After about two lines of proof I heard a loud BANG! CRASH! BOOM!

“What on earth?” I muttered. I followed the disturbing sounds into the main hall to find . . . oh no! My brother “playing” the drums. Dear god!

It was my parents birthday present to him! They went to the music shop with him and he had a muck around with all of the instruments in the shop. Of course he had to choose the loudest instrument in there. Typical boy!

“Could you keep it down!” I yelled over the noise “I’m trying to work!”

“Sorry sis, the music can’t be repressed! It has to be played at full volume!” He replied.

“Well thats nice an’ all, but what your playing isn’t music, it’s just noise!”

He continued to play, ignoring my protests. I sighed, i hate drums.

Maths would have to wait for another time. There was no way I could compete with noise! Instead I went and spent many hours attacking the training dummy slipping into a familar trance. But even that couldn’t stand the power of TWO instruments! I walked determinedly into the hallto see dad trying to play along!

He spotted me and smiled “alright there Jewel? Enjoying the music?”

I rolled my eyes “Oh yeah, SO much!” I said with deep sarcasm. He wasn’t really listening. Dad on his own is fantastic but him with Peter just sounds horrible. I dont think I can stand much more of this!

***

I was woken up by the sound of drums. How on earth can the rest of the family cope? I have no idea! I decided, instead of trying to cope with the incessant noise I would go into town, possibly the gym. I had spent all those hours training against a dummy, but I had never really exercised. I was curious what it was like.

I walked up to the gym in awe. So this is the place where Grandma  Dannie had spent so much time in when she first arrivewd in Sunset Valley.. We had all grown up being told stories of her, modified, of course, so we didn’t start getting the wrong idea about violence. It always upset mum that we never got to meet her but thats life.

I found the nearest free treadmill and started running. I was actually quite good at it. I guess all that stamina I had earned while training in sim fu really payed off!

Or maybe not . . .

I heard a snicker behind me. Well I wasn’t here to be laughed at, I wanted to enjoy myself! I exited the gym sadly wondering where to go . . . I walked along the street paths until I spotted the fire department. A smile spread accross my face, there wouldn’t be anyone in there right now and I knew for a fact that they had a treadmill. Before I knew it my legs had steered me in that direction and had planted themselves infront of the fire departments treadmill. We’ll, a couple of hours couldn’t hurt could it?

***

Oh my gosh, he’s going to be so pleased! Think of ll that extra money coming in! I can’t belive it! I walked into our home to find him playing chess.

“Doug”

He looked up and came over. “What is ti, love?”

“I got a promotion!” I said excitedly, ” I’m a superstar athlete now!”

“Honey thats fantastic! You know what? We are going out to celebrate! All of the family.”

And so all of us got into a limo and headed down to the bistro

I felt so sophisticated, I guess thats what happens when you achieve your dream.

***

It was late at night and all was quiet and sleeping.

Well, all except one. There was an almigty boom and crash as sticks hit drums and symbols trying to make music.

Dad slowly got out of bed and headed towards the noise. He completly freaked out when he saw his son yet again playing the drums at  two in the morning.

Haha, regretting it yet dad?

Author’s notes:

• Sorry for long wait, I was planning to wait until chaos mod got updated for late night before trying to make the drama that is the next chap. Since it hasn’t yet and I’m tired of waiting I’ve made this shorter chapter for now. Hopefully it’ll be updated soon otherwise I’m gonna cry!
• I love how the fire department has open/closing hours, It’s amzing that the town is so fire free at certain times, yet also incredably useful . . . for reasons that I may explain some other time.
• The real reason Jewel left the gym was because I was fed up of the vampire pap taking photo’s of a “celeb” ALL THE TIME! Grr . . .

When everyone was gathered, not many people since Peter was asleep and Gemma was at work, Esme told them the news. “I’m getting Married!” She claimed. There were cheers of celebration and Jewel ran up to hug her.

“But” everyone’s eyes  sharpened. “Buts” were never good. !It means I’m moving out.on saturday.”

Becky and Doug stared at each other. “honey, that’s two days away. Don’t you want to wait a little longer?”

“Why? I love you but I also love him. I want to spend every morning waking up by his side, and I can’t do that here”

They still looked unconvinced. Jewel spoke up. “She’s right. I mean this house is kinda small to fit another person in. He wouldn’t have much personal space here. And she does need to live with her husband” she said smiling.

Esme’s eyes flickered to the doorway and her expression changed. “Of course you would want me out, wouldn’t you.”

“What?”

“err, nothing. Now I’ve got to get planning.”

***

Friday was a vary dull day. kinda goes against the idea of Friday. But hey, I don’t have the power to control events, or people’s reactions. Why was Esme angry at me yestarday, what had I done? I inteded to find the answer today.

When she arrived home I quickly went to talk to her.

“Esme, abou-”

“Jewel! Can you help me. Some guy wanted me to use a training dummy for some reason and report back on the uses, or something. But I wouldn’t know how good it was as a trainer or, or anything really” She babbled.

“Err, yeah. Sure.”

Once she had changed into something better for training she joined me at my Sim fu area.

Esme tried again and again to hit the marks I specified but to no avail. Nevertheless I still trained her.

After an hour Esme could train no more so I told her to stop. She was about to leave but I called to her before she could

“What did you mean by what you said yestarday?”

“What? Oh, I think you know what I meant.”

“No, sis. I’m quite clueless. Care to fill me in?”

“It just appears to me that you want this place just to yourself. It’s like Gemma said-”

“Woah woah woah! What did she say?”

Esme’s face paled a little bit. “Nothing important.”

“Yes it is important, Esme. Whatever she said it’s lies!”

“See, look at you, trying to turn me away from your own twin. With no evidence I might add, Unlike Gemma.”

“No,nono you don’t understabd-”

“No, it’s you who don’t understand! Just because you’re heir doesn’t mean your entiteled to everything! Now I’m leaving tomorrow. I probably won’t visit for sometime. It appears that you don’t need me.”

I became so angry. I turned round and attacked the thing closest to me, my training dummy. What the hell had Gemma been up to? What lies was she spreading?  heard the door creak open once more and it only took a glance to see who it was.

“Gemma! What the hell have you been telling everyone?”

“The truth”

“huh, I highly doubt that. Are you planning on tearing this whole family apart just to spite me?”

“Oh there you go again. you you you. Yes everything is about you isn’t it?”

I hit the training dummy in the wrong place causing it to hit me in the face. “Ow” I muttered. I turned to reply to Gemma but she had already gone.

***

It’s time for me to grow up. But yet again no one is here to celebrate with me. Why am I always-

I was suddenly consumed by sparkles and before I new it, I was Peter the teenager!

Shame no one else saw me grow up though . . .

***

All morning we worked through piles of . . . stuff. Esme’s stuff to be precise. Who knew she had so much makeup and clothes and, well everything really. I was more concerned how she was able to fit it all into our room but thats a mystery that will never be solved.

Once all the boxes and bags had been loaded into the cab the only thing left was to say goodbye.

Esme faced us all with a smile on her face. “Come on, it’s not like I’m leaving Sunset Valley forever! You can come visit me anytime” I had a feeling I was excluded from that invitation somehow.

After another round of hugs Esme walked out of the door, to discover a new life with her fiancé.

From behind me I heard Gemma whisper darkly, just for me to hear “One down, three to go.”

Author’s note:

• Sorry how this chapter turned out, I’m reallly unhappy with it.
• Sorry for lack of pics aswell, I was a bit lax when playing.
• I don’t quite know why Esme’s hair changed to Dannie’s when she was learning Sim fu, weird.
• I’ve kinda dug myself into a very deep narrative hole. I’m working on digging myself out of it but it means my work won’t be as good over the next couple of posts.

And she was excited. She could feel it bubbling up inside her. Soon she would be a giggling ball of happiness just about to enter the adult world. She’d be able to get a proper job! She’d be wiser and more elegant! She had a lot to look foward to.

She entered the main lounge to the smell of pancakes.

“Come here, you!” Doug cried scooping her up into a massive hug. “Happy birthday!”

“Thanks daddy!”

They sat down and tucked in.

“happy Birthday!” Peter said, smiling “I can’t believe your turning 18!”

“Well before you know it, you’ll be turning 18 too!” Esme replied.

Doug had a little sob.

“Daddy, whats the matter?”

“It’s just that . . . you are all growing up so fast, your not my little girl anymore!” He exclaimed.

“aww, dad. I’ll always be your little girl!”

“Thankyou. Now haven’t you got to get ready? Unless, of course you want to go to school in pajamas!”

“Good point! Love you!”

***

Esmeralda sighed. “My last day as a teenager and yet they still give me blooming homework that I have to complete to properly graduate!” She told Jewel.

“Homework isn’t that bad!” Jewel said. “But at least thats your last peice, I’ve still got many more assignments yet!”

“as has Gemma. And Peter has more than any of us! Where is Gemma anyway?”

“She’s at work, with her boyfriend” Jewel said, a hint of bitterness in her voice.

She wants everything for herself! Even my boyfriend! She tried to steal him away from me. thats what Gemma had said. Esme knew that Jewel was cleverer than her. But it’s a fact that you can’t hide strong emotions, especially desire for something, or some one.

“So hows it going, with her and Mike?”

“Extremly well. They are unseparable.” Jewel said darkly.

“are you not happy about that?” Esme asked innocently.

“What? Oh, of course I’m happy for them. I just . . . I, er. Well, I hardly get to see her anymore, she’s always out!”

“Do I detect jelousy?”

Jewel sighed deeply. “you could say that.”

but of what? Esme wondered.

***

“C’mon Esme, make a wish!”

What do I want most in the world? Esme thought. Aha

So this is what it feels like! Esme thought. I know what I want to do with my life now! I want to be a stylist. But not just any stylist, one who only uses fairtrade zero-emissions clothes! How did I imagine doing anything else?

“Esme, Esme!” Emanuel said. “C’mon, snap out of it!”

“Huh, what?”

“Brilliant you, always staring off into space. I wonder what you see?” He reached out to touch her face but then decided against it. After all, he was still a teenager.

“A couple more days and then you will be and adult too, like me” She whispered.

***

Esme walked up to the salon. It’s unique stylr outshining the consignment store it was next to although they were all brand new. The mayor had destroyed three of the richest houses and it’s pool to squeeze in some new buildings that were apparently “better than twinbrook’s own”. ALthough she didn’t appreaciate the destruction and very un-eco friendly work. She was glad she would be able to get a job here instead of having to move to some far off city.

She went inside called for the managerand sat down on the nearest comfy chair and waited for him (or her) to come in.

When he arrived he looked down to see what he thought was a girl with a lot of potential in the stylist career. Her clothes and her posture just screamed fashion to him so when she asked for a job he automatically said yes!

Her first client was a poor soul who had spent most of their life in a puffa jacket and clashing skirt! No one deserved to be wearing that!

The day wore on and Esme encountered many, many fashion victims!

She didn’t get back till quite late but even so Jewel was there to ask about her work.

“Oh, yes! It was brilliant. I made so many people look pretty today. And, now, I couldn’t help thinking that you might want a makeover! What d’you say?”

“Hey! My style’s not terrible!”

“Whatever you say, Jewel whatever you say.” Esme said as she walked away, a tiny smile on her face.

***

“So, twin. What’s it like being heir? How does it feel to steal something from me?” Gemma bitterly asked Jewel the next morning.

They had both left their homework till the last minute and were having to do the early morning catch up.

“Oh no no no. Dear sister it is not I who stole but you. How is Mike anyway?” Jewel darkly responded.

Before Gemma could respong Esmeralda walked in with a bowel of cereal. Jewel and Gemma went silent very quickly retreating to awkward conversation.

***

“And we’ll get right back to that stoy about that boy and his pig soon, but now the weather. John?” The tv newsreader happily read.

“So, I’ve been watching both you and Jewel over the past couple of days . . .” Esme told Gemma

“And?”

“And then I realised. This is madness. What sort of family do you think we are, sneaking behind each others backs? Coming up with lies. That’s not us Gemma. It’s definitly not me.”

“Now I’ve got to go. By Gemma”

“You just wait Esme! Then you’ll see what she’s capable of!”

“Thank you John. So did you realise that-”

“Oh shut up!” Gemma cried.

The power, died.

***

Breath. In. Hold. Out and in. The mantra went round and round in Jewel’s head as she glided through the crystal blue water. For the first time in a long while she was swimming. It was nice to get away from the house from the tension and stress. To just . . . swim.

Out of the corner of her eye Jewel spotted a couple.A proper couple sharing a romantic moment.

She felt ill. Maybe swimming was a bad idea after all.

***

Come on Esme, you can’t miss it. It’s one of the most important day of the year!

Quickly as she could Esme arrived at the door of Emanuel’s house. Slowly the door opened to reveal . . . a grown up Emanuel.

“Aww, I missed it!”

“Well at least your here now.” He said smiling.

“Yes but . . . what the hell are you wearing!”

He laughed loudly. “Clothes?”

“Well, I think I would prefer them off.” She whispered sweetly

“Would you indeed.” He replied moving ever so closer.

***

Thursday’s warm morning light softly woke up Esme.

“Wow, this feels nice, a double bed with just you and me. Just you and me, my god thats amazing to say. No brothers or sisters crammed into one room. This is incredible. I wish I could wake up here everyday.” She kissed the top of Emanuels head.

“So why don’t you?”

“pardon?”

“Esme I love you. We’ve been together forever. I can’t imagine my life without you. Esme, will you marry me?”

Author’s note:

• Man, I’m bad at updating arn’t I. Sorry bout that.
• I can’t wait until Gemma and Jewel grow up. Mainly because I can give them better clothes! (seriously I hate Jewels jumper, I want to through it into a fire. what was I thinking when I made her wear it?)
• Since Esme has aged up, her picture has been added to the family tree. That is, her proper picture instead of a plumbob.
• I think I might add a page of random pictures that didn’t make it into the storybut are still extrem;y awesome. Seriously Esme still wins with the best faces by far. THE BEST.

“Oh yeah, Haven’t you got a game today?” Doug replied.

“No, silly! Well yes I do but whats more important is that today is the day that I announce who’s heir.”

“So you’ve finally decided?”

“yes, I have.”

***

Jewel exited the bedroom sleepily. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Gemma leap back from Becky and Doug’s bedroom door. So, your an evesdropper aswell as a backstabber are you. Jewel thought Darkly, why am I not surprised.

Gemma turned to see who had entered the hall and a malicious smile spread accross her face.

“you better get prepared for hell little twin” She said, an evil glint in her eye.

Jewel looked at her confused.

“today’s the day I get selected as heir” Gemma leaned closer “and when that happens you are so going to regret trying to have a life outside of me. Now i’ve got things to plan”

Jewel stared at the floor wondering how to react.

***

Evening came and Becky called all the girls to the table. She smiled as she looked down at it. It was the table that Dannie had bought all those years ago. Although Becky had built the house she hadn’t had enough funds to replace all the furniture and so most of it had been kept, no matter how it clashed with the room. She wondered how the house would grow throughout the generations. The thought excited her.

“so, as you may know my mother, your grandmother wrote in her biography about a legacy.” She looked around and saw her daughter’s expectant faces. “Now, It’s Esme’s birthday tomorrow. She will become eighteen and will be legally considered an adult. That means that the time has come for me to choose who will become the 3rd generation heir for this legacy. I’ve been thinking this over a lot over the past couple of, well, years actually. Watching you all gropw up and grow before my eyes! And I’ve finally come to a decision. The next heir is . . . Jewel!”

They all gasped. Esme out of relief, Jewel out of shock and Gemma . . . out of pure rage.

“How, how could you Mum! It should be me! ME!” Gemma’s face contorted with pain.

“Gemma, honey I-”

“No, forget it. I never get what I deserve!” Gemma cried and ran out of the room.

“GEMMA!”

Esme chased after her. Following her down the steep path through the trees down towards the beach.

Finally Gemma came to a stop at the water’s edge.

She heard a sob.

“Hey Gemma, it’s not that bad. Stop crying. Please.”

Gemma whipped round to face Esme.

“Like you would know! Don’t you see what’s going to happen! Jewel won’t want us around! Either of us!”

“What are you-”

“I’m her twin!” Gemma shouted angrily. “I’ve spent all my life with her. I know her better than anybody else and I’m telling you now, she won’t want any of us to stay. Not me, not ouy and certainly not mum or dad. She wants everything for herself! Even my boyfriend! She tried to steal him away from me and he only resisted because I was able to talk to him about her!”

Esme stared at her in shock. “surely that can’t be true” She muttered.

Gemma softened. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to sound so harsh. It’s just that I love our family and I don’t want anything bad to happen to it. Especially you Esme. You are too good. Just think about what I’ve said. Alright.”

And with that Gemma walked away.

Notes:

• Sorry for being away for soooo long. Part writers block part tiredness. I’ll try and get back into the spirit of this but there’s gonna be a few changes.
• As you may of gathered the chapters are gonna be shorter. Not always as short as this but I was getting sick and tired of having a week from a sunday to a saturday and it meant my writing was suffering as a result. therefore I’m going to decide when to finish a chapter based on the story not because of time.
• I’m really annoyed at how this chapter has turned out, I’ve kinda dug myself a whole with Gemma but it will get better. Promise! Also sorry for lack of pictures.
• Finally thank you for putting up with unreliable me!

With tied in last place with one vote each it’s Esme and Gemma.

Which means that the winner with 14 votes is Jewel!

Thankyou to everyone who voted. I will get the next chapter up as soon as possible.

Anywho, here are the candidates:

Esmeralda Battre

Esmeralda (Esme) is the oldest of the Battre children. She only has two days left until she ages into an adult. Esme is considered to be good and loveable. She finds the smallest thingsincredible and because of her nature people love hanging around with her even if she is talking about a rock. Unfortunatly she sometimes lacks the ability to concentrate and often drifts into her own world.

Gemma Battre

Gemma is the oldest of the twins. She is obsessed with writing and has taken a many inspiration from it to influence the everyday world. Everything impresses her especially all things dark. She, like her mother finds it very hard to sleep at night so spends a lot of it plotting.

Jewel Battre

Jewel is the younger twin. AS a child she followed Gemma everywhere but is now learning about being independant. She loves exercise and particularly enjoys Sim fu, something she’s quite a high level at. She is considered very intelligent by every one and some things and has never ever lost a coin toss. Ever.

So then. Vote for your favourite. Oh and voting closes on the 8th around 7pm (english time)

POLL CLOSED

One person who was wide awak was Peter. He was extremly happy to see his mummy again.

But he only got a quick hug from everybody before they all went to bed.  No one could keep their eyes open for much longer.

Sunday morning arrived . . . and went. No one really needed to get up so they all slept soundly. Even Peter was quite happy to sit in his crib. Eventually eyes began to open and there were many cries of “is that the time?” and “I wanted to unpack hours ago!”

Esme  quickly ran off to see her boyfriend, it felt like forever since she had seen him.

“How was China?” Emanuel asked. Thoose were the last words he said for at least half an hour. Esme launched into her story of all the things that affected, overwhelmed and amazed her. Even the plane journey was something to gasp over:

“It was soo incredible, and the views were amazing! And the ocean! The oean looked so, so blue! And the seats were really comfy! . . .”

All this time Emanuel was thinking, why did I even ask? Esme found something wonderful or terrible in a blade af grass, he was surprised she hadn’t collapsed from all the eomtion she experienced. He only knew one tried and testewd method of making her stop talking.

He loved her but there was only so many “amazing” things he could stand!

* * *

Jewel stared at the sim fu training equipment longingly. She’d begged her parents to buy it for her. SHe couldn’t use it yet but tomorrow, tomorrow was when she would be a teenager. Tomorrow was her last day of primary school education. She would come home tomorrow, blow out the candles and become older, more mature and able to start learning something she was obsessed with. Tomorrow she could start her dream.

Gemma had already started her dream. She loved to write, she felt so powerful because she could weave a story, write out someone’s life wether it be fact of fiction. She had loved the culture of China and it had inspired a new set of books that she was patiently typing.

* * *

It was time. The twins stood anxiously infront of their birthday cake. They knew what was about to happen, they’d done it before yet it felt like the first time. It felt magical.

First up was Gemma. She choose her wish and blew out the candles.

Next was Jewel.

The first thing Jewel did was to run of and go learn sim fu. At first she was almost as bad as Esme had been on holiday.

But after some early morning training she had reached white belt status.

Suddenly she heard two huge cracks and then a gentle ping. She turned to see something quite incredible.

She watched as they softly pulsed their warm green light. It was her parents who had found these strange rocks. In the rough originally they had taken them home for decoration. How they had change into this was amazing!

Sadly for Jewel, she didn’t have long to gaze in wonder before the school bus came.

Jewel met Esme’s friends who she found really nice but there was one boy who just sat on his own. His name was Mike Johnson,  blonde, green eyed beauty, well at least according to Jewel. No one seemed to take any notice of him. He was new in town so knew no one, something that looked like it wasn’t going to change. He just kept his head in his book ignoring everyone who walked past. He just looked so . . . sad and if you talked to him it seemed to cause him more misery.

He was in her english class. Unfortunatly Jewel didn’t get to talk to him.

Back at home it was Doug’s birthday.

“You get to look like me!” Becky exclaimed quietly. “I feel sorry for you!”

“How is that a bad thing?” whispered Doug. “you’re the most gorgeous person in the whole world!”

“Happy birthday daddy!” Esme said as she hugged her dad. Gemma just kept on typing; birthdays happened all to often in this house. They were nothing special to her, she’d seen enough of them.

They gathered around the cake to watch Doug blow out the candles.

* * *

“Mike is it?” Jewel asked nervously at school the next day in the cafeteria.

“That’s what it is said to be.” Mike said, not looking up from his book.

“I’m Jewel, I’m in your english class.”

“My english class? I didn’t realise I owned an english class.”

“I mean that  we have english class together.” Jewel said, slightly annoyed yet transfixed.

“Well thanks for clearing that up for me.” Mike said still not looking up.

silence.

“Could you put the book down please? I’m trying to talk to you but you can’t listen  if you are more observed by what you see.”

“I can-” Mike started to say

“And by listen I mean understand as well and be able to respond properly.” Jewel said over stepping another language hole.

Mike smiled slightly.

“What do you want Jewel.”

“I want some english help. With our set text. You seemed to know a lot about it.”

“You seem pretty confident with it. I don’t think you need my help.”

“Actually I do. In every other subject I get good grades, A’s infact. But in english, I only ever get endless B’s. I want to look qualified when I grow up and that means perfect grades. I figured since you seem to understand the subject you might be able to help me.”

“Well how do you think I can help?”

“Just appear at the library tonight. Me and my sister will be there.”

“Your sister?”

“Gemma. She’s a writer. She’s intrigued about your views on literature.” Plus she will get kicked if she doesn’t come, no way am I doing this alone Jewel added silently.

* * *

“So apparently your good at english?” Gemma asked. Not really intrested.

“It’s something I do to pass the time.” Mike said equally bored.

“Right, well shall we get to work then” Jewel half laughed, awkwardly.

Gemma wandered off to find something new to study leaving Jewel alone with Mike. At first they had nothing to say but soon they were able to chat quite happily. Once you properly talked to him he becomes really nice Jewel thought.

“So, you said you read when you are bored. Do you actually enjoy it?”

“Well it’s my main hobby at the moment.”

“You used to do something you enjoyed more?”

“Sports.”

“Really? How . . . how does that even work? English and sports.”

“It doesn’t.”

“And you choose english, something you don’t enjoy over football which was your favourite hobby? Why would you do that?”

“Sometimes, things happen and you have to give up what you want to make others happy.” Mike half wispered.

“Huh? What are you on about?” She asked moving in slightly closer.

* * *

Gemma looked behind her. There they were, chatting pointlessly. Being happy. It made her feel slightly sick. It was wrong. Something must be done.

* * *

On Friday Gemma went to work at the grocery store. It was where Mike worked. She needed to talk to him when no one else was around. Just him and her. No distractions.

“Oh, hey Gemma. I didn’t know you worked here?”

“Just started. I thought to myself, where would all the great people go. The ones who aren’t shallow the meaningful people, the intresting people. And then I realised, they would come here. Everyone has to shop.”

“That is . . . really strange logic Gemma.”

“Hey, it works. I mean apply it to school. It’s a necessity for us to be there. So you know that the good people your age will be there. I mean, it’s how you met Jewel, right?”

“I guess.”

“Shame she’s already in love with some one else really.” She added calmly.

“Wha- I’m not-”

“Mike, I’m good at spotting emotions, I use them for insiration for writing. I know you have feelings for my sister. I also know my sister doesn’t feel the same way.”

“Well . . . this is, news. I thought she really liked me!”

“That’s just how it goes. Hey, were off shift now. Can I come round yours.” She asked with a slight glint her eye.

“Err, sure. My mums not in so I guess it would be ok.”

Back at his house Gemma turned on full charm. She’d read enough books, seen enough tv and watched other people to know exactly how to use language to manipulate and charm other people. Mike was, challenging but not completly difficult and by the end of the evening they were a couple.

On the same day it was Peter’s birthday. He blew out the candles and grew into a beautiful boy.

He was really upset though, as to were his sister was. How could she miss his birthday!

* * *

On saturday Mike came round.

This was brilliant for Gemma, time for the big show.

She walked into the lounge and with Jewel watching kissed Mike on the lips.

“Oh, I haven’t really introduced you yet, Mike, have I? Well everybody. This is Mike, my boyfriend!”

Jewel ran as fast as she could out of the room. Don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry she thought do anything but cry!

But when she got to the board breaker she could feel the tears rolling down her cheeks.

Suddenly her sister walked up behing her.

“It’s your own fault Jewel. Not mine. I had to do it! I’m the oldest, I should experience things first, I should get the boyfriend first. You just do what I say. That’s what it was like before. Don’t you remember? We did everything together! The point is your not allowed to have things first. You should know this Jewel. It has always been this way.”

And then she walked back inside.

That’s her excuse? Jewel thought Her excuse for being a truly evil bitch was because she did something Gemma hadn’t!

Anger flared up inside her. And then she laughed. Oh honey. Oh sweetie, oh sister you don’t realise what you have done, do you. You just woke a lion. And lions fight back.

She brought her hand down against the board as it cracked and surveyed the mess.

Yes, Gemma was going to pay. Dearly.

Author’s notes:

• I’m ALIVE. Sorry this took so long to write this. I feel mean.
• I actually feel doubly mean. I missed Peter’s birthday! Man I fely guilty! But then again one less cake in the fridge. Seriously no one has any cooking points since they permenetly eat birthday cake. Sooooo many birthdays.
• AHH now I have to work out how to put an heir poll up. And take headshot photo’s. Try and have that up soonish.
• Okay, okay I made Mike. It’s because my game is slightly buggy. Every single boy is either really really ugly or has Doug’s face. I don’t want endless generations of mini Dougs So I made him. Seriously you should see my riverview file, there is no unique face. Every single person has it in town. I think I’m gonna have to go on a massive attack changing genetics. Thank goodness I have the super computer mod, it makes fixing annoying things very easy. Mikes not perfectly pretty but I like him.
• Is it me or is the ghost buster career in ambitions really really really really repetitive?
• Sorry about loads of this being at school or at work. Obviously I can’t take photo’s there. I need to make lot’s up of fake shops and schools and things. Hmm . . .

Although she wasn’t very good at it.

“Your just not focused enough Esme” Jewel called walking over to her.

“What do you mean?”

“Well . . . quite often you lose track of what your thinking and so you don’t really notice whats happening.”

“And thats when a massive pole hits you in the face.” Jewel said before wandering off.

Esmeralda stood there quite shocked. How did Jewel notice all these things? She looked over and saw Jewel in a chess match. Surpisingly Jewel thrashed the poor guy.

“But but but . . . my winning streak! I have never been beaten before! In all my life I have never ever been defeated!”

“Neither have I!” Jewel said before turning to watch others practice martial arts. It fascinated her how  people were able to be so, so . . . powerful and majestic.

” . . . this ccan’t be happening” the boy was muttering on “your about 10 years old!”

“HEY! I’m 12!”

“Doesn’t make me feel much better. Rematch!”

Jewel sighed. “You know I’m gonna win but sure.”

Gemma was looking around China in awe. Such a beautiful setting. So much mystery. It was a perfect inspiration for a new book. She took advantage of the telescope to explore the land in more detail.

After an exhausting day they headed back to the hotel. Their tiredness was not helped by the millionds of steps leading to thebuilding. When they finally arrived at the top everyone went straight to bed.

The next morning Esmeralda woke up early. It was decided that everyone was going to go their different ways today doing what they wanted. Becky and Doung wanted to go meath the locals and the twins wanted to go and discover more of China’s secrets . . . well at least Gemma did and as she was oldest by 18 minutes Jewel obliged.

Esme also knew what she wanted to do. She wanted to go adventuring. She wanted to explore the tombs and feel that gratitude when she helped some one. She loved helping people. Esme was too wrapped up in this fantasy she completly forgot about the dangers of tomb raiding.

And so she stepped onto a pressure pad revealing a staircase leading downwards.

Slowly Esme descended into the tomb. She saw the slot where she was supposed to place her massive key. She heaved it up and heard worrying clunks and creaks until she heard a tiny click as the door unlock. Well, she thought, here we go.

***

Esme gasped for breath. She couldn’t take this anymore. She’d pushed so many statues and now she was soaking wet after swimming through a never ending tunnel.

No more! She cried. She just wanted out. She was scared and alone so deep underground. She loved helping people but this was too much.

Finally she found the chest that contained the relic she had been searching for.

A door opened and Esme followed it up and up. Finally she stumbled out into the moonlight. MOONLIGHT! What time is it! Esme thought desperatly searching for her phone she discovered it was one in the morning!

Esme collapsed into her bed utterly exhausted. They better be grateful was her last thought.

Author’s note:

• Yes Esme did return the relic I just htough it was better to end it like this. Feels better.
• I am not back just yet. But since this was short I thought I may as well slot it in. Better something than nothing right?
• My last exam is on the 8th which is coincidentally the day ambitions is supposed to arrive at my house. Why the 8th and not the 4th you ask? (and yes you do ask) Because Amazon is silly. it offers the game for £17 which is pretty good but then there’s the price of packaging unless I go for super saver delivery which means that though it’s pre-order I get it later than others. Oh well at least it can’t distract me from revision . . .
• After the next update  the heir poll will be up! yayness! More details later, you have to be patient people. :p
• I really wish I could control the image of my 404 not found page (damn wordpress.org blogs, they get all the fun). Esme gave me the perfect picture  after returning the relic:

• I love how all the “negative” traits get the best random actions. I love cowards aswell the most amusing sims EVER!

Doug saw her and spotted the signs. he’d seen her like this to know what it meant. And boy did he freak out.

“Please tell me that you’ve just eaten a lot of ice cream or something!”

“Err, no. Doug I’m, well as you can see. I’m pregnent. Again.”

“Yeah, I can see that!” He said pointing at her stomach angrily. “Why did this have to happen?”

“Well there’s nothing I can do about it so I guess your just gonna have to cope!” She spat.

“No, Ican’t” He said walking away.

Becky notcied Jewel playing with a toy horse. She picked her up.

“You’ll be happy to have alittle brother or sister, won’t you?” Jewel just looked at Becky with her intelligent eyes.

The next thing she had to do was call work. They were not happy, not one bit.

“Well I can’t work when I’m pregnant can I? I’m sorry but I’m just going to have to have time off.”

Even Doug stopped talking to her. Whenever she walked into the same room as him he completly ignored her.

There was only one place she could think to de and it was something that Becky had given up ages ago. She went fishing.

She felt like a child again, when Dannie ignored her andthe insults at school affected her. God, she felt alone. But she knew she couldn’t show it so on the triple birthday the day after she was all smiles.

First was gemma.

Then Jewel.

Finally Esmeralda aged into a teenager.

But there was another surprise on their birthday- Becky went into labour.

at 12:49 am on early tuesday Becky gave birth to little Peter.

Tuesday was also the twins first day of school and Esme’s first day at high school.

(ps. I don’t know why Gemma wandered over there, she just did)

Back at home Peter was a handfull.

Bit no matter how hard he tried Doug wasn’t allowed to help.

“Oh, so now you want to be part of his life, do you?” Becky would always snap.

But whenever Becky was not around Doug would love Peter as mcuh as possible.

When the girls got home from school they all started on their homework. Jewel found it easy whil Esmeralda struggled massivly.

Afterwards Jewel went down to the park to practise chess since they didn’t have a chess table at home.

Unfortunatly she got so ingrossed by the game hse forgot the time so she came home a lot later than she was meant to and was met with a very angry Becky.

On wednesday Becky stood outside crying.

“Hey, you” Said Doug. “Can you listen to me for a minute?”

“I’m sorry that I snapped at you when I found out. I was just so shocked and selfish. I wanted to spend more time with you rather than being a parent. And I was scared I was going to lose you.”

“It’s okay. The truth is I’m terrified aswell. I’m going to have m birthday in a couple of days! I’m going to be old. And I’m worried that I’m not going to live to see Peter get married, like my mother missed out on me.”

“Oh, come here you” Doug said. “Your going to be fine.”

On thursday Esme got a boyfriend! Remember Emanuel Duke? Well Esme went over to his house and he kissed her!

But then she stayed out past curfew and was escorted home bu the police!

Then on friday Peter aged up into a toddler.

Finally it was Becky’s birthday on saturday.

Then Doug announced something amazing, the whole family (except for Peter) was off to china!

Authors notes:

• When Becky was pregnant she got the want for 5 children! I was like WHAT are you insane you crazy sim! No way.
• I love the worship interaction so useful (it’s the action Becky’s doing in the last photo)
• Esme actually found a really cute guy but then he aged up the day after the meanie!
  

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There was a film that he wanted to watch, so after he’d got changed he started viewing.

However, this was a 5-star horror and unfortunatly Doug wasn’t the only one watching.

Esmeralda soon picked up the dark, evil mood of the film and she was not happy. She was frightened. So she started crying.

“Shh, little Esme. It’s alright. It’s gone now” Doug tried to comfort her.

Eventually Esme calmed down and Doug put her to bed. Unfortunatly that was not the end of his trouble’s, Becky had woken up due to the comotion.

“Some people are trying to sleep! What was that all about?”

“Esme just watched some very scary horror and it freaked her out. And now she’s asleep, problem solved.”

“Why was she able to watch things like that! You know she hates anything bad!”

“I’m sorry-”

“There’s no point being sorry! I’m going to bed.”

that night they slept apart, somethig they hadn’t done in ages.

On monday morning it was the girls birthdays (Yep all three of them). Becky and Doug had to pretend that the arguement last night hadn’t happened even though Becky inside was still angry with Doug. It was not just because they spent less time with each other. Becky missed work. Everyday she watched Doug dissapear in a car to a job that he loved while Becky got left behind with 3 kids to take care of.

whenever she could she would work out but it was not the same as the career enviroment.

She organised the girls party to be in the late evening but that meant that Doug was absent. Oh well.

First up was Gemma.

Then Jewel.

Finally it was Esmeralda’s turn.

Tuesday was Esme’s first day of school. Becky tried to warn her thatnot everyone was so . . . accepting.

“but why?”

“Look, from my own experiences I can tell you that children may not appreciate your wonderful hair.”

but Esmeralda would not be convinced. And so she went to school with a positive mind. When she introduced herself the other children wereactually taken aback, she was just so . . . nice. By the end of the day Esmeralda had gotten to know lots of people and was even invited over to Joy Hart’s house after school.

And Jodie seemed to like Esmeralda aswell.

Esme and Joy spent all day laughing and giggling with each other.

She only left because she had to get beck before curfew.

Meanwhile Becky had something to Doug:

“I’m sorry for snapping at you the other day.”

“We havn’t properly talked in ages and I feel we are drifting apart, you know? So I was wondering, how about we go ona date tomorow night, at the Bistro. Get away from the kids for a change.” Becky waited for Doug’s response.

“Your right, we need a night to ourselves, it’s a brilliant idea!”

And so it was decided that on wednesday evening they would have a date.

On wednesday Doug and Becky concentrated on teaching the twins the importnant things, like walking.

They both learnt easily but for Jewel it seemed that it was almost too easy for her.

Then Becky had to rush off to game, the firsy one she had had in, well ages.

Unfortunatly since she hadn’t played a proper game for ages she was out of practise and so she lost. But Becky had no time to contemplate this as she and Doug had to rush of to the Bistro.

They had a wonderful meal and really connected.

On thursday evening Doug really noticed the state his home was in.

Because of the girls they didn’t have time to clean anymore so they hired a maid.

On friday Becky greeted Doug home from work.

But things got a little too heated.

And on saturday Becky’s head was again over the toilet bowl.

How could she be pregnant? They were so carefull!She knew she had to tell Doug again so she made dinner for them both.

“God, isn’t it great it’s the twins birthday on monday? No more toddlers and crying babies!”

Becky choked on her salad.

“Yeah,” she mumbeled, “great . . .”