Into The Night

Thirty

The whole History club was enough to fill a school bus and that was fine with me. Taylor sat with me all the way but we didn't really talk. Most of the time, it was just her with her earphones on, sitting in silence with her eyes closed. To be quite honest, I thought she was asleep, but every once in a while, she's check her phone or change the song. I'm the one who sat near the window so I had my sightseeing moments.

I needed to do something so I figured I might as well settle with one of the games Niall sent me. It was supposed to be a PSP game but he downloaded it and installed an emulator so, I was able to play this farming, life simulator game called Harvest Moon. Niall gave me a fair background about the one I'm playing, the Harvest Moon: Hero of Leaf Valley. Basically, it's about this boy who moved into a farm and you have to save it from being sold from a company. As boring as it sounded, I could not bring it to myself to put it down because you can really court someone and as Niall told me, marry one of the characters here and I wanted to do that. Right now, I'm in conflict in between choosing this character named Katie and another named Gwen.

Basically, at the end of the game, you can choose which girl to marry as long as they've grown affectionate of you, meaning, you get their heart levels to red, the maximum. And then you're going to propose using a blue feather. Weird no? Rings don't even exist and, well, that's a strange life yet it's a nice concept.

After a moment, I found Taylor watching intently.

I looked at her with a raised eyebrow. When she saw me, she removed her earphones and then said, "Uh, what game is that?"

"Harvest Moon." I replied, "Hero of Leaf Valley. It's a good game so far."

"Oh, nice." She commented yet I have a feeling that it is not what she wanted to say. "Listen, the guys want you to come later."

"For what?" I asked, I don't even know what they're planning. . . heck, I didn't even know they had plans.

"I think they're planning to colour up some establishment. Illegal, but uh, you get the point."

"Are you coming?" I asked first.

"Are you?" She asked.

I sighed, "Yep. You?"

"I guess." She replied. "They wanted to know if you can lend then the paints and such."

"Yeah, sure." I said, "Why didn't they just ask?"

"Because they think if it was me who asked you, you'll instantly agree." Taylor answered and I had to hold my tongue before I said something like Ironman's dialog, oh, well, they're not wrong.

"I'd agree regardless who asks me. . . unless it's Nathan Hallows and his buddies and then that's a different subject." I muttered.

Nathan Hallows had been a problem to me now more than ever. Back home, he was always a pain in the arse since he had always been a git yet, now, he's a bigger douchebag. Apparently, he's taken a liking on embarrassing intellectuals, unfortunately I am on his list when I'm not really much of a study-hard. He hadn't harmed me physically in a violent fight way so I let him. I get back at him most of the time anyways.

"Is it a good game?" Taylor asked, splitting in from my train of memories.

"I'm sorry?" I asked, I don't really remember what we're talking about, really.

"Harvest Moon. Is it good?" She asked, pointing to my cellphone screen.

"Oh, uh, erm yeah." I answered, although my nose wrinkled a bit. Haven't I told her that it's a good game? I thought I did.