5-26-08 Written & Copyrighted by... Short ending~
AxelVal:
Ok, this is my first real Sim-story, but I'm quite proud of it personally.
It's all written and ready to be posted, but there will still be delays so I can get pictures, but the first two or three I believe are ready.
Here's chapter one, just to test the waters -
Please tell me how you like it or if you don't -
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Hey all. My name’s Andrea Lusana and welcome to my life!
I know most of the sob stories you hear aren’t true or are at least exaggerated. I dare those people to live my life until this point. Why until this point, you ask. Well, because things can only get better from here, and if they do I want to be myself when it happens.
As you can see, I’m pale. Scratch that, I’m transparent. And that’s one of the problems. My mom, Emilime (her parents must’ve had a strange sense of humour for that one) is a drow, or in layman’s terms, a dark elf.
‘But,’ I’m sure you’re thinking, ‘your father has light skin, right?’
Wrong. My father might not be a drow, but he is pretty dark. His name is Thos, like the word dose only with a ‘T’. And since my parents are so dark-skinned, you know what my skin colour means!
No…I’m not adopted! I’m albino, and the only one I know of. I know that the red hair comes from my grandfather on Dad’s side, but the albinism makes it pink. And though I may look it, I’m not blind. My vision may be poor, and glasses might not help, but I can still see.
So, let’s get to the actual story, shall we?
September 14 was to be my first day at Corrin County High, a good day for people like me who love being around others, but the usual morning routine deterred us from that path. I woke up at four in the morning, as always when I’m nervous, and went to the main part of the house. I didn’t dare turn on the TV, due to my mom’s enhanced hearing, but instead showered and dressed for school.
Oh, I didn’t mention, did I? As well as being pale as a ghost (and I’ve seen one before mind you) I also have an hourglass figure. ‘What’s wrong with that?’ you may ask. And I’ll respond with ‘Nothing. If you’re a girl that is.’
At my last school I never hid my figure, and that was even more grounds for teasing than my colouring! So now I wear jackets and baggy sweaters as much as possible, unless it’s just at home. If I could, at home I’d go around starkers!
But, getting back to the point. I was ready to go to school by five, and after that I lazed about for the other two-and-a-half hours it took my parents to wake up. My father was first to show himself. The playful, teasing lecture he gave me about my abnormal sleep habits was enough for me to ignore my mom’s entrance into the room.
“Thos, when will you be serious with him?” she asked sternly. I saw her glaring in my general direction (she rarely looked right at me) and I turned away.
“Come on Em. It’s his first day, and you remember what happened last time.” ‘Last time’ I had been chased from the school by lunchtime and was waiting at home two hours before school was supposed to be out when my father got back from work.
She huffed and went back to the omelet she had been hard at work on and tuned us out. My father turned back to me and opened his mouth but I shook my head. “Don’t worry about it,” I assured him quietly. Picking up my stuff I headed out the door, deciding to walk instead of wait for the bus.
School was…different. Most of the students had strange colouring to them, and I even met a boy my age who has a father and younger brother with the same tone as I do, and one of the teachers was green-skinned for crying out loud! I was shocked at the welcome-ness the place exuded.
Once home I put away my homework (they were already a few weeks in) and let off a torrent of how great my day was. My dad was ecstatic, and I couldn’t help but notice mom leave the room once I got started. The day passed as normal in my house, until dusk.
Anyone who knows me will tell you that my mom is a bit psychotic sometimes. Meaning, she flies off the handle at any little thing; or nothing in this case. She snapped and began to yell at me. I could only catch words like ‘albino, pale, dark,’ and ‘skin’. I’m pretty sure ‘freak’ and ‘abomination’ were thrown in a few times too. Now, I tell you, no matter how good your day is, once you get called an abomination by someone as closely related as your mother, no matter how much you hate each other, it’s bad.
I tried to keep calm, I really did! But when she pulled me off the couch (dad had already gone to bed) and screeched in my face, I lost it. Our voices escalated until I was sure the neighbors could hear us. A kind of white pain flashed across my face as her hand made contact and I leapt at the chance I was given. I curled my finger into a fist and hit right back.
Leaving her stunned, I took off. My feet pounded, as did my heart, and I ran all the way across town. At least a good solid four miles later I found what I was looking for. A park I had seen on our first visit to the house we ended up buying. It was crowded despite the late hour and I contemplated going to the store or restaurant until I saw a secluded area. Checking, I saw it was empty save for a few benches, where-as the swings and picnic tables had been full up, and took one as my own.
How long did I sit there? I don’t know…a few minutes…an hour? All I know was eventually tears found their way up and out and soon I was bawling. I didn’t even hear him until he touched my shoulder. Jerking up I saw one of the boys from a grade below me. Jar? Was that his name?
It didn’t matter right then. The waterworks continued and the dark-skinned, blue-haired boy took a seat beside me, trying to quell them. Again, I don’t know how long I cried, just that his tank top and my jacket were soaked through by the time I turned off the faucets.
I wiped my face and looked up to the boy again. He smiled gently and offered his hand. “I’m Jahre,” his voice was quiet, as though he didn’t want to be found. I introduced myself and we began to talk. At first it was school, then it was TV and music. It must’ve been three in the morning by the time one of us yawned and we said good-bye. I had yet to tell him why I was crying, though he had asked countless times.
I went home and crawled into bed; thankful it was Saturday.
starlucid:
This is very sad axel your sims are so beautiful! Even the drows are gorgeous..
xliikewoahx31:
oh my! your storys sooooooooooooo great! MORE MORE!
AxelVal:
OK, this is where the sci-fi kind of edge comes into play. Also where anyone with a phobia to two guys together starts to back away. Nothing just yet of that nature, but just a warning before anyone gets too far into it then realizes 'Wait a minute!' and then yells at me.
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A few days passed, much the same as the first, but thankfully with none of the punches. I barely saw Jahre as he was a grade lower, but lunch was mixed, so there was that.
The others, whether my grade or not, were amazingly kind and open. I wish I could have that kind of out-look on life. It wasn’t long before I learned the town’s ‘secret’ though. I had been invited over to one of the other boy’s houses for a study session before a test and met his fathers. When I asked about his mom later he responded with “I don’t have one.”
“You have to,” was my bewildered response. “You have to have a biological mother.”
He shook his head. “Cain’s the closest I have to a mom since he gave birth to me.” I must’ve looked like the boy had grown an extra head because he explained everything to me. Apparently that city Strangetown isn’t full of crazies because aliens had supposedly touched down here too. A few years before my grandfather would have been born, the original founders of this town had disappeared and left the place empty until just thirty years ago. When the Akoll family found it, the houses had been in ruins more or less, and they had rebuilt the town.
They invited a few friends to come live near them and one of the couples formed by all the movers there happened to be Cain and Alex McLean. A year or two after their ceremony, Cain had unexpected news: He was pregnant! A few months later their first son was born, followed by three more in the years that followed.
I left that house with more questions than answers, but went home none-the-less. I told my parents nothing, but instead went straight to sleep, claiming a headache. Little did I know that ailment was to hit later as I lay awake thinking of what I’d learned.
The next few days at school I couldn’t help but wonder who came from what kind of family. Jahre answered my questions about people in lunch, but I was alone in my other guesses.
But, abnormal things in the water aside, life in Corrin County was as close to heaven as I’m getting for a while. Until…
“Andrea, I have something to tell you.” My father sat down and turned off the TV.
“Can’t it wait?” I reached for the remote. I loved the song he had turned off, but he held the clicker out of my reach.
“Not really. You’re mom’s pregnant.” He couldn't wipe a grin from his face though he probably thought he knew what my reaction would be.
If he though my eyes would go wide and jaw slack he was right. “But…what if…”
“It won’t happen again,” he said, reading my thoughts. “Being an albino is very rare, and even though we both carry the gene that makes it a possibility, it’s still rare.”
I numbly nodded my head and he hugged me gently. “But, we do need some help.” He explained how mom couldn’t work and that his new job wouldn’t support us, so I had to help with the income. As interested as I’ve always been in science, more specifically: genetics, the only job I could get was a dishwasher at the local restaurant.
What a shocker that my first day there I was greeted by a familiar face! “Andrea!” Jahre rushed to greet me. I found myself in the younger boy’s embrace and had no time to react before the boss pulled us apart.
“None of that,” he scolded us. But his slit eyes were soft and later I could’ve sworn I saw the fae holding hands with my green-skinned teacher.
Jahre and I took places beside each other at the sinks and washed until our hands were pruned. Then we took over scraping whatever was left off the plates.
Once our shift was over Jahre wanted see my place, but I refused. So instead we ended up going to his. That’s where I met his father and sister; well, half-sister anyway. Her name is Helene, and his father is Zwei.
All three of them have dark skin, but their father less so. Still, I felt out of place among them. We sat up for a few hours after we got there and messed with the SSX3 high scores, battling it out for top prize.
Jahre ended up with the highest score of course, but at least I got second! A few hours of music videos and random dances later I started off for home. Surprised I wasn’t scolded for the late hour, I stayed up and read for a while before turning out the lights and ducking beneath the covers.
A few months passed, same as the last, the only change being mom’s stomach. It bulged, slowly but steadily. My grades also slowly increased, as did my job performance. Suddenly, Arkady, my boss pulled me aside and said he had news for me.
I rushed home after work and almost dropped my poor dad to the floor as I practically jumped on him. “I got a promotion!” I repeated this phrase over and over until he finally understood me and joined in my joy. With my bonus I was allowed to sell my bed and buy a bigger one, but why I don’t know. It’s not like anyone else uses it. But I didn’t complain as I finally had something that wasn’t an antique hand-me-down from the dinosaur days.
Mom was slightly happier than she had been, but I’ll bet it was just the fact of I’d be making more money.
Mom slowly got even crankier as her pregnancy approached its last month, and I sought refuge at any house I could, mostly with Jahre. Our favorite spot was that bench in the park we had first met, and most of our free time was spent there. Things progressed quickly between us, and soon we became more than friends.
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And yes, ignore the fact that Andy and the kid are at Jahre's house. I was being lazy and didn't think about it. And Cain being the closest thing to a mom he has is a refernce to my first inSI-M-other I have.
I always laugh when I finish reading that chapter. What are they now? You'll have to wait a bit before that's revealed.
Which reminds me, I have all the pictures taken now, so if I get enough people who like this I may just finish it up within the month.
xliikewoahx31:
YAY! another update!!!
i wonder what gender the baby will be!
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