Life, the Universe, and Everything
Posted 18 May 2010 - 01:16 AM
Most of my weekend of relaxing was ruined by Mariela's brat attack. How are you supposed to enjoy yourself when someone is glaring at you all the time? She spent a lot of time locked in Daddy's study with a load of books. Still, at least I had my adoring little brothers. Mama says that Blair looks just like me when I was in kindergarten. When I asked her who Mal resembled, she became a bit flustered, then said he looks like some relatives she saw in Grandmother Monique's family album. Unfortunately the photos are with Grandmother Monique in Uncle Jamal's home. If I want to see them, I can ask Grandmother Monique, but who wants to spend time looking at pictures of people you don't know and will never know?
Speaking of photos, had I known there was a photo opportunity at the wedding, I would have arrived earlier. I was so disappointed.
To add to my disappointment, I fear that my darling Garrett simply has no sense of formal couture. He wore the most horrendous tuxedo I've ever seen! I cannot even begin to describe how ugly it was. I'm almost glad that I had to sit on the side of the sanctuary with the groom's family. As much as I adore Garrett, to be seen with him dressed in that suit would be a disaster. And Stacy Burb... you would think a congressman's daughter would dress better than that. There must be something that Adam Goth sees in her. I do have to be nice to her though. At the rate things seem to be going, we could wind up being "cousins-in-law".
The ceremony itself was simply beautiful. Many guests had tears in their eyes. Mrs. Dawson's stepfather ruined the moment with a loud hoot when Franklin kissed Simone. During the dinner afterward, I had hoped to sit at the same table as Garrett, but he was with his siblings and cousins. At some point though he completely disappeared.
I heard dance music coming from the other room. Garrett was nowhere to be seen. Mariela was trying to group dance with the Phoenix twins, Dawson twins and the Goth twins, but they did not appear interested. Of course her bad attitude did not appear to help. Mal, ever the sweetie, asked her to dance instead. Nicholas Dawson danced with his girlfriend, Bianca Betteranu. She looked as if she was irritated for some reason. Adam Goth held on to Stacy Burb... I don't know if you would call it "dancing" - it was more like "kissing in time to the music". I still didn't see Garrett.
I was about to go look for him when three of the younger guests stopped me. "Wow, you're pretty!" exclaimed one of the girls.
"Why thank you," I said graciously. Of course the child was right.
"You were in the video with my big brother Garrett, weren't you?" asked the other girl. "I'm Naomi, and these are my cousins Dawson and Jocasta."
"I saw the video a million bazillion gagillion times!" exclaimed Dawson. "You were the best wicked stepmother EVER!"
"How nice of you to say so," I returned with a smile. Little children... so adorable at that age. I definitely enjoyed the adoration of these children. The two girls were around Mal and Blair's ages. An early introduction to one of my brothers couldn't hurt.
Once I finished eating, I didn't particularly feel like dancing. Stacy and Adam were another story. They were practically attached to each other on the dance floor. Nick and Bianca also danced, but not as closely. My brother said his girlfriend is pushing for a ring. We talked on the phone last night. He doesn't know if the time is right or if Bianca is the right person. And yet, they're living together. It makes me wonder about Maya. I wish she was here with me.
I wanted someone to talk to; everyone was occupied. Even Scott appeared to be in an animated discussion with his brother-in-law Ralph. Naomi, Jocasta, and Dawson surrounded Angelica. I overheard Jocasta asking about Angelica's dress. Dawson saw me, then gave me an over-exaggerated wink and an OK sign. I couldn't help smiling. Little kids - gotta love 'em.
Despite putting on a party attitude for my sister's sake, I really didn't feel like joining in. Instead I explored the cathedral a bit. "I guess I'm not the only person in search of peace and quiet," I heard someone say.
"I'm sorry Vicar. I didn't see you," I apologized to Reverend Dibley.
"No bother," he said, extending his hand to me. "How come you aren't with the rest of the party?"
Sighing, I said "It's a long story."
"I'm an old man," returned the vicar. "I have plenty of time."
I love the adoration, but sometimes it can be a bit much. Especially when it's a group of second graders. First it was the movie. Then it was my designer dress. Then it was my luxurious red hair. There wasn't anything these children didn't find fascinating. I almost wonder if this is what it would be like to have a stalker. Looking around the room, I wondered where Garrett was, and if this was how it felt to have an obsessive fanbase.
Vicar Dibley looked at me thoughtfully after I finished explaining about me and Maya. "To be honest, I agree with everyone. You'll never be able to move on until you resolve your feelings for Maya one way or another. Weddings make things tricky. Everyone's emotions are swinging back and forth. Now that it's all over, give yourself some time to recover." He took a deep breath. "Absence seems to have made your heart fonder. But has it made Maya's fonder, or forgetful?"
"I don't know," I admitted. "And that's what makes it so difficult."
"You can't go forward until you find out."
The vicar was right. His being correct, though, didn't make it any easier. "Thank you Vicar."
"You'll make a good decision Garrett. Once you do, your soul will feel lighter."
"Hey!" Nicholas stuck his head through the door. "Simone and Franklin are getting ready to cut the cake."
"Thanks," I told my brother.
"If you think you have difficulties of the heart," whispered Vicar Dibley, "you have nothing on your brother." I grinned. Odds are Bianca would be asking about a ring again as soon as they got home.
Vicar Dibley and I rejoined the party just as Simone shoved a piece of cake into Franklin's face. Grandpa let out another hoot. After the toasts, a shuttle arrived to whisk my sister and her husband off to Twikki Island. The party began to disperse.
"Now, about that tuxedo of yours..." I turned to see my mother behind me, a furious look on her face. It was going to be a long afternoon. I don't know which would be worse: Angelica, or my mother.
Oh, guess what? I finally updated the Hillbilly Family Tree!
Link is in the sig.
Posted 18 May 2010 - 08:27 AM
Oh, I do know that kind. :p Back when I went to high school just over half a decade ago, I used to be friends with that group. Very few of them ever did have any comeuppance, though. One is even worse than he used to be. :duh:
I quite like Adam, he just seems so very nice. :p Not at all like the dysfunctional and troubled characters I've managed to conjure up for the story that's been forming in my head for a year or so by now. :huh: I should probably get around to writing it sometime.
Garrett seems to slowly resign himself for the task he really has to do, doesn't he? It's probably about time, too! :p He probably needs some kind of closure, one way or the other. I can totally relate to that.
As for paying his siblings... brilliant. :lol: Corrupting the younger generation somehow, always the work of older siblings, right? :p
Terrific update, Ladytimedramon! They really makes slow mornings before the daily routines we have bearable. :--)
Posted 19 May 2010 - 03:15 AM
Maya and Garrett are a couple of stubborn mules ;)
Like Adam says, they need to be locked into a room and not let out until they work things through :devil:
I had my eyes checked at the student medical center. They said my eyes are fine. After the doctor finished my examination, he suggested that, if I'm having so many problems with my classes, I might have an undiagnosed learning disability. When I asked him why they didn't discover that in school, he said it could have been ignored or undetected.
Andrew said that's a possibility. At home, my parents used to drill me like crazy on stuff. Lucy, and later Stacy, helped me with my homework. The only time I ever had a problem was when it came to tests and classwork. Academically I wasn't in the "hard" classes like Stacy. Andrew also said that, if the teachers had recommended I needed assistance, it's possible Daddy might not have let me be tested. Even though learning disabilities are a fact of life now, for some people there's social stigmas.
The doctor said that since I'm over 18, I don't have to tell my parents if I get tested. I think I will. I don't want to worry Stacy until I know, so for right now the only people I'm telling are Andrew and Maya.
One thing I don't get right now? Why does everyone suddenly want information from me? First it was Stacy asking about Maya. Now Rebecca is trying to find out about Scott. She met him when she was visiting her cousin at SSU. We were having dinner in the dorm cafeteria the other day when she asked "What happened between you and Scott Phoenix?"
I looked at Rebecca. "Scott is an inconsiderate, self centered S.O.B. Stay away from him - he's trouble." Then I left.
My dad said that the minute he saw my mother, he knew that was the woman he wanted to marry. He didn't even really know her at the time. Uncle Samuel said that Dad told him the same thing.
I haven't been able to stop thinking about Scott since I got back from SSU. We don't even know each other. I just know I want to be with him. The only thing that bugs me is not knowing why he and Chelsea broke up. When I tried to find out more, Chelsea just said "Scott is an inconsiderate, self centered S.O.B. Stay away from him - he's trouble," before she walked out of the cafeteria.
Jasper, Andrew, and Maya all looked at each other. "What did I say?" I asked, confused. "Is Scott really that awful?"
"No," returned Jasper. "Chelsea's just still taking it badly."
"Scott was a really great guy until high school. Then he started to change," explained Maya. "We all grew up together. Scott used to be just a bit of a clown. High school, I think he felt the pressure of competing with his cousins and he sort of 'threw in the towel.' If he couldn't beat them or join them, he'd do whatever he could to stand out from them. Even if it was a bit of troublemaking."
"And it wasn't even really huge trouble," Jasper added. "He took his dad's car, without permission, and convinced Chelsea to sneak out with him, without permission. Worse yet, he told her his parents were letting him go out that night."
"Congressman Burb was furious when the police brought Chelsea home," Maya continued. "He came down on Chelsea like a ton of bricks. She still hasn't forgiven Scott for everything."
"When I talked to him, he sounded like he regretted it," I told them.
"He probably does," said Maya. "It was a learning and maturing experience for both of them."
Andrew stood up from the table. "I'm going to go check on Chelsea."
"I guess what I'm trying to decide is whether or not I give Scott a chance," I told Maya and Jasper.
"Maya is not the best person to ask about that- OW!" Jasper exclaimed when Maya punched him in the arm.
"You're one to talk. Didn't you and Desiree decide to call it quits over the summer?" returned Maya.
"At least we called it quits. We didn't pretend we were not in love, and we didn't pretend that there was nothing going on." Jasper dodged another swing from Maya. "You'd think you and Garrett were Egypsim, the way you two have been in de-nile for so long." Jasper gave a rare grin, then ran for his life.
"Excuse me," said Maya as she stood up. "I have to go hurt someone."
I watched Maya run after Jasper. From what they said, Scott wasn't a bad guy. I'm just going to have to try to get to know him better. I want to go slowly despite the fact that my heart is telling me to go all out.
Why is it every time someone talks about Scott I feel like torn up inside? It's been nearly a year now and just hearing his name makes me remember everything I went through - the embarrassment, the fear, the sadness... I just hope that Maya and Jasper make it clear what a SOB Scott is.
I was really surprised when Andrew came over and sat on the bench next to me. "I think you're overreacting," he said softly.
"Then why does it still hurt so much?"
"Because you're not letting it go. College is a chance for a fresh start. Some people are taking it; some people are not."
"You and Vanity?"
"Like Jasper and Desiree; we all decided it was best if we saw what college brought us. It doesn't necessarily work for everyone, like Maya and Garrett. Those two have a deep bond and even college isn't going to break it. Same for Stacy and Adam. Personally, I just couldn't see myself spending the rest of my life with someone like Vanity. Vanity... well... she likes excitement and wants to take a walk on the wild side. I like things organized and predictable. I don't think you and Scott were suited either. Scott needs someone who's going to keep him in check."
"He needs someone like Maya."
"Between you and me, I think he had a crush on Maya at some point. But he's not going to get in his cousin's way. Rebecca and Maya have the same type of personality. She might be just what he needs."
"I think Rebecca's a little out of his league."
"Maybe. And maybe she's what he needs to straighten him out."
We watched as Maya started chasing Jasper around the compound, screaming "Wait till I get my hands on you!"
"He would probably be SAFER with Rebecca," I admitted. "Maya would kill him."
"Jasper probably mentioned her relationship with Garrett," Andrew chuckled.
"They need to get over it more than I do."
"I think Maya wants a specific kind of relationship, but doesn't realize that she already has it. Like the rest of us she wants to see what college has to bring. She's seen the high school romance crash and burn, and she's seen it flourish. Despite everyone thinking she and Garrett are crazy, at least you can't say they rushed into something, or that they didn't see who else was out there."
"So...," I began softly. "What kind of person do you think would be right for me?"
It was hard to see Andrew's expression in the shadows. "You need someone stable. Someone predictable. Someone reliable. Someone you can trust with your heart. Someone who will love, cherish and respect you."
"Someone like Jasper? Or maybe Rebecca's cousin Stewart?"
"Someone like me," whispered Andrew just before he kissed me.
Posted 19 May 2010 - 08:57 AM
Half the update I had Andrew and Adam confused... I probably should get some sleep some time.
Anyway, it seems love is in the air, doesn't it? :P Chelsea and Andrew, Scott and Rebecca... it'll be interesting to see how it continues. And the two mules really should get going, dancing about like that helps no one. :duh:
Terrific update, as always! :--)
Posted 19 May 2010 - 04:59 PM
I can't wait to see if Maya and Garrett finally see sense (one can hope)
Posted 21 May 2010 - 05:56 AM
Doesn't anyone know how to clean around this place? The only people who seem to get really sick of it are me and Desiree. Maybe we're the only people around here who care about our dorm. Or maybe we're the only ones whose mothers made us pick up. Scott suggested we take up a collection towards a fund for paying a maid. That's not a bad idea. I'm getting tired of having to clean the shower before I use it. Don't even get me started on the toilets.
When I go home for winter break, I'm going to talk to Grandpa about a new dorm. Maybe it won't be here in time for me, but someone along the line will appreciate it. Desiree said sometimes she wishes she'd gone with her cousin to La Fiesta Tech, where her grandfather endowed a dormitory in memory of her grandmother. I'm glad she came here.
It's funny that we never ran into each other before college. I mean, Pleasantview really isn't a huge metropolis. Turns out that Desiree's family lives a few houses down from my cousins. She thinks it's because of our schools. Me and my family (except for Uncle Benjamin, Aunt Bianca, and my cousin Belinda) went to Pleasantview Prep. Desiree's family went to Farnaby Private. Even though she had neighbors her own age, she tended to hang out with her cousins and her classmates.
Maybe after first semester crunch time is over, we can spend a little time together.
News flashes from home:
Carina got a cockatoo. She really missed Taco, our parrot, so Mom and Dad let her get a new bird. They named the bird Twikki, for Twikki Island where they come from. Apparently Twikki is a calmer bird than Taco was. She'll sit on Carina's shoulder quietly while my sister goes about her business. The only problems are Blue Two and Rascal. William said he doesn't know if they miss Taco and see Twikki as an "intruder" in his cage, or if they see the new bird as "food". Sarin is under orders not to let Twikki out of her cage without Mom, Dad, or Carina there.
Dad let William go out on his first "solo date" with Maddy Phoenix, and then had to let Carina go out with Nate (Maddy's twin). It's only fair. According to James, everyone at school is pretty amused at the "twins dating twins" thing. Oh yes... my youngest brother now has his first crush. Her name is Stormie Mercado. She's the younger sister of Garrett's brother-in-law and Angelica's cousin, but James assures me she's nothing like Angelica (if she was, I'd have to get my brother's head examined). Sarin is in the "all boys are icky" phase of life.
Uncle Krondor isn't happy that the boys have started coming around the house. Di and Athena are at the point where boys are noticing them and they're noticing boys (I think I skipped that part in life). Di complains that whenever she or Athena has a friend over, Kiki and Frankie start acting up. Warren just hides. Everyone says he acts a lot like Uncle Zoltar. Oh yeah... Jaime and Megan are also discovering the opposite sex. Unfortunately, the boys aren't quite looking at Megan. My poor cousin inherited her dad's huge eye size. It doesn't look so bad on Logan with his green skin, but Megan looks fully human except for her eyes. Aunt Tabitha told her the right guy will come along eventually.
Uncle Colin and his wife are back from their honeymoon. The whole family helped set up the house, which Dad said looks almost like Grandpa's house did when they moved in (except restored to the original state). I wish I could have been there. I sent some artwork I made. Hopefully they like it. I wish I could have bought them something, but I've been looking into textbook prices for next semester. If I find used ones, I'm in luck. Depending on what kind of grant I win, I may have to take a job to help pay for the books. Lately I've even been thinking about taking up Kampol Barrett's offer of a modeling job.
Farnaby School's Academic Decathlon team remains undefeated. The team hasn't lost in who knows how long. Carina said Uncle Beau was there with Pleasantview North High School (he's a principal). She told me he said he had mixed feelings there. He went to support his team, but he's a Farnaby grad (and was on the team himself). And of course, his niece and nephew were on the Farnaby team. I think the last time Farnaby lost was in Uncle Colin's time, when half the team came down with the flu and they couldn't participate.
Aunt Antara sent more pictures of Orrin. He's just too cute for words! Lillie and Jaden have been sending me drawings of kittens and puppies. Jaden thinks they should get a puppy from their neighbor; Lillie wants one of the Ramaswami's kittens. They want me to tell Aunt Antara and Uncle Beau which one to get. I'm not getting in the middle of _that_ one.
And that's the Hillbilly Family News edition.
Stacy and I decided to take an evening off from studying. Yes, we know exams are coming up, but sometimes you need a break. All work and no play makes anyone dull. We just wanted to have a little fun and blow off some steam. I didn't predict what would happen.
We started simply by going downtown. First dinner, then a little time at the art museum. It was so nice and peaceful. Hand in hand we walked around and looked at the exhibits. I know we both wanted to stay longer. Stacy and I talked about coming back after exams and taking a full day just to have fun.
The sun had set by the time we started the long drive back to La Fiesta Tech. Stacy dozed in the seat next to me as I drove. I'm so in love with her that I just can't explain it. Since Simone's wedding I've been thinking about how much I want to spend the rest of my life with Stacy.
A lot of my energy has gone into worrying about Garrett and Maya; I'm not as concerned about Scott - he can find his own way along. But Maya and I have been friends since we're babies. Mom used to joke that she was my "surrogate twin sister" (all my younger siblings are twins). Sometimes we used to joke that Maya, Garrett and I were actually "triplets." I want to see them happy. But right now, I need to think about my own happiness.
"A simolean for your thoughts," Stacy said gently as I pulled onto the La Fiesta Tech campus and turned towards our dorm.
"I thought you were sleeping."
"About Chelsea and Andrew." I nodded. Stacy's twin called a few days in a state of emotional turmoil about how their adopted cousin kissed her and now she doesn't know what to think or feel. "It's surprising, but I think it could work."
"Better than Andrew and Vanity," I chuckled. "I never could figure out how that managed as long as it did."
"Yeah," Stacy laughed. "I'm guessing your topic of thought had to do with a couple still in denial."
I grinned. "For a little bit." As I pulled into our parking space my expression became serious. "But mostly I was thinking about us." I shut off the engine and we sat quietly. "About where things go from here between you and me." I looked into her beautiful eyes. "About how much I love you."
I leaned across and kissed her. Stacy wrapped her arms around my neck, practically pulling me into her seat. It felt like there was something different about this kiss for both of us. We couldn't get enough of each other. The only reason we stopped kissing was the lack of oxygen.
"Let's go somewhere and talk," she said breathlessly.
Nodding, we went to my room, currently the closest place to our location. Our bodies did the talking. Body language can say a lot. The only words said were when Stacy pulled me onto my bed, I asked her "Are you sure?"
"More than anything," she whispered.
An hour later we cuddled together under the covers and whispered "I love you."
And as Stacy drifted off to sleep in my arms, I made one of the most important decisions of my life.
Posted 21 May 2010 - 05:59 AM
I've discovered a few things about Angelica's infatuation with me.
1. My family is wealthy and prominent.
2. She likes my clean-shaven face and long hair.
I can't do much about the fact that Dad is a well known actor and director, but I can do something about my looks.
For a recent dance performance, the guys had to look "scruffy". Instead of dealing with stage makeup we decided not to shave for the week before so we'd have some nice stubble in time for the show. Angelica HATED it. After the performance, when the other guys shaved it off, I didn't. She's been bugging me about shaving every time she sees me.
Next thing is my hair. I've always had my hair a little longer than shoulder length. I really didn't let it grow so long until last semester of high school. My dance partners have complained about my hair sometimes getting tangled in their hand or whacking them in the face when we're dancing. It's even given me problems. Washing it is a pain. Even though I keep it pulled back, a guy just can't put it in a bun. And again, there's Angelica. She has this thing where, if I'm sitting and working at the computer or eating dinner, she'll play with my ponytail. The other day was the last straw. I was studying in the dorm library. She'd been in the hot tub and came inside in her swimsuit. Without so much as a by-your-leave she starts taking the end of my ponytail and starts tickling herself with the end! Never mind the fact that the woman has no shame (she's leading on both Joel and Ajay), but she also has no sense of personal boundaries.
I was ready to take a scissor and hack my hair off then and there when I caught a glimpse of what was on the TV. One of the national talk shows had on people donating their long hair to "Locks of Love," where their long hair would be taken and made into wigs for cancer patients. If I'm going to give up my hair I might as well give it to someone who needs it. For that, though, I'd have to go into a salon.
My appointment is Saturday at the salon in uptown.
I'm on pins and needles.
I want to go home to talk to my parents but I'm so bogged down between classes that I'm not going to be able to drive home until Saturday.
Stacy has sort of moved into my room. At least that way, in case her dad "drops in" for an impromptu visit/inspection, her room is perfect. Of course, since Stacy's sister Lucy became pregnant, Mr. Burb's visits have become fewer. Still, we're not taking any chances. We were both a bit nervous about our dorm mates at first, but no one seems to even care. I think the only person that even noticed that something was up was Garrett.
"Okay, what's going on?" he asked after he cornered me yesterday in the dorm reading room. "Something's up between you and Stacy."
I grinned sheepishly. "Is it obvious?"
"Only that you are, as Grandpa would say 'as jumpy as a long tailed cat in a room full of rockers.' I don't have to ask what two have been up to, do I?"
"If you're thinking what I think you're thinking, probably not," I admitted. Glancing around, I checked to see if there were signs of anyone who would overhear us and pass the news back to Stacy. "I'm going to propose to Stacy," I said in a low voice. Garrett's eyes went wide.
"Congrats! I was wondering when you'd decide to pop the question."
"Yeah. I wanted to talk to my parents first though." I took a deep breath. "Mom and Dad have Grandma Tegan's engagement rings. They said if any of us wanted them, we could have them. I know they asked Nick if he wanted one, but he said no."
"I don't know where Nick's head is sometimes."
"Pot calling kettle black," I said, rolling my eyes.
"At least Maya and I aren't living together. Bianca expects a ring any day now."
"Do you and Maya even talk?" I said, steering towards my usual topic of annoyance with my cousin.
"We email each other every day, and we chat online all the time."
"But do you TALK? As in a phone call?"
"I don't trust myself talking to her on the phone," he finally admitted. "I don't want to say the wrong thing and piss her off. So when are you going to pop the question?"
"Like I said, Saturday I'm going to talk to my parents. Stacy wanted me to drop her off to see her sister. I was thinking about proposing after that at Woodland Park."
"I'm heading Uptown myself Saturday," said Garrett. He wouldn't say anything else.
Still, I'm glad I talked to someone about it, and I'm glad that Garrett seems to approve. Hopefully my parents will.... and more importantly, so will Stacy's parents.
Posted 22 May 2010 - 10:53 AM
Terrific update, Ladytimedramon. I read it yesterday but didn't have time to say this then, I'm afraid. :huh:
Posted 29 May 2010 - 01:45 AM
The 'love bug's' been running rampant in my dorm and there seems to be no way of avoiding it.
Well, except for maybe David Ottomas. He seems to be the only person here not totally ga-ga over someone else. Hope he isn't going to wind up being the next person in town winding up married to a servo or getting alien abducted to get pregnant or something. From what I can tell, there's something about that boy that'd make the Hillbilly family look normal by comparison.
I decided I'm going to try to see where things go between me and Adham... AFTER elections and finals. His dad's running for mayor of Pleasantview, and he's so wound up that if he were an antique clock he'd bust a spring. I like his dad though. He's laid back enough that he doesn't care a fig what anyone says. Adham was freaking out that the press had a field day when his dad went campaigning in his old mascot's uniform. But that shows real pride in his past. He put his way through school by playing mascot.
Christian Cwik's got eyes only for Desiree Dreamer, though he's not admitting it. Unlike another couple in denial we all know (Desiree still talks to Maya, and Scott is Garrett's cousin, so we get ALL the news). The thing is they don't know each other "that well." So I guess I can understand that he wants to get to know her first. I don't know Desiree as well as Maya or Scott does. From what I can tell she's a "high maintenance" girl. Not "Angelica Landgraab" level, but she knows she's part of the Goth family (through her mother) and does expect to be treated as such. But then, Christian has a bit of a pedigree too. He doesn't like to admit it, or flaunt it, but I found out his mother is one of the Betteranu family. If he let that little bit of news slip, Desiree'd probably be all over him. Heck, most of the girls on campus would be swarming the dorm to meet him. How do I know? Pop says get to know all the facts about the people you're living with - you never know when there's something you can use.
'Course Desiree doesn't seem to have anything on Christian's cousin. She visited here once, and since then, that's all Scott can talk about. From what I could tell the girl is a rather scary cross between Angelica Landgraab and Maya Terrano. Before anyone thinks I'm crazy, it's pretty simple. Rebecca's got a "princess" complex. She thinks she is the best and deserves the best. On the other hand, she sounds really protective, like Maya is. I overheard Christian a few times (there's no law against listening when someone's talking so loud everyone can hear them). One time he told Scott about how Rebecca threatened to rearrange Angelica's face after she caught her teasing one of the younger Ruben children. He was surprised at how fast Angelica backed down. Scott told him about what happened at Farnaby (Maya landing Angelica on her pretty little rear). Another time Christian was shouting on the phone about her not being able to protect her twin brother, who is in the same dorm at LFT as Angelica and who has apparently attracted her attention. She seems to be a real firecracker.
And like I said... after one meeting, Scott's head over heels for her. Except Rebecca's WAY out of his league. Chelsea may have been "Daddy's little girl," but Rebecca is "Daddy's little princess". Suddenly Scott's trying to "find himself". He's suddenly claiming he never really knew what he wanted in life. He's already done the slacker thing, plus the "minor criminal" thing, and the "rocker" thing. At the rate Scott's going, he's going to "find himself" in the military. He's been talking about it ever since he came back from his cousin's wedding. Turns out his brother-in-law Ralph is in the army (don't remember the rank). Scott said that Ralph suggested that he give ROTC a try. He's been talking to some members of the ROTC to find out more.
At least he has the hair cut for it.
Vanity Scrooge needs to mind her own business. What should it matter to her what's going on with my cousin, or what's going on between me and Desiree? You'd think she's aiming to be a gossip columnist or something!
So what if my cousin Rebecca likes Scott? Scott seems to be an okay guy, and Rebecca can take care of herself.
And if I'm planning on asking Desiree out on a date after finals, what of it?
Adham might want to watch out - I have a feeling that Vanity is bad news... and she has her sights set on him.
I've been through a lot of things that have scared the bejeezus out of me. Like when Mom went into labor with Fatima (I was too young to remember when Fadi was born). Or my first driving lessons with Dad. Or even when Fadi talked me into trying to teach him how to drive (I can only hope that Fatima or Elijah do the same to him).
But nothing has been quite as nerve wrecking as election night, when your dad is running to be mayor. Anyone who wasn't cramming for exams, finishing projects, or sleeping crammed into the dorm's TV nook with me to watch election results. It's not like it's something I haven't done before; Dad's run for our city's Congress and the Senate. But this is for becoming Mayor.
I want my dad to succeed. It's been his dream; from being orphaned as a child, to growing up in the social services system, to working his way through college as a mascot, to winning his first office. But the thing is, what would his becoming mayor mean for me and my sibs? When your parents are in the higher offices, everything you do reflects back on them. Part of me doesn't want him to succeed. I don't know if I can live up to the expectations of being a mayor's son.
Everyone else eventually dispersed, but I kept watching the results until the very end. I turned off the tv and sat there several long minutes.
Posted 29 May 2010 - 09:21 PM
Now you wait and see what the world of sims throws at you!;)
Great update lady!
Posted 30 May 2010 - 11:10 AM
Totally know what you're talking about. It's a pretty hectic time when summer is at the door, I have plenty to do wrapping up my university studies. :huh: That Rebecca-Scott love story interests me quite a bit. :P
Nice that Adam's dad won!
Also, excellent update, Ladytimedramon. :--)
Posted 02 June 2010 - 02:13 AM
Nice that Adam's dad won!
Also, excellent update, Ladytimedramon. :--)
2 more days with students, 1 day to clean the classroom, then I'm free! (relatively speaking)
Meanwhile.... mega posting ahead!
In other words, I really need to get this story moving past freshman year :Oo:
I can't belive that on a Saturday this campus would be so dead! Everyone in our dorm was out except for me and Ajay. I was thinking of going home, but Mariela's still angry since Pleasantview Prep took second in the Academic Decathlon and I don't want to be around her sour puss. Garrett was gone early this morning. Adam and Stacy drove off after breakfast with Joel (they were going into Pleasantview to visit their families and gave him a lift). The rest of our dorm mates are somewhere else.
One nice thing about La Fiesta Tech. Even though it's getting close to winter, it really isn't THAT cold. It's cool enough to bring out my fur coat, but still warm enough to soak in the outdoor hot tub at my dorm. Ajay joined me. At least he doesn't mind when I give him the once over. Ajay is really a good looking guy; sort of like those people you see when you accidentally land on a Bollywood station on cable TV. I don't know how much he works out though. Garrett has much better muscle definition. But then, Garrett is a dancer. You have to be strong to catch your partner.
Still, Ajay was very pleasant to look at, and he didn't seem to mind the fact that I was studying him.
The time at the gym has been paying off. For all the embarrassment I went through while I was learning how to use the equipment, it was worth it the way Angelica was staring at me. Sadly I'm not as ripped and muscular as Garrett and Adam. They were athletes in high school. But I have to make sure I stay attractive to the ladies.
One advantage of the gym is that it's a place to meet women. Pretend you know what you're doing and women will ask you to be their trainer. "Did you need a little help with those weights?" goes a long way as an innocent introduction.
The looks Angelica were giving me while we lounged in the hot tub were anything but innocent. All potential competition for her attention was going to be out for most of the day. Now was as good a time as any to make a move.
"This place is dead," I said to her.
"I know. Everyone is either visiting family or cramming for exams."
"What about you?"
"I'll study when I'm ready," she said as she stretched.
"Good philosophy," I returned with a smile. "Are you planning on hanging around the dorm all day?"
"God no!" she exclaimed. "I'm just trying to figure out what to do."
"Well, my mother has been driving me berserk to come into Pleasantview and try the new Simdian restaurant that opened in northwest Pleasantview. Perhaps this would be a good time, if you'd like to join me."
"Why Ajay, are you asking me on a date?" she asked with a sensual smile.
"Maybe I am." I returned as I splashed her. "It's a bit of a drive though, so if we want to arrive by lunch, we should go now."
I didn't think I'd be so nervous about getting my hair cut. I mean, it's a haircut. There are no nerves in the hair. It won't hurt. Still, I was half tempted to ask the taxi to turn around, or to take me to Pleasantview instead.
Since I can remember, the only "haircuts" I had were to keep my hair at the same length past my shoulders and to trim off dead ends. I really don't know why I decided to let it keep growing.
One thing kept me from changing my mind. Angelica. Yeah, better off if the hair was gone.
The stylist waited for me. He smiled when I sat in the chair. "Some little girl or boy is going to be very happy," he said as he examined my hair.
"Can I keep a couple of pieces? As souvenirs?"
"Girlfriend?" the stylist asked.
Briefly I wondered what Maya would think about me getting my hair cut. "For Mom. She's never seen me with short hair."
The stylist nodded. With a few snips, my head suddenly felt lighter. "And that's that," he said as he showed me the long ponytail in his hands. He handed it off to another stylist, who brought it to the back. "Now the magic begins."
Posted 02 June 2010 - 02:31 AM
I dropped Stacy and Joel off, then drove to my home, better known as "Goth Manor." Signs of the construction were everywhere. Mom greeted me with a huge hug.
"Sorry about the mess," she apologized. "Construction is underway. The spiral staircases are saving so much space that we think we might be able to fit another bathroom on the main floor, as well as putting a real room on the 3rd floor."
"What brought this on?" I asked as we went inside.
"Mostly the need for more bathrooms," returned Dad as he greeted me. "This house wasnt designed with four modern teenagers in mind."
I grinned. "This house wasn't exactly designed for seven kids, period." Mom blushed and Dad laughed. Before the current generation, the Goth family averaged no more than 2 children.
We just chatted for a while. It was nice to reconnect with my parents; it's been months since we talked this long. "Now, what's really on your mind?" my dad asked at last.
Taking a deep breath, I said "I want to propose to Stacy."
My parents looked at each other. "Well, that was fast," Mom said. I looked at them in confusion.
"Your grandfather, my father, thought that I was dragging my feet," Dad explained. "He built that dorm to give me a not-so-subtle hint about moving on in my relationship with your mother."
Mom smiled. "It worked VERY well. Not long after we were engaged, Jimmy Joe proposed to Stella."
"Enough couples have gotten engaged after living there that it's been nicknamed 'the Romance Dorm,'" Dad added. "I think Jimmy Joe's brother Zoltar got engaged to his fiance Tabitha there too."
"So you're okay with it?" I asked.
"Stacy's a wonderful girl," said Mom. "If you feel it's right, then it's right." She looked at Dad, then back at me. "Have you bought a ring yet?"
"Not yet," I admitted. "I wanted to talk to you two first."
"I have both of my mother Tegan's engagement rings," my mother told me. "One is the ring she received when she married my father Goopy. The other is the ring that Grandpa Mortimer gave her." I noticed my dad's annoyed look. "I know you and Eric didn't agree with it, but they were still happy until the end."
At my confused look, Dad explained "You know that Grandma Bella disappeared when I was very young. It was me, Dad, and my sister Cassandra for many years. Then it was just me and Cassandra. When your Aunt Cassandra was engaged to Uncle Darren, she managed to get her hands on a resurrect-o-nomitron and brought my father back to life. I'd been at college about a month at the time. Dad pretty obviously didn't want me to waste time, which is why he built the dorm."
"Just before graduation, my father died," added Mom. "Sometime around our wedding, Grandma Tegan and Grandpa Mortimer became involved as well."
"You were only a couple of months old when the two of them went crazy and eloped." Dad rolled his eyes.
"Your father and my brother never really accepted the marriage, as happy as they were," said Mom.
I remembered Grandpa Mortimer and Grandma Tegan living with us. Grandma Tegan taught me to walk and talk; Grandpa Mortimer taught me how to study. They were both very important to me. They loved each other a lot. My grandfather died when Catherine and Bella were babies. We lost Grandma Tegan a few months after Victor and Michael were born.
"My mother Bella's rings were lost when she disappeared," Dad said, interrupting my thoughts. "I know she would have wanted you to have them."
"But as I said, I have both of Grandma Tegan's engagement rings," my mother added. "I've been holding on to them in case you or any of your cousins wanted them. I've offered them to Nicholas, but he said he's not ready," she said with a grin. "And we have no idea what's going on with Garrett or Scott."
I thought for a long moment. I could buy my own ring for Stacy and leave the two rings for my brothers, or for one of my cousins. But while they might want a ring belonging to our shared grandmother, I was the only one who had really known both Grandma Tegan and Grandpa Mortimer. I was the only one who had memories of both grandparents. In the end, though, it was what Stacy would like. She was the kind of person who would more significance in a ring passed down from generation to generation than in a sparkly bauble straight from the shop. "Can I have Grandma Tegan's ring from Grandpa Mortimer?"
"You're sure?" Dad asked.
"Very sure. I think for me, that ring has a lot of meaning. It will for Stacy too."
I think there were tears in Mom's eyes when she brought me the box with my grandmother's engagement ring. Carefully I put the box in a safe place. I spent another hour visiting with my parents before I went to meet Stacy at Woodland Park.
"Wow, this is some place," I admitted as I pulled up in front of a restaurant. "It's a little out of the way though. I mean, this place is the boonies, even for Pleasantview."
"Out of the way now, but in a few years this place is expected to be the Beverly Hills of Pleasantview," Ajay returned. "It overlooks the city. Imagine this area with luxury condos, elegant mansions, and high fashion boutiques. Purely upscale."
"Hmmm... ambitious..." I followed Ajay inside, where the owner greeted us and led us to a booth. "I thought your family were the only Simdians in Pleasantview."
"The owners just moved here 2 months ago. They have a daughter close to my brother Madhu's age." Ajay looked uncomfortable as he added "I suspect my parents may try to arrange a marriage for my brother."
I blinked in surprise. "I didn't think anyone arranged marriages in this day and age."
"My parents' marriage was arranged. Had there been a Simdian of my sister's age in Pleasantview, they would have arranged one for her. Me too, for that matter. In high school, my parents micromanaged our lives in hopes that they could eventually find us suitable Simdian spouses."
"I was wondering why we never seemed to run into each other at Pleasantview Prep."
"My siblings and I weren't allowed to date," said Ajay with a shrug. "Trust me... I noticed you. But once Doni went to college, she was away from my parents and decided she was free to do what she wanted. My parents hoped she'd meet an exchange student from Simdia. Instead she met Colin."
"I'm surprised your parents allowed her to marry him, with his family background. All those aliens and the servo."
"Colin's father is one of the most respected doctors in the country. One of his brothers is on the board of education. Another is a well known television chef. His uncle is the owner of major chain of hardware stores, and his aunt is a retired chef and cookbook writer. If you can't marry for lineage, my parents believe in marrying for prestige. They were willing to overlook his unusual upbringing."
"If you put it that way, then yeah, he sounds amazingly desirable."
"Besides, my parents also looked at his family's tree and are predicting their first grandchildren within two years.That will probably trump everything. But enough about that."
A waiter brought over a tray with two flutes of champagne. "Complements of the owner," he said as he set down the tray. Ajay handed one to me, then took the other.
"What should we toast to?" I asked him.
"How about... to new experiences?"
"To new experiences."
I was glad to finally change the topic. Discussion of arranged marriage made me nervous. Now that I was away from my parents' overbearing influence, I intended to take advantage of my freedom.
Angelica appeared to enjoy the Simdian cuisine. My intention was to make this day very memorable for both of us. We danced for a bit before deciding to return to the campus.
One thing I like about Angelica - she's uninhibited. She also knows exactly what she wants. No one else was about. She followed me into my room and sat down on my bed. I joined her.
"I've been meaning to ask you Ajay... you're away from your parents. Why do you still wear Simdian style clothing?"
"My mother has very fine taste in silk fabric. She likes to have clothing imported from the top designers in Simdia." I lowered my voice. "It feels absolutely incredible against my skin." Moving closer to her, I whispered "Would you like to feel it?"
I leaned closer to her so she could touch the fabric. "Mmmm...." she said. "That is nice." I kissed her. "That's nice too."
"You know what else would be nice..."
Angelica smiled and pulled me close.
Part of the story that Alexander related to Adam can be found in an old story I started (didn't go very far) called The Second Chance Man.
The restaurant is the Reunion Restaurant by daman19942 from here at TSR.
Posted 02 June 2010 - 02:33 AM
I watched Stacy sitting on a bench in the park, waiting for me. Grandma Tegan's ring was secure in my pocket. In a few moments, hopefully it would be safely on Stacy's finger. She stood up when she saw me coming.
No, there was no reason to wait. I knelt down on one knee. "Stacy, we've known each other since second grade. We've been friends for the longest time. It almost seems like I've loved you just as long." Taking a deep breath, I reached into my pocket for the box. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you." Opening the box, I said "Stacy Burb, will you marry me."
With an excited shriek, Stacy threw her arms around my neck, nearly knocking me over. "Yes!"
My head felt curiously light. When the stylist held up the mirror I barely recognized myself. "I do good work, even if I say so myself," he said with a grin. Then he gave me some pointers on maintaining my attempt at a beard.
By the time he finished with me, it was nearly lunch time. I decided to do a bit of shopping for clothes to go with my new look. While I searched the racks, I kept checking over my shoulder. No, I couldn't be lucky a second time.
The text came through just as I finished paying for my purchases. Three little words from my cousin: "She said yes!" I returned a message saying "Celebrate - lunch at Luxury Spa Uptown!" Adam returned "OK - 1hr". I decided to indulge in a massage while I waited.
The first thing we did after I proposed was visit Stacy's parents. Congressman Burb put me through the 5th degree. I would've rather faced down Maya's great-grandmother on a rampage than this (and I've seen her great-grandmother on a rampage). When Congressman Burb started asking about whether or not we were sleeping together yet, thankfully Mrs. Burb interjected with "They're engaged John. That's enough. Stacy isn't Lucy."
We were both totally drained by the time we left. Thankfully when we stopped by my parents' house there was just a lot of hugging and celebrating. The worst of it was Victor and Michael groaning about having to get dressed up again. Yeah, at that age, no guy wants to get dressed up. I assured them they had 3 and a half more years before they had to worry about that. The rest of my family could be called or emailed with the news when we got back to the dorm.
I called Joel to see if he was ready to leave; he was still visiting with family (his whole family is about as big as the combined Goth/Dawson/Phoenix clan). Joel said he'd catch a taxi back to LFT, so Stacy and I went to meet Garrett at the Uptown Luxury Spa for lunch.
Garrett wasn't at the door. We walked over to the restaurant. I glanced around, but didn't see him. The maitre'd directed us to a table where a man was seated. It took Stacy and I several long minutes of staring before I recognized the shirt. "Garrett?" My cousin looked up from his menu and grinned sheepishly.
"Oh my God! What did you do?" Stacy exclaimed as we walked over to the table. He stood to greet us.
Self-consciously Garrett touched the back of his head. "I donated my hair to Locks of Love," he said. "It wasn't doing me any good, and my dance partners were getting tired of getting whacked in the face."
"Nothing to do with Angelica?" I ribbed him.
He rolled his eyes. "So, let's see the ring," said Garrett to change the subject.
We sat down and ordered, then Stacy showed him our engagement ring. "It was one of Grandma Tegan's," I explained. "The one Grandpa Mortimer gave her. I hope you don't mind. Mom still has Grandma Tegan's ring from Grandpa Goopy, if anyone wants it."
"That's not a hint, is it?"
"Nope. Just a message from Mom. Same thing to Nick, Scott, and even Cody, Brian, Michael, Victor, Nate, Dawson... anyone in the family."
Garrett rolled his eyes. "Seriously, I think once parents hit a certain age, their mind fixates on their children settling down," said Stacy. "Look at Maya's family."
"Trust me... they have a one track mind. I know because my mother's stepbrother is her grandfather's brother," stated Garrett flatly. "I'm sure Aunt Dagmar and Uncle Alex were doing cartwheels. How did your parents react?" he asked Stacy.
"The Simish Inquisition would be easier," she returned as I groaned. "Though I think Daddy is mellowing. They adopted a cat. Graham says that Daddy's going to try to get Senator Shaikh's open seat once he takes the Mayor's office. He probably doesn't want to look so stuffy this election."
Lunch was nice. I kind of found myself wishing Chelsea, Scott, Jasper, Andrew and Maya were there and we were hanging out like we used to in junior high. Of course back then it was usually the bowling alley, not the spa. Back then, it was a group of friends hanging out. Maya and Stacy were just "two of the guys" and Chelsea hung out with us because Stacy did. Who would've thought that Stacy would become the love of my life?
Posted 02 June 2010 - 02:35 AM
Oh my God... that was the most amazing thing to ever happen in my life! I woke up with my arms wrapped around Ajay. He still seemed to be sleeping. I can't blame him though. After what we had been doing for the last few hours... wow. I slipped out of bed without waking him and went to take a shower. When I came out, he was awake and looking at me in a way that made shivers run down my spine.
"You are amazing," he said in a low husky voice as he patted the bed next to him.
I smiled. "I just took a shower. Do you want me to get all hot and sweaty again?"
"That sounds like a plan."
As I contemplated crawling back into bed with Ajay, I heard a car pull into the driveway. Then one of our dorm mates shrieked "OH MY GAWD STACY AND ADAM THAT'S AWESOME!!!!!"
My curiosity got the better of me. Outside I saw Lisa Wendland jumping around and squealing while looking at Stacy's hand. I was going to see what Lisa was going on about when Garrett got out of the car. He walked over to the mailbox. My hands flew to my mouth in shock. "Garrett... what did you do to your gorgeous hair?"
"If it isn't entirely obvious, I had it cut and donated my hair to Locks of Love."
"Because there are children in the world who, because of illness or cancer treatments, have lost their hair. My hair will go into making a wig to make a child happy. That might be a foreign concept to you."
"Now really Garrett... it's time to be sensible about things..."
"BACK OFF!" he snarled at me. I was totally taken aback. He turned on his heel and walked off to his room. The door slammed behind him.
I watched the exchange from my window with a twinge of jealousy and a touch of anger. After what we just shared, it was poor form for her to practically throw herself at Garrett. Besides, even a blind man could see that all her attention to Garrett did was infuriate him.
True to Angelica's attention span, she seemed to quickly forget about Garrett once she discovered what Lisa was shouting about. "YOU'RE ENGAGED?!?" I heard her shriek.
Well, congratulations to Adam. At least he and Stacy are faithful to each other.
As Angelica examined Stacy's ring in the sunlight, I picked up my cell phone and dialed.
"Hello, Michelle?... Ajay Ramaswami... yes, we met at the gym last week.. yes... are you still needing some math tutoring?... I think I'm free tomorrow..."
I've really started to look at my time differently with Andrew. He's so different than Scott. I mean, being with Andrew makes me feel tingly all over on the outside, and warm and fuzzy on the inside. Even when it's something as simple as an astronomy lesson.
One of the science classes I had to take was talking about the stars, and as usual it totally confused me. Instead of standing and staring through telescopes, Andrew and I laid on the ground and looked up at the stars. He pointed out the different constellations and told me the stories behind them. I feel like I learned more while cuddling with Andrew under the stars than while reading boring textbooks. Sometimes he didn't say anything. He didn't have to.
Andrew was showing me another constellation when I got a text from Stacy. It said "get the gang and check your email." Confused, I showed it to Andrew. He shrugged and reluctantly let go of me. I went to the dorm library and booted up a computer while he called Maya and Jasper. By the time they joined me, I had found my twin's email. I opened it up and found two attachments, then clicked on the one that said "Open me first". We stared at the screen as a picture popped up of Stacy and Adam showing off a ring on my sister's finger with the words "WE'RE ENGAGED" printed in big letters across the picture.
"Oh my...," I whispered as I stared at the screen.
"Well that was fast," chuckled Jasper behind me. "I would've thought they'd have waited at least until after freshman year."
"What's the other picture?" asked Andrew.
Admmittedly I was a little worried about what the "open me second" attachment could be about. I mean, after everything we had with Lucy in school, it could be anything. As the second picture opened, our jaws hit the floor.
"Holy..." began Andrew.
"Has Garrett EVER had hair that short?" I heard Jasper ask.
"Not since he was a baby," returned Maya, her eyes wide. "I've seen pictures."
We stared at the picture of Garrett for several long moments. With the stubble and the short hair, he almost didn't look like the same person. Then Jasper went to see where Per'la was; Andrew's sister Claire called him on his phone, leaving me and Maya in the library. I printed copies of the pictures. "Here," I said, handing her the picture of Garrett. "You might want this."
"Thanks," she said softly as she stared at it for a minute. She looked at me. "So how does it feel, knowing that your twin sister is engaged?"
"Happy," I admitted. "Maybe a little weird. Still, it's funny that everyone was more surprised by Garrett's haircut than by Stacy and Adam's engagement."
"I think that's because we all expected them to get engaged sooner or later. Most of us thought that the only way Garrett would cut his hair would be if someone snuck up on him and cut it off."
"The Maddie and Nate special?" We both laughed, remembering how Scott's siblings were responsible for both of his hairstyle changes. "Those two don't have aspirations of becoming hairstylists, do they?"
"Not according to William and Carina," returned Maya. "And trust me, Maddie and Nate are my sibs' favorite topic of discussion."
I smiled, then glanced at the picture of Adam and Stacy. "I think I better give my sister a call before it gets too late."
Posted 02 June 2010 - 02:36 AM
It's not that fun being alone when everyone around you seems to be in love.
My two best friends are engaged. I'm happy for them. They deserve each other.
Rebecca's been chatting regularly with Scott both on the phone and online. She seems to think that he needs some direction in his life. Good luck to her.
Chelsea and Andrew seem to be getting closer and closer. If things keep going the way they are, they'll be happy together. I just hope her dad doesn't freak out. Congressman Burb may not like this relationship any more than he did when Chelsea was going with Scott.
I suspect that Jasper might be developing some feelings for Per'la. They spend a lot of time together, true, but it's also in the way they look at each other. I worry a little bit about it. Per'la is still new to our culture. Of course, if she had to fall in love with someone, Jasper's one of the best guys. But then I could just be reading into something that isn't there.
Stewart and I seem to be the only ones "alone" right now. Stewart's nice enough, but I can't "connect" with him. Rebecca worries a bit that he doesn't seem to be interested in anyone. He's not concerned; he says his dad only ever dated his mom, and they didn't really meet until junior year in college. His mom didn't start dating until college either.
If the truth be told... I miss Garrett. When I'm studying and concentrating on school work, I sort of block out the world. But after the exams... after the projects... I can't get him out of my mind. Hearing his voice, even on an old voice mail I haven't deleted yet, sends shivers down my spine. Now I have this new picture of him. For the first time, with his hair short and the beginnings of a beard, he looks "grown up."
I don't know why I suddenly had the overwhelming urge to talk to him. Before it was too late, I dialed him on my cell phone.
Normally I check the caller ID on my cell before I answer it. I don't know why I forgot. "So did someone finally sneak up behind you and cut off your ponytail?" I could hear the amusement in Maya's voice on the line. My heart started racing.
"I got tired of it and donated it to Locks of Love."
"That's sweet," she said. I could almost see her smiling. One of the pictures of her from her uncle's wedding sat on my endtable.
We spend a half hour chatting about Stacy and Adam's engagement.... about nonsense... younger siblings... college... relatives (apparently this girl that Scott met once and is head over heels with is not only in her dorm, but is also Joel's twin sister). I didn't want to stop listening to her voice.
"I can't believe how late it's getting," she said. I didn't even realize we'd been talking for two hours. "I have a test tomorrow. We can talk again soon. Good night Garrett."
Before I could say anything else, the call ended. "Maya, I love you," I said on the phone, but she wasn't there to hear it.
Whew! that's it for now....
Posted 06 June 2010 - 11:22 AM
As for the story... I was wondering when Adam and Stacy would become engaged. It's nice they're moving forward. :--) And Angelica... not the smoothest move in the world. :P :duh: Also, it seems like Maya and Garrett are ever so slowly realizing that they still have feelings for one another... even if Garrett seems lightyears ahead of his old flame. :huh:
Posted 18 June 2010 - 01:38 AM
I am looking forward to the end of finals with much enthusiasm. First, it will be the first chance I will have had to spend time with my fellow Sh'kaaran exiles. I will spend the week with Da'lar-ka and Da'lar-sa. They are looking forward to my arrival (I suspect that Da'lar-sa likes to pretend I am her daughter - her daughter was lost in the uprising). Sh'naar-ka would have liked me to stay with his family. However his apartment is crowded... and honestly something about him makes me uncomfortable. The other reason is that Jasper has invited me to the union ceremony of his sister and her chosen mate. This will be my first time to witness this world's ceremony.
Unfortunately, nothing in the clothing purchased for my trip to university was suitable for wearing to such a ceremony (as discovered when Maya, Chelsea, and Rebecca went over my wardrobe). My classmates offered the loan of their formalwear, but nothing quite looked right on me. Chelsea offered to accompany me in the purchase of a gown. She needed to find such for the union ceremony of her cousin (Andrew's sister) as well.
This was the first chance I had to spend time with just Chelsea. Maya was one of my first friends in Pleasantview. Rebecca and I have also become friendly. Her upbringing, her mannerisms, and her attitudes are different than others in my dorm. Chelsea at first seemed somewhat aimless. I do not think she had a particular goal or direction in life when we arrived. She appears to be experiencing a gradual change. Jasper says that Chelsea is "growing up." The use of that expression confuses me. As a university student, is she not "grown up" already?
Chelsea accompanied me to a suburb of Pleasantview called Bluewater. We found a small boutique where we tried different gowns. I found one that suited me rather quickly. It was simple once Chelsea explained to me how to find the clothing that would fit me. My friend enjoyed the act of shopping. Oddly enough we encountered her cousin Lillith, to whom Andrew referred to as "Mom 1". I guess I am feeling more confident when it comes to new people. While Chelsea continued to try on dresses, I spoke to some of the other customers. One of them turned out to be Leah Ruben, the younger sister of Rebecca. Leah's personality appears very much like that of Rebecca. I also encountered Mrs. Broke. She looks well after the birth of her most recent child. When I arrived on this world, she assisted in my acclimation. I plan to visit her during the winter break.
Eventually Chelsea found a dress that suited her. She surprised me afterwards by saying "Let's get makeovers!"
"What is a 'makeover' and why would I want one?" I asked in confusion.
"Oops, sorry," she apologized. "Sometimes I forget that we have some different words that you might not know. A makeover is when you go to a person who specializes in styling hair and makeup and change your look."
Uncertainly I followed her to a place called a "salon". She chose one of the chairs and a person approached her. His scissors practically flew around her head as he worked on her hair. When he finished, Chelsea appeared very pleased. "Your turn," she told me.
I was hesitant... Admittedly I had done little with my appearance since I arrived on this world. The stylist reassured me that he would not cut more than I wished. I suspect he could sense my ambivalence. Instead of a full "cut" as Chelsea had done, he simply trimmed the edges and showed me a new way to fasten it. I felt more comfortable with the small change at this point. Perhaps in the future I will attempt something more radical.
From the way Jasper looked at me when I returned, it appeared to have been enough.
I think the last time I had this much fun shopping was when Stacy, Maya, Desiree and I went to find dresses for the junior prom (I was grounded for senior prom). Shopping with Per'la is a little different. She really hasn't shopped on her own yet. This is the closest she's been. Since she arrived in Pleasantview, people either bought for her or told her what to buy. She told me that on her planet, someone would come in, measure, and design her clothing for her. That sounds great, but I think I would miss the shopping experience.
We went to a little boutique in Bluewater. I helped Per'la understand the sizing system of the store, then let her look through the racks until she found something that interested her. I couldn't resist trying on some of the skimpier dresses. Daddy would have had a cow if I showed up in it. To be honest, it really wasn't very comfortable. Besides, it wasn't very practical for a winter wedding. After a bit of searching I found a gown.
I was a little surprised to run into cousin Lillith. It's a bit strange to realize how huge the age difference is between us. She's at least thirty years older than me and Stacy. But then, Mom was at least fifteen years younger than her brother Daniel... she was young when he married. Lucy was a baby when Lillith and her sister Angela were in high school. It's also kind of weird when you think about the fact that Lillith has a two daughters older than me, a son my age, and two children in high school yet. But she and her wife April adopted Claire (age 9) and Katy (age 4) right after they were married, then adopted Andrew pretty soon after that (then Hannah, then Roberto). I guess the only family with ages as messed up as mine is Maya's (her uncle Colin is only about 4 or 5 years older than she is).
While I was trying on the gowns, I studied myself in the mirror. I looked like a teenager trying to be a grownup. A sudden, impulsive makeover isn't necessarily a mature decision, but it was actually past time I tried changing my look. It took a little convincing for Per'la to agree to it.
We walked a few short blocks to the stylist. Since Per'la seemed a bit nervous, I went first. "I'd like a style that makes me look like I'm getting ready to be a career woman, not that looks like I just got out of high school," I told him.
"I have the perfect style for you!" The stylist's scissors practically flew around me. By the time he was done, my head felt somewhat lighter. Funny thing is, my first thought was what Andrew would think of my new look, not my parents or twin's opinion. I love the way it came out.
Per'la also gave it a shot. She just got a trim and a new way to pull it back, but it's still something different. With my new hairstyle and new gown, I'm looking forward to Katy's wedding.
I spoke too soon. David Ottomas needs a massive intervention and he needs it NOW. Heck, that boy needs a shrink!
That stupid cow mascot comes around the dorm almost as much as the idiotic cheerleaders and our school's llama mascot. I could understand if he fell in love with a cheerleader. We'd look at him funny if he was interested in the llama mascots but wouldn't say boo (not that it's a bad thing - Adham's dad was a mascot, but right now all of our school's mascots are guys and so far David hasn't shown he's interested in guys). But NOOOOOO..... the idiot is head over heels in love with that danged cow!
She comes in and flirts with him and he thinks she's interested in him. The girl flirts with EVERYONE. Guys, girls, and especially people involved in relationships. So she comes in and comes on to David. And now, he's convinced he found the girl of his dreams.
David's always been a bit cuckoo. He couldn't get a date for the life of him back in high school. I can understand him falling hard for the first girl to show him any sort of attention.
Just not the cow mascot.
Posted 30 June 2010 - 01:58 AM
After a whole bunch of testing through the university's diagnostic center, I finally have an answer.
Which explains why I have always had so many problems in school. The diagnostician gave me a whole bunch of things I could do to help in my college classes to help. I've been looking up about it on the internet as well. Now I know why my father was always mad every time he came out of a parent teacher meeting. A few times I overheard the words "testing," "evaluation," and "reading disability" come up. Daddy always refused. The diagnostician said that even though Stacy and I are twins, it's possible for one of us to have a problem and the other not.
Funny thing is, from what I've learned about strategies, I think a lot of my teachers must have suspected I was dyslexic even though I was never officially diagnosed. They did a lot of the things with me that are listed on the internet.
I'm actually a little angry at my parents. Daddy probably didn't want me "labeled" because of his political career. I had to suffer through frustration in school because he didn't want me tested. I could've had Bs and As like Stacy instead of Cs and Ds.
I called Stacy as soon as I found out. She said to tell Mom and Dad. I didn't want to, but Jeff has been having problems in school like I used to. He might be dyslexic as well. My baby brother shouldn't have to suffer like I did because my father is too caught up in appearances.
I was cutting through the park after my class when I ran into Simon Jakobsons and Yusun Gregory. They were a couple of Greek House members that I met when I toured the college. "Hey, you're Colin Hillbilly's niece!" said Simon. "How's he doing?"
"He and Donika Ramaswami got married back in September." I told them about the wedding. "They're expecting a baby next winter."
"That was fast," said Simon.
"That's normal in my family," I returned.
"So, Maya," began Yusun, "the pledge period opens up next week. Are you considering pledging Hoh Annya Hoh?"
"Considering? I would have pledged first day of school if I could," I said with a grin. "I know another person in my dorm can't wait either."
"Call us," said Simon with a wave as they headed off to their class.
I can't wait until next week.
Maya and I both pledged Hoh Annya Hoh. It's weird that two of the founders are her aunt and uncle, and the other two are my aunt and uncle. I never knew that Aunt Amanda was Maya's Uncle Beau's stepsister. I think I met them when Uncle Benjamin and Aunt Amanda got married, as well as a few other members of her family.
Right as you walk in to the Greek House, there are paintings on either side of the door. Uncle Benjamin and Aunt Amanda on one side, and Maya's Aunt Antara and Uncle Beau on the other. "Aunt Antara said she painted these," said Maya. "She said there was another painting here she did."
"Oh yeah," said Simon Jakobsons. "The creepy lady." He led us into a gorgeous study. A painting of an elderly woman hung over a chair.
"She doesn't look creepy," I said. "I think she looks rather pleasant."
"It's one of the founders' grandparents. When Colin Hillbilly lived here, we asked him if he'd move it, since he's the founder's brother, but he refused. As soon as he left we tried to put that thing in the attic. Next thing we knew, all sorts of weird things were happening. Stuff started breaking, weeds popped up all over the place. That crazy cow mascot was here all the time. Once we put it back, all the weird things stopped," Simon explained.
"Lillie Murchison Hillbilly Eastwood," said Maya. It looked like she had a tear in her eye. "Aunt Antara painted that portrait of Grannie, my great-grandmother, right after she died and hung it on the wall. Grannie and Aunt Antara were very close, and I wouldn't be surprised if her spirit kept an eye on this place, since it's something my aunt helped create. Grannie had died when my father was about twelve," she explained. "Her spirit used to haunt the house. Grandpa said it was because he threw out her favorite chair, but after Grannie was resurrected, she said it was because my aunt needed her." Maya sighed. "Honestly, I think the only person that could take that picture down would be Aunt Antara. Or maybe my dad, because Grannie helped raise him and they were also very close."
"Well, hey, if you make it in to Hoh Annya Hoh, would you please ask someone to come and get it? I mean, the picture only means something to you and your family. It freaks everyone else out," he said.
"I'll see... IF we make it in to the Greek House," returned Maya with a wink.
Maya and I hung around the Greek House for a couple of hours, getting to know Simon, as well as the other members, Samantha Day and Yusun Gregory. "It's been a quiet membership the last couple of years," admitted Samantha. "Most people don't come to AFT for its Greek life. Nasgard Annya, the other campus Greek house, really struggles. I guess it helps that your aunts and uncles did a good job of setting things up, as opposed to Nasgard Annya. It was created by a guy who was rejected from here and a couple of friends."
"I know," said Maya. "Plus my friend Chelsea and Stacy's older sister was one of the founders... I don't think Chelsea's interested though. Their dad had fits when it was created... and why."
"Oh yeah, we heard that one too," said Yoosun. "It doesn't help that the guy died in the Greek House."
Maya and I stayed until it was time for our late classes. Simon said they'd let us know if we were in or not by tomorrow.
Oh, the trials a budding actress must go through...
I am stuck at university while everyone else has left for spring break. Even Ajay and Joel deserted me to spend time with their families. Originally I wanted to spend the break on a beach on Twikki Island. Instead Mariela is preparing for another competition while Mal's little league basketball team is in a tournament. I swear I don't know where he gets being so athletic... Mama and Daddy both say they weren't into sports when they were younger.
Plus I had to meet with Professor Jones. Zion Jones is the head of the Art and Drama departments at La Fiesta Tech. He is the man that can help make or break my future career as an actress. After my exam grades, it became essential that I talk to him.
I very carefully chose my wardrobe for my meeting. Professor Jones always seemed to have his eye on the ladies, especially those of us with mini skirts and low cut blouses. My outfit was hopefully the right combination of professional AND sexy.
This was my first time in a professor's office, so I didn't know what to expect. I thought it would be sort of stark and official, but instead it was warm and inviting. Professor Jones invited me to sit down on the sofa and joined me. We made small talk before he finally asked me why I needed to see him so urgently. "Well, Professor Jones, it's my grades," I began in a soft voice. I crossed my legs purposely so that he could have a full view of them. From his smile, I knew I had his undivided attention. "I'm dying to be an actress. Drama is in my blood. I need to improve my grade... and get better parts in the school productions."
"Well, Ms. Landgraab... getting roles is part of the audition practice. Until you become a celebrity of the magnitude of Ivy Gieke, Eric Dawson , April Pleasant, or Chantal Worthington, choice parts are going to be hard to obtain. Of course, Eric Dawson mostly directs now, and April Pleasant and Chantal Worthington are reportedly planning their retirements. In the next few years there are going to be many acting positions open for attractive young ladies such as yourself. You need to apply yourself now. Audition, and practice for auditions."
I bit my lower lip and thought for a second before asking "Professor Jones, can you tutor me on the best way to audition?" I said in a sultry voice.
He smiled at me in a way that sent shivers down my spine. "I think I can spend some time private tutoring you on the techniques needed to land the big parts."
Now I understand what "the casting couch" refers to.
Rebecca and I made it into the Greek House! Simon, Yusun, and Samantha showed up at the dorm in togas shouting all sorts of nonsense and dancing around.
Anyhow, we're officially members of Hoh Annya Hoh. We've been talking about moving into the Greek House, but since we've both paid our non-refundable housing fees for the fall semester, we're going to stay in the dorm and move at the beginning of the spring semester.
Posted 01 July 2010 - 02:38 AM
Family drama and more family drama....
Let's see... Simone is pregnant. My parents are thrilled. This will be their first grandchild. Reportedly Aunt Elenor and Uncle Jimmy are now bugging Jean and Ralph about when they are going to start a family. Grandpa Bobby Tom is thrilled. He says he's finally going to have one up on his brother with having a first great-grandchild. Simone was a bit sarcastic about that. Apparently Uncle Bobby Tom never legally adopted Mom, so she said technically "it doesn't count", but his brother Dr. Hillbilly is too polite to point it out. There's a big rivalry between my step-grandfather and his brother (who is now going to have his 19th grandchild).
My brother Nicholas, however, is really stressing out. Not because his twin sister is expecting her first child. No, it's because all of their classmates are getting married and/or having babies, and Bianca is "getting the urge". Nick is sort of "in love with love". Bianca used to be like that, but now she's ready to settle down, get married, and start a family. She's pushing him for a commitment and that terrifies him.
Adam and I were talking about it one day in the cafeteria when Joel came over. We sat and talked for a bit. In one of those weird "small world" things that I've been getting used to, it turns out that Nick's girlfriend is Joel's aunt (another one of those "huge age difference" things). He said that Bianca is going stir crazy waiting for Nick to finally propose.
I guess in a way Nick and I aren't all that different. We're both afraid, though in different ways. He's afraid to commit to one woman. I'm afraid to tell Maya how much I love her. Yeah, I know it's silly. I ache so much that sometimes I listen to an old voice mail she left just to hear her voice while I look at the pictures of her Ajay gave me from his sister's wedding. I've watched the DVD of our "school movie" about a thousand times by now. I wanted to see Maya during break, but it turned out she stayed on campus, only coming home for a weekend. Adam keeps telling me to take the car to drive out to see her. But what if I drive out all that way and Maya's not there? What if she shoots me down? Right now I don't know if I'm ready yet.
I really can't believe my parents. Donika and Colin are expecting their first child and I'm thrilled for them. Mom and Dad are excited to be expecting their first grandchild. But now my parents are asking when I'm going to find a nice girl and settle down.
The problem is I really can't explain to my parents how much fun I'm having with Angelica... and Michelle Chung... and now April Thomason... and there's this girl Lisa in the dorm that I have had my eye on. Except it's not a good idea to have more than one person you're romantically involved with be in the same place at the same time. Something I think Angelica learned the hard way.
First of all, there's that major obsession she has over Garrett. He keeps pushing her away but she doesn't get the hint. Then I also discovered she has a thing for Joel. Well, "thing" might be a bit mild. She doesn't know that I know they went out on a date. I'm certain they've slept together at least once or twice. And as if that's not enough... Joel's dad came to visit him here on campus. She took one look at Mr. Ruben, and you could almost see what was on her mind. After her little "indiscretions", she noticed I started giving her a bit of a cold shoulder. I never out and out told her I knew. She became very solicitous, trying to smooth talk me and everything. Unfortunately she's become a bit of a "weak spot" for me. I can't say no to her... even if it's fairly obvious she's fooling around with one of her professors. I'm fairly certain of that because 1, her grades suddenly went from Cs to As and 2, one of her professors keeps calling and showing up at the dorm.
My thing is that there are so many beautiful women out there - why should I have to settle for just one?
The first year is finally over! We all did really well. Even Chelsea managed to pass, with a lot of help. She's going for some testing at the school medical center to see if she has a learning disability that was ignored or overlooked. It would explain a lot. I'm looking forward to a week of relaxation back in Pleasantview.
The freshman pace was absolutely grueling for biology majors. Uncle Colin said the pace is the first way they try to separate out the "wannabes" from the "future doctors". Sophomore year... it's the price of the textbooks.
When we got our book lists for the classes, I nearly fainted! The price of the books is ridiculous! My scholarships cover tuition and dorm fees, but not textbooks. This semester's books are going to eat a big chunk out of the money I earned back when I modeled in high school. Then I still have five more semesters' worth of books to worry about.
I know if I say something to Dad or Grandpa they'd help me out. But I want to be independent. Dad has to save up for Carina and William going to college in a few more years. And Grandpa's probably going to hassle me about dating. Last time I spoke to him he started in because Crystal Diamonte was getting married, and I know this irritates him. Not so much because she used to date Uncle Colin, but because he thinks it means Dr. Diamonte (Jasper's grandfather) will have a great-grandchild first. Those two try to one-up each other, almost worse than Grandpa and Great Uncle Bobby Tom.
I'd take a job between classes as a tutor or a personal trainer except that will cut into my study time. Still, there was one alternative. I pulled the business card out of my dresser drawer and dialed the number. "Mr. Barrett? Hello, this is Maya Terrano... yes... well, I was wondering if that modeling offer was still open...."
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