This is a JuliusXMolly fanfic, it was a plot bunny that popped up and I had to write it down before I lost it! Please read and review the beginning here. It's just an opening, other chapters WILL be longer!

Disclaimer: Starting from here and onward I have no rights or ownership over Harvest Moon or any of it's characters!

"Wow, look at her."

"That's quite the statement she's making."

"Are you sure that's a statement and not a cry for help?"

"Is she trying to look like one of those male rappers or something?"

"She looks like a hood rat!"

There wasn't any end to the statements that were flying around my head. I glared at the people of the small town as I made my way to the port.

"If you've got something to say, say it my face!" I pointed out to some nearby women and they all gasped in shock. I stuck my nose in the air and walked haughtily passed them.

I wasn't a hoodlum, I was a fashion designer. You could compare my fashion to male rappers. But that's only because they probably had the right idea. My fashion was comfortable, sagging or not. Practical, had cute little sayings, and it was for the girls. Girls could find their colors that they wanted, wear them how they pleased. My future line would be called "Live. At. Your. Own. Risk! LAYOR! Catchy, I know.

But the people here just didn't seem to get it. I lived in a wealthy area; girls were expected to wear at least a jean skirt. It wasn't for me. I had to start somewhere different…somewhere where the girls could wear almost anything and get away with it! I needed bold girls, to strut the fashion with a flare. And when that pamphlet for Castanet Island was found in my mailbox by none other than moi…I knew that's where my chance would be. My mom couldn't support it here, she was too wary of the old customs. You would think she would be supportive of my decisions!

I could only be so lucky!

My fashion sense was too much for this town, they couldn't handle it!

But maybe…that little island could.

The mayor was looking for a new farmer anyways. They sold animals that could produce silk and wool for clothes and flax plants, including natural ways of dying my clothes! Not to mention, a nice little tailor shop where I could probably work at in my spare time. They might even offer to sale my stuff.

So here I am, now boarding a ship with a man named Captain Pascal. He was going to take me to the great Island of Castanet. All I had was a dream in my pocket and designs in my sketch pad.

"Farewell old life. I shall miss you dearly!" I called out in my proper voice.

"Or rather…NOT! Catch ya on the flip side!" I yelled with a smirk.

It was finally time for me to make my visions come to life!

Yes I know it was short but I have to leave you wanting more. I can't give you tension just yet. You gotta just want to see what's going to happen! Just R&R you lovely, lovely, beautiful people you!

~MUAH! KISSES. XDDD