Thanks, Squirt! Alynna did turn out quite well, which I'm happy about since I didn't really want to deal with having more than one possible heir at this time. I have such a hard time choosing sometimes, this way, there is only one possibility. But I would have had another if Alynna had showed up with some major flaw, like sims tend to do sometimes.
Alex is actually a pretty good example of that. I could never understand how he managed to be born to Mortimer and Bella - his features don't match at all. I always thought Cassandra looked a little off, too, with her very thin face. But...I'm terribly shallow. Good luck finding some pretty stock to beautify the Goths, lol.
While we were internetless, I prepared several chapters of Avalon, and played the family through three generations! I had missed them so much, so it was nice to visit them again. Crikey, in my game, generation 5 is getting ready to turn into a teen.
I'm still learning my way around telling this story, so some sections may be kind of choppy, and some pictures kind of sloppy. Choppy and sloppy, lol. I hope you enjoy it, anyway.
Chapter 8
Mom is not only getting senile, she's getting paranoid, too.
Jess: No peeking!
Kenya: Honestly, Mom, I'm not looking at your diary.
Unbelievable. I can't believe this is the second time in my life a thief has broken into our house.
The Law was there in a jiffy, giving that crook a lesson he'll never forget. Thank goodness we're rich and influential - the police probably tripped all over each other to see who got to come to the Avalon house to help.
Wait a minute...why does the burglar have The Law in a headlock?
Oh no. No no no...
This looks bad. This looks real bad...
The Law: I'm sorry. He got away.
What?!
Unbelievable. Absolutely unfathomable. The crook got away with our flat screen tv. And he beat the tar out of the policeman. I bet that cute female officer that came out last time would have kicked his butt.
It's gone...Our beautiful flatscreen...gone...It doesn't matter that we're filthy rich and can just buy another one, not even feeling the dent of $8,000. It's the fact that someone broke into our home, our sanctuary. I feel so violated...
I'm worried about Alynna. Now that she's a teen she seems to be completely boy crazy. She brings so many boys home that I've started calling them by numbers because I lost track of their names. This is Boy 1. Some clown she drug home from school.
For once I'm sharing Dad's opinion. Neither of us are impressed with this fellow.
Boy 2. I don't know anything about this kid, but I can honestly say I got sick to my stomach seeing this. How well does she know this guy?
And it gets worse. Upon coming home from work one day, I spy my Little Princess shamelessly flirting with Boy 1. What happened to Boy 2?
As I'm pondering what happened to my innocent little girl, a fire suddenly starts in the kitchen! Everybody panics.
And then everyone flocks to the bathroom to wash the stink of smoke from their bodies.
The teens give up and retreat to the table to have dinner. Oh great. There's Boy 2 again. And look - now we have a Boy 3. Sigh.
Me: Er...Good grief, Kenya! What are you doing? There are teens in the room!
Kenya: Don't worry. I shooed everyone out before I got all naked.
Me: You know, showers were invented for a reason.
Kenya: Your parents are fighting over the shower and I just couldn't wait.
Hooray! My book is a best seller! Woopie!
Go me!
Oh look what we have here. Boy 4, sniffing around my daughter.
Shameless...Just disgusting.
It's okay if Kenya and I get our groove on. We're married. And monogomous.
Alynna looks embarrassed. Mom is checking this kid out. And I'm...uh...preoccupied.
Ah geez! Who the heck is this kid? Boy 5. And why is she in her nightgown?
The worst has happened. Dad died today. He was coming out of the bathroom and the Grim Reaper was waiting for him.
He had a good life, and lived to be 81. I don't think he had any regrets.
Goodbye, Dad.
The next few days were just a blur. I was so depressed over Dad's death that I didn't take any pictures. Then, just three days later, Mom was claimed as well. This is devastating for our family. But Mom lived to be 84! I think that's great, and I hope I can have such a long life.
Kenya and I are showing our age, now. But, she's still beautiful. Doesn't she look fabulous?
Our darling daughter gets a little play time in. She's growing up quickly and...
...she soon leaves the nest for college. I have to tell you, I'm very nervous about letting my very hormonal daughter loose on campus, unsupervised. Lord knows what kind of trouble she could be getting herself into.
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Hi, Daddy! Things are going well. I have a roommate. His name is Almeric Davis. I had never even seen him before. The college is busier than ever, and the dorms have run out of room.
He doesn't have enough money to rent a campus house, and he asked if he could share mine. I was kind of hesitant at first, but I couldn't just let him live on the street.
Soon after I said yes I almost regretted it. He's kind of...weird. Like, he would stare at me a lot. I always felt his eyes one me, it was so awkward. It almost felt like he was judging me.
Boy 2? You mean Ricky? He's here, too. I've see him on and off. And Boy 1's name is Glen. I thought I was in love with Glen. We got along really well.
We've been on several dates. And for awhile, I thought he was the one. But I always noticed Almeric in the background, just watching us.
Boy 3? You mean John. He was like, three boyfriends ago. I haven't seen him in ages.
Things got pretty serious with Edward, though. I was crazy about him.
He's a fabulous kisser.
Oh give me a break, Dad! It's not like you never kissed before! I
am an adult, you know!
I was pretty sure he was the one. I know I said that about Boy 1, I mean Glen. But this was different. Edward and I really meshed well together.
He was my day and night. I thought about him all the time. But there was Almeric, always watching. It was kind of creepy.
Francis!? I am not going to settle down with anyone like that! He's icky. He's too refined, Dad. I know you want a sophisticated son-in-law, but Francis is down right snobby.
Almeric and I started becoming good friends. It occurred to me that my college days were nearly half over, and I barely even knew him. I had never taken the time to even talk to him. I found out he was a pretty decent guy. I liked spending time with him, and I thought less about other boys while I was with him.
But it was when he invited me to the Campus Square that things really started to shift between us. I noticed how handsome he was. And he was a lot more fun to talk to than the other guys I was seeing. He was smart. That was refreshing.
But he's not completely serious, even though I thought he was. He knows how to have fun, too. I expected him to be repulsed by my playfulness, but he wasn't. He's more playful than he looks.
I guess maybe it's the glasses that make him seem so serious. That and the fact that he's so quiet. It's easy to overlook him because he doesn't really stand out.
But even behind those glasses, I could see the spark of someone who was excited by life. Even though quiet, he was pretty popular. And he aspires to someday be at the top of the military career. That's a lot of hard work, and I admire him for that.
I began to look at my life differently in his presence. My life started to seem kind of shallow by comparison. I mean, what were my hopes and dreams? To woohoo with twenty different sims?
Oh come on, Dad. I'm sure you knew. You had to have noticed the constant parade of boys coming in and out of the house at all hours. I know you're not that blind.
And my reputation was starting to haunt me. That stupid cheerleader who saw me with Edward in the car on our date just had to bring it up one night when she was over studying. Yes, Dad, the car.
Sharon: So, how many boys do you think Alynna has woohooed with. Ten? Twenty?
Almeric: I don't have any idea what you're talking about.
Sharon: Do you think you'll be next to jump on the Alynna train and go for a ride?
Me: I heard that. I'm standing right here, you know.
I shrugged it off like it was no big deal. But that comment really hurt. And other people have said things, too.
But all my worries faded away when I was with Almeric. I no longer cared about anyone's opinion. I felt that he was interested in all of me, not just what I had under my skirt. Oh, sorry, Dad. He really listened to me, like he really wanted to know what I was thinking,
I suddenly realized that I was in love with him. Truly in love. It was nothing like what I had felt with all the other boys. This was a feeling of purity. Like I wanted to do whatever it took to make him happy, that I wanted nothing more than to get married and carry his babies.
And I wanted to commit to him right away. I didn't want to let another minute pass by without the whole world knowing I belonged to him, and only him. He made me so happy when he accepted.
He's...wonderful. He's everything a girl could ask for and more. Kind, considerate, giving...
Oh, Dad! I can't believe you'd ask me that! Of course we haven't! I'm saving myself for marriage. Well, I mean, I'm saving myself from now on for marriage. I can't wait to bring him home to meet you after graduation. I just know you'll love him.
How will life be different for Alynna now that her Aspiration has changed? Will her parents accept Almeric into their home? Will they both reach their Lifetime Wants? Tune in to the next chapter to find out.
