teacher." I said. Ciara started laughing as she bit into the pickle. "I can remember her, with her suspendies and blue eye liner. Remember what everyone called her?"

"The hillbilly pickle biter." Ciara laughed after she finished the pickle in her mouth. "Remember that picture someone drew of her coming out of a toilet?"

"Oh my gosh, that was SO funny!" I finished me eggs and grabbed a pickle out of the jar as well and started eating it. "By pickle do they mean pickle or..."

"Melanie, I honestly don't want to know." Ciara giggled. We broke out into a fit of laugher and then Cliff walked in.

"What's so funny?" he asked, grabbing a pickle out of the jar. Ciara and I bowed our heads trying to hide a smile. "Come on, tell me!" Ciara started to giggle insanely and so did I after a while. Soon Cliff joined in, mocking our girlish giggles. I hit him playfully and said, "You don't want to know."

Ciara stuck her head back into the refridgerator and looked around. She brought out the ketchup and mustard, and all the other items needed for a sandwich. She added the turkey and cheese onto the bread and then tried to get the ketchup to come out.

"Hey, what happened to all the ketchup?" she said angrily. Cliff and I glanced at eachother and hid a grin. "It was full yesterday. Oh well, there is always mustard." She then tried to get the mustard to come out, but that wouldn't either. She stomped her foot and gave up.

Suddenly Tim walked in wearing his clothes from yesterday. Cliff and I could only stare, but Ciara walked over and gave him a kiss.

"Morning Honey." Ciara chirped. "How are you on this wonderful day?" Tim smiled and nodded, saying he was good. He came over made himself a sandwich.

"Did you spend the night?" I finally asked. Tim blushed and Ciara winked at me.

"N-no...I-I...." he stammered. I glanced at Cliff which knew it was a lie also. My grin showed him that I knew he was lying, so he stopped talking and ate his sandwich. I grabbed Ciara by the arm and dragged her just outside the kitchen.

"Ciara, you know better!" I scolded in a whisper. "You have only known him for a day and he is already spending the night?" She rolled her eyes and sighed.

"But, I like him." she complained. "Besides, it's happened before. Remember Richard? I only knew him for 5 minutes!"

"Yes, but you were drunk then!" I scolded. "You need to be more responsible! I can't believe you would do such a thing!" Ciara looked dissapointed in herself and then hugged me.

"I'm sorry, Melanie." she said in a sweet voice. "It won't happen again."

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Yeah, she should. Lol. Me and my friend thought up of all the ideas. Basically she is Ciara and I'm Melanie.

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Yeah, except what happens in chapter 4 never happened to me, so don't go getting any ideas...Lol. Me and my friend really do give that nickname to our teacher though. And I drew a picture of her coing out of the toilet...hehe. It was funny. Well anyways here is chapter 4! ^_^

Chapter Four: My Past

"LET ME DO YOUR NAILS!" Ciara screamed at Cliff. Cliff was running around the living room trying to get away from Ciara. "LET ME DO YOUR NAILS! I GOT PINK SPARKLES!"

"No!" Cliff yelled back at her. "Never you evil lady! GO AWAY!" I stuck my foot out as Cliff ran by and he tripped, giving Ciara enough time to clutch his arm and duct tape him into a chair. "MELANIE YOU'RE EVIL TOO?"

Ciara let out a cackle and took out the pink sparkly nail polish and painted one of Cliff's nails. "NO!" he shrieked. "MEN DO NOT PAINT THEIR NAILS!" he stated. I smiled and Ciara did also. She painted the rest of his nails while he fidgeted in the chair. She stepped back to admire her work, and giggled.

"I'm going to give Cliff a make over in the bathroom." I said. I un-taped him from the chair and grabbed his arm. He struggled to get free but gave up once he noticed I was stronger. "Come on! It'll be SO much fun!" I dragged him into the bathroom and locked the door. He looked quite terrified at this point. I rummaged through the bottom cabinet and took out nail polish remover instead of makeup.

"Ciara is crazy." Cliff mumbled as I took of the nail polish. "How can you stand her?"

"You get used to it." I said. ""Besides, we have been friends ever since..." I trailed off. I shut my mouth and pursed my lips together tightly. Cliff looked confused and I turned around to hide tears that were coming to my eyes.

"Melanie? Are you okay?" he asked worriedly. He stood up and put a hand on my shoulder. "Melanie?"

"I'm fine." I replied, trying to hold back sobs. "I-It's nothing, really." He turned me around and looked me in the eyes. He frowned at me.

"That's not what your eyes are telling me." he said softly. All I could do was look into his soft brown eyes. "Is everything okay? What is wrong?" I shook my head and tried to hold back more tears. Soon tears were spilling out of my eyes and words were spilling out of my mouth.

"My parents were abusive. Every day, no matter what, they would hit me and kick me. I wouldn't tell anyone, for fear that my beatings might get worse if someone found out." I sobbed. "They were drug dealers, and smoked and drank way to much. They killed my baby sister one day when I wasn't there. They but her in a trash bag and put her in the closet to rot! God, what a horrible thing. Finally one day I told Ciara, and she promised she wouldn't tell. But one day when I didn't come to school she came to check on me at home." I cried some more, but continued. "She looked through the window and saw what they were doing to me. Dad threw me up against the wall, and mother kicked me in the side. Ciara ran and told the police, and soon enough, I was safe. Ciara saved me from them." Cliff face was filled with sympathy, and he looked about ready to cry himself.

"God, Melanie. I'm so sorry." he choked out. He wrapped his arms around me while I cried, which made me feel much better. Yay, the sexy guy is hugging me! Then I remembered what I had told him and cried harder. "It's okay now Melanie. You're safe here. With me and Ciara living here with you, nothing can go wrong." he said soothingly. There was a knock on the door and Cliff let go of me so I could open it.

"Melanie, what's wrong?" Ciara asked from outside the door. I embraced her in a tight hug and cried some more.

"Did I ever tell you how thankful I am for you saving me?" I said. "Thank you so much, Ciara."

[moko]

oh, wow. you sure like to write about abusive pasts don't you?

anyway, good chapter. it'd be fun to give a guy a makeover. lol

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Lol, I gave my grandpa a make over once. It was fun. Yes, I write about abuse because I think it makes the story more interesting if they have a tragic past.

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Thank you! Yeah, Ciara reminds me a lot of my friend that helped me think of this. We make up mini stories everyday at lunch, and this is one I made up for her. She helped think up of some of the ideas though.