There's only so much stuff to do when you cooped yourself up in your room. You can chat with everybody on IM.

After a while you get bored. I was keeping myself in my room because I wanted to avoid Aubrey's "Territory." I had been looking out my window. I saw Aubrey cheaply flirting with Josh. I could tell he didn't like it. Aubrey saw my eyes following Josh and shot me the "Stay away or I'll kill you" look. I'd been in my room for about a week when I went out to the game room to watch T.V.  I watched for about thirty minutes until I saw Josh coming up the steps. He saw me and his face lit up.
"Hey Perry! Where have you been?" I dreaded the moment I would see him again. My heart wanted to talk to him, so bad. My head said, "Don't you dare." I knew I had to compromise.
"I've been sick, the flu. You should probably go because I might get you sick." I didn't It. I talked to him and I kept it casual.
"It's ok. Anastasia has the flu." That's great. His little sister had the flu. "She's been sick for a while." He can down and sat beside me. "She has a weak immune system."
"I'm sorry." What was I doing? "I should leave!" I thought "And Now!"
"It's ok. She's still really happy." He smiled.
"So, Why are you here?" I asked.
"Well, My dad lost his job in New York. We moved here because his family lives here." I was so happy to see his smile that I smiled too.
"What about your mom?" I wished I haden't asked because his face looked pained.
"She um.... commited suicide two years ago." I felt bad for him. I scooted closer to him. He put his arm around me. I looked into his eyes.

"What about you mom and Dad?" No one had ever asked about my mom and dad before.
"Well I never knew my dad. My mom, she doesn't really understand me." I leaned my head on his shoulder and I felt tears burst into my eyes. They were silent tears. They had no purpose they were just there. Then one slid down my cheek. Josh took his free hand and wiped my tears away. Eventualy my head caught back up with my heart. I started wiping away my tears.
"I'm Sorry, I just burst out like that." I loved looking in his eyes, It was like looking into his soul.
"Don't be." He let me go eventually. I didn't want to. We walked up the stairs to the third floor and to my room holding hands. I wanted to stay that happy forever but I knew it was to good to last. I hugged him and he hugged back for a long time. Then I went inside to my room and flopped onto my bed. I was so happy. I loved evey part of that night. If that wasn't the best night of my life so far I didn't know what was. I fell asleep happy but not for long.

Aubrey and I have a weird relationship. At times we can be friends. When we go to visit grandma in the nursing home were friends but most of the people there are in diapers. At other times when we are around people she knows, I'm transparent. At this point, sitting in the front yard in my pajamas, I was transparent.

 I saw the boy look over at me and then ask Aubrey a question. She brushed the question off and continued with her conversation. Then probably out of annoyance he came over to me and sat down beside me looking at the clouds.

Aside from the fact that he had just hugged Aubrey he was sort of, in a weird twisted way, cute.
"Hi" He said.
"Hi" I said. I looked at Aubrey. She had marked her territory and he was it. I was not going to interfere. I figured he just sat down out of pity for the poor girl sitting in the grass in her pajamas. I was not going to do that. I set up a simple trap. It was perfect. It would let me loose the guy and mad Aubrey agitated. "What's your name?" I asked.
"Josh" He answered. "and Yours?"
"Perry" I couldn't help but smile because my plan was unfolding perfectly. Aubrey was in spite of me at that moment. "You look hot." Aubrey's eyes widened as I said hot but she wasn't prepared for what I did next."You should come inside."
"Yeah. I guess it is hot out here." We walked inside. Aubrey hot on the trail. Her face was almost green with eny and red with rage. She looked like a christmas tree but that was only in my mind. I walked to the stairs. Josh followed me. Before I went up I asked. "Your apartment is on this floor. Thats too bad mine is up. I guess I'll see you later then." I walked up so proud of my self. My plan worked, perfectly. It worked better than I thought.

My name is Perry.

I am fifteen years old. I live with my mother and my sister in a three story apartment building.

This is my mom, Ana. She's very blond, in a figurative sense. She likes everything tidy but she can't clean.  Therefore I have to do most of the cleaning. She believes owning a car is pointless. If you don't have a man to fix the car it doesn't run. Although I took auto shop last year as an extra curricular activity and it was very interesting. I learned how to recalibrate the pistons and valves in the engine. So I guess you could say my mother and I are opposites.

This is Aubrey. She's very blond too. She's my twin sister. Don't we resemble each other? I'm also very sarcastic. We are fraternal twins, as in we look nothing alike. Anyway, I don't have a dad. Well, I suppose he might be out there somewhere but I gave up on the dream of meeting him ages ago. Anyway, on with the story I'm going to tell you.

I woke up the other day thinking about cars. About the engine and the transmission. I hardly ever think about cars but lately it's all I can think about. I was in my yellow pajama shirt. I wanted to do something. I went out to the apartment swings.

I swung on the swings at sixth thirty in the morning in my yellow pajamas. I saw people walking by giving me strange looks. I could care less about them. That's one of the things I like about my self, I don't care what anyone thinks. I sat there thinking for a long time until about nine o'clock I guess because Ana came out in a fuss.

"Where were you? Do you know how worried I've been?" She yelled.
"I bet you were terrified." I mumbled under my breath.
"What was that? What did you say?" I didn't say anything. "Huh? I'm waiting?"
"I said I'm tired." I was almost sure she could she through that.
"Oh. Well, consider yourself grounded. Grounded as in confined to the lot." I hadn't left the lot since school let out three weeks ago. Not because of being grounded but because I didn't feel the need to.
"Ok." I said back. She huffed and stormed away. I sat down in the grass looking up. I heard a big noise and a moving van pull up. The van stopped and out of the van came a young girl about ten. After her came a boy about my age, he was attractive. Aubrey went out to greet him and gave him a friendly hug. He hugged back. He wasn't attractive anymore.

OK this is my second sim story. I have another one but i just don't have the inspiration for it right now. so here goes my second one.
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Section one: Kristen

I am Kirsten Landon. I am 26 and work as a journalist at the Pleasant Post. I just moved to pleasant view. I grew up in Verona ville. My parents came from a long line of being the only child. I wasn't an only child, when I was two my parents gave birth to my little brother Marcus. Except when he was six he went to a birthday party at his friends house. It was a pool party and Marcus drowned. I cry when I think of it. So naturally I am very over careful and over cautious. My parents were very wealthy because my great grandfather, Romero, struck oil on his farm in Mexico. Did I mention I am Hispanic and African- American. My parents recently died in a tragic accident and I was given the inheritance of 5 billion dollars. I gave it all up to my great grandmother. As a child all I wanted to do was be normal.

I woke up this morning. I had to prepare for another day at the Post. I had to be there at ten till' eight. I had to make sure everyone was on time and wasn't late.

I glanced at the clock for the time. 7:04, I thought. That gives me time to get everything done. I called in work and told Andy, my boss, I might be late. She didn't have a problem with it. I walked from my bed room and to the shower.

I loved taking showers. It always feels like your refreshed and clean. I pondered about that Don Lothario. He called me the previous night wanting to know if I would go on a date with him. I told him if I could find the time. "He is probably a player, or just dirty." I thought. I was against him but something inside turned me on about him.
 
I Washed my face, Dried my hair, Brushed my teeth, and more and I was ready. I went down stairs to look for something to eat. "Pop Tarts? Sounds good." I thought as I looked in my cupboard. Then I saw some french toast. I decided French toast would suit my taste for the morning.

I put it in the oven and waited until my timer rang. I grabbed my oven mitts and pulled out a hot platter with french toast on it. I put the toast on a plate and set it on the table in my dining room. Then, I dug in. It was very good and hot.

I finished up my wiping my mouth and put my plate in the dish washer and was off to work.

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Section Two: Don
As told by Don

I had just pulled myself out of bed. I didn't know exactly when but whatever time it was. The night before was crazy. I met this hot lady, Tamera, I think that's what her name was but we got our party on. We had a lot of fun but, if Cassandra found out she would kill me. I got an unexpected call from Nina.
"Hello" I said.
"Hey Baby!" She said in her perky voice.
"Hi Nina."
"Whats wrong you sound sick?" she was so caring. No other girls talked to me like that.
"Nothing"
"Well, I am going to come over there to check on you"
"That's cool." I said.
"Be over there in a few!" She hung up. I was looking forward to seeing Nina. I freshened up with my new cologne and smoothed my hair. I looked out my bathroom window. Nina was waiting. I rushed out.

When I saw her, I planted a big wet one on her. I didn't waste anytime I took her to the hot tub right away. It wasn't long before I had to rush off to a date with Kaylen, the Pleasants maid.

One thing lead to another, lets just say I'll invite her over again.


Section 3: Dina

I really dislike Mortimer. He is quite disgusting. He is so just not me. I would much rather spend my life married to a frog or locked up in a cell. I do plan on marring him and then ending his life earlier than expected. If I was married to Married to Mortimer and He suddenly died, all of the precious similions would go to me. He decided to come over. I of course didn't mind.

I wanted him to be turned on so i put on my little black bikini and kissed him like a mad woman. I really don't like kissing him it is almost like kissing my grandpa.

I kissed him again. He definitely liked it. Poor Morty lifes going to end soon.
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Ok did you like it? I had more but i'll edit it in later.