NOTE: OMG Just realized I spelled Four as For! 😦 Please excuse my stupidity with not spelling…I’m too lazy to fix it now. My bad. Its supposed to be the number, not the preposition.
Hello Hello 🙂 I’m back with a chapter! yay! But, before I dive into it, there are a few things I need to say. First about this chapter, its rather short compared to the previous ones. But, there will be a lot of dialogue. Plus, I had to make up for the last, lengthly one lol.
Second, is about my actual busy life. I’m in my junior year of college, and as of yesterday I’ve had all of my classes. Hate to say it, but this semester is going to be busy. VERY BUSY. I’m retaking chemistry which is going to be hard itself because I’m not a chemistry person haha. I have a healthcare leadership/management class that has way too much work for the three credit class. For some odd reason I have Learning Java, a simple computer programing class? My major is Healthcare Administration..why do I need to be able to code programs? My Intro to Business class looks like the easiest class…..
SO what I’m trying to say is updates might be slim since the weekends (if that) will be the only time I’ll be able to play sims unless I get ontop of my work (won’t happen). I apologize. Didn’t realize this semester would be so shitty.
Okay, I think we are ready to proceed 🙂 There shouldn’t be any Profanity used in this chapter, so no need to be warned. This is a happy chapter, I promise!
After what seemed like being verbally attacked once again by another woman, whom is associated with Almond, I decided to lay low for awhile. Let things soothe over. I could feel a lot of tension on me from Elixir. Straw suggested I should of told Almond about it, but that’s not what he needs to hear. It’ll just sound like I’m trash-talking his best friend on the basis of one conversation. I don’t want to lose him as a friend either. I’m sure she was just letting me know what the boundaries were. Problem is, I’m not interested in pursuing Al in a romantic way. I really just want to be friends, and if I tried to, I would fail miserably. If I were to be mistaken, it sounds like Elixir might have a little crush on Al, and gets jealous from any other woman who he associates with. But, whatever her reason is, I’ve been avoiding people lately. After class and writing bits and pieces on my novel, I slip off to the library and read books for references. The library is such a peaceful place. You lose yourself easily. Made me forget about the real world for a little while. One of my favorite parts about literature.
I was in the middle of reading a……um, a romance novel. I was finally starting to break into early parts of the plot. It’s a great love story written by one of my favorite authors. He just knows how to pain a picture and make you feel like you’re right there watching the scene unfold. On rare occasions he even knows how to make you feel like you are one of the characters. He hits personality notes perfectly.
I was slowly starting to slip into this alternative world with these two wonderful characters, a voice came through. I would of ignored it if it wasn’t so husky and deep.
“Indiana? Very interesting title for a novel.” a man’s voice questioned
My eyes shot up at the figure standing over me. Three words came to mind as I stared at the man looking down at me. Tall, dark and handsome. Oh my berry. Certainly glad my mouth was hanging wide open at the time. I must of been staring long enough to make him feel uncomfortable though.
“Hmm no response? I hope I didn’t spook you too much.”
I didn’t realize I was holding such a compelling stare at him. I quickly stood up to face him, and I could feel my face starting to turn a rosy, pink color. Holy berry, this man was one, good looking man. I had to take a mental, deep breath before speaking.
“Hello there. And um yes, the title is a little misleading I suppose. But, its by one of my favorite authors. Its a great love story, about a French noblewoman and her search for true love during her miserable marriage. If you haven’t already, I would highly recommend reading it sometime. Even if romances aren’t you’re thing, its still a great story to read because of the themes and imposing questions being asked throughout.” I explained
“You must be an avid reader I take it?” he asked with a smile
A gorgeous smile, might I add.
“Hehe, yes I am. I’m actually a writer and studying Literature at the university here. Reading is a great way to develop you’re own writing style and for brainstorming. Especially since I’m hitting writer’s block lately. How about you?”
“Actually I do haha. In fact, I was curious about you when I saw you since I pretty much know the regulars of the library and you are someone I haven’t seen before. I try to get to know everyone who comes here since its nice to have intelligent conversations with other readers and find out what people’s preferences are. I always learn something new.”
“Oh really? That’s great! I’m always looking for feedback from people too. Haha funny how that works out.” I chuckled
“That is funny haha. Guess its a good thing I walked over and inquired about the book you were reading. Oh, I almost forgot. I probably introduce myself so we aren’t just two strangers having a conversation. I’m Choc Bean, and you are?” he gestured
“Nice to meet you Choc. I’m Clementine Moscato.”
“That’s a very pretty name. Nice to meet you as well.”
“If you don’t mind me asking, but since I revealed what I do. What is it you do?” I couldn’t help but twiddle my thumbs around as I asked
“I guess that’s fair. I actually graduated from the university about two years ago, and for right now I’m still doing my clinicals before I become a full-fledged surgeon that people trust. I have to build confidence in that matter too. ” he answered
“Wow. Congrats on your clinicals! I hope all goes well for you with that.”
“Thank you. But, enough about me. I’m more intrigued by this novel you mentioned that you are writing.”
“Oh? Hehe are you sure you really want to know? I don’t want to bore you.” I nervously let out a giggle
“Haha you’re cute. Of course I do! Not everyday you meet a writer in the flesh.” he laughed
“Alright. Don’t judge, its only the first novel. All through high school I focused on poetry and short stories. I’m probably taking a jaunt with the writing a novel, but never know until you try. So far, I’m going for a strong, female protagonist. I want her to emulate qualities that I seem to lack. This character is very personal since she’s slowly starting to become my alter ego. I haven’t broken any ground on the plot since that’s where I’m having writer’s block. I don’t have an antagonist either. So far I’ve delved into her history and background. Its a slow process.”
“Sounds like it. I like the idea for your main character though. You seem to already be challenging yourself by writing a character that isn’t someone you know a lot about. As you said, alter ego. It sounds like a very, berry idea. Though, it might be geared towards women more than men, it still sounds like something someone should read. Almost sounds like a soul searching type of theme or identity crisis theme. Hopefully you get over that writer’s block soon.”
“Awe thanks. That’s sweet of you to say. I feel like you already know so much about me now, and I know so little of you.” I let out a small smile
“Haha yeah, sorry about that. Sometimes I ask too many leading questions. My apologizes.” he sarcastically smiled
“Haha no its alright. I like stimulating conversations like this. I guess I’ll just have to keep up with your questions.”
“Oh really? I have a better idea. How about we discuss each other over dinner sometime?”
“Haha……what did you say?” my lips moving slowly from a curve to a straight line
“Go to dinner with me? It will be fun. I promise.” he smiled big
My straight face quickly turned into a tiny smile. This beautiful berry of a man actually wants to go out to dinner with me? Is he really asking me out? no. He can’t be. My smile quickly turned serious once again. I felt my body tensing up and becoming uncomfortable. I was starting to feel shy. Do you say yes Clem? What? Why are you even asking yourself that. Of course you do! Just look at him!
“Is that shy look a yes then?”
“Oh, um. Hehe yes. We can go out to dinner. I’d like that.” I smiled back
“Um, Clementine. I can’t pick you up or contact you without a phone number…..” he playfully raised his eyebrow
“Oh. Haha right.”
He pulled a pen out of his coat pocket and I wrote in down on his hand, and he wrote down his on mine. What are the chances of meeting someone this nice on a day that I’m trying to avoid people? I just hope when we do go out, that I don’t make a complete fool of myself.
Hope you like:) Thanks for reading. Not sure when the next update will out. I’ll probably get Chapter Five out, and then switch to another legacy of mine. So except a break after Chapter Five.
So, its only been a month since the last update, I apologize. I was working on it, and then I got frustrated and switched to sims 2 for a while. I was dealing with f-d up weather and crashes so my patience was limited haha. But, it’s here now and hopefully you didn’t forget all that happened in Part One….
haha I know I did….
There’s not much to say, except that Part Two is a little lengthy, but I couldn’t make this chapter a three parter, and make it into one part haha, hence the two parts. Hope you enjoy the update 🙂
Oh, Elixir Rush Parfait is making a debut appearance in this update, and created by Minty, as known on wordpress or if you’re being redirected from tumblr, alfalfalegacy.tumblr.com
Thank you very much Minty! 🙂
And almost posted this to the wrong blog
The very next night, Friday, we went out to the festival after Almond was done working and I was done with classes and got a few hours of writing in. It was so funny to see him all excited for our outing. He must of been looking forward to going since it came to town. He told me that no one else wanted to go with him because it comes every year and nothing changes. Made me glad I said yes, since he works so hard and never has anytime for himself to do anything fun. On the ride there, he kept going on and on about how I had to try the snowcones that they have. I finally agreed and as soon as we got there, he jogged to the snowcone stand and ordered us two. I have to admit it was amusing to see his face light up.
We arrived at the festival a little late, so while we were having our amazing snowcones, they lit off fireworks the rest of the night. It was quite beautiful and the first time I’ve ever seen fireworks. Since my family was “relocated” for whatever reasons, us kids were kept on the down low and never really saw the light of day it seemed. I sat in awe as each one went off and brightened the dark sky. It started to seem like the night was going to be a perfect evening.
Shortly, after we finished our famous snowcones Almond dragged me over the face painting station and told me that I had to get the “first class experience” since it was my first time. I couldn’t help but laugh the whole time as he exaggerated his seriousness and playfulness. He really knew how to make me laugh and smile. Made me forget how little number of friends I actually have, but I’m glad I can call him a friend. He is a sweet berry of a man.
“Thank you so much for coming with me.” he smiled and pulled me in a hug
“No problem, its my pleasure. Its good to finally hang out with you and see you since you work so much.” I smiled back
“Oh my berry look they have a roller rink! We should go try it out!”
“Haha uh……sure? “
I knew going on that rink was a bad idea from the start. I’ve been known for not being so graceful. It would only take minutes before my body was flailing to the ground.
“I should let you know…I’m not the most graceful, roller girl…..” I mumbled under my breath
Uh-oh. I could feel myself starting to become reserved and close up.
Not know Clemmy. You’re having so much fun with him!
During my own arguments with myself I was having in my head, I almost forgot I where I was and that I was with someone. I was really starting to make a fool out of myself . I just hoped he didn’t notice.
“Ahhh I’m not good at this either now that I’m remembering.” he started to frown
I couldn’t help but giggle at him.
“Oh, now you’re laughing at me? I see how it is Clementine.”
“Hehe sorry, couldn’t help it with your whining.”
“Well, how about we skate together and you show me how its done.” he teased
“Haha alright, but you asked for it.” I laughed
“Well, so far so good. I’m impressed Ms. Moscato.”
“Ms. Moscato? You know, you can call me Clem or Clemmy if it easier.”
“Oh? Well excuse me. I will now commence you as Clem Moscato.” he smiled
“Thank you Sir, Almond Cashew.” I laughed
“My name doesn’t have that nice of a ring to it, does it? haha”
“Haha if you-Ahhhh oh no! I think we’re slipping our balance!”
“Almond!” I shouted
Then of course both of us fell to the ground, face planted.
“Well, that didn’t go too smoothly.” I sighed
“Ouch. That didn’t feel so good either. Hope my brain isn’t damaged from that fall now.” He cocked his head
“Haha so you’re saying I showed you how its done then?”
“Ha, you sure did. I have to admit I was mistaken about how rollerblading is done. Thank you for showing your wise ways.”
“You are very welcome haha.”
That’s when he pulled me into another hug, and this one felt different than the one earlier. It didn’t feel as friendly as the first time, instead more friendly. It almost felt romantic in a sense. I could feel my muscles tensing up. I’m sure he could feel my body tighten up. He really meant this hug. I could tell he wasn’t just hugging me like before. This meant something to him. Just wasn’t sure what.
“Are you okay though? I didn’t mean to make us both fall. Falling on hard food isn’t my idea of a good time haha.” he chuckled
“Yeah, I’m okay. Thanks for asking.” I said softly
Oh great, my face is starting to flush. Why does he make me feel so nervous? We’re only friends?
He smiled big, then broke our eye contact. Do I make him nervous too? No. I can’t possibly do that. Could I?
Eventually the festival closes about eleven, and I started walking the path to home, when Almond ran up beside me and asked if I really wanted to go home. Um? I guess not? I have to admit I was enjoying the night, and didn’t want it to end. I wanted to say yes, just to play it safe, but something was pulling me to say no. It didn’t help that Almond was looking at me the whole time. I couldn’t help but smile when he looked at me. I was about to say something, and he started giggling and took my smile as that I didn’t want to go home. He is a clever one, I’ll give him that.
He grabbed my hand, and held it softly, but tightly and we quickly to the city park. Now, by quickly I mean we started walking fast, and then ended up jogging. Haha. I’m usually not a fan of any king of physical activity, but the whole way we were still holding onto each other’s for dear life and laughing until we got there. I’m sure all the berries we say along the way thought we were intoxicated or on something. Almond would exaggerate every time we did pass someone, just to get a reaction. I’ve never met someone so carefree, well besides Straw. It was nice to get to know him like this.
We were out of breath by the time we reached the park, and during our huffing and puffing, Almond pointed over to the swings. I started to giggle because swinging reminded me of being a little girl and how much fun a swingset used to be. Makes you yearn for those carefree type of days. I let out a smirk and ran to the swing I wanted laughing out loud as he tried to keep up with me and beat me to the swings. We both dived into the swings, our arms flailing all around, trying to grasp the chains. I couldn’t stop giggling the whole time. Felt like I was on a high. The good kind. All I was feeling was happiness and happy thoughts.
I started to slowly bend my legs in the swinging motion you are taught as a small child. My strides kept getting faster and higher. Soon after, Almond followed after; both of us were soaring high above the trees looking at Apple Loosa Pie’s bustling nightlife. It was a beautiful sight. All the berries were out on the town having late night celebrations from the festival. It was truly, a beautiful night.
“So, Clem. I have some serious questions that have been floating around in my head since I first met you. Just haven’t been able to ask until now.” he turned to me, looking very serious
“Oh?…Okay…hope I’m ready to answer them for you.” I replied coyly
“I’ve noticed that you are a very shy berry and seem to always be on the fence.”
“Oh, you picked up on that huh?”
“Yes. Sorry? I hope that’s okay. I’ve been known to be able to read people fairly good. I was just curious if there’s a reason for that or are you just really that scared of us berries?” he quietly teased
“Um. There are reasons for why I’m that way. I don’t know if I should or can tell you why since its something that is supposed to be a private matter to ensure safety. I’m a little more skittish around people, well at least the people I’ve met so far because I’m out of my comfort zone. Like you and Straw for example. You two are so free-spirited and I envy the both of you. I didn’t grow up like that. I grew up with rules, restrictions and being under constant radar of someone. I’m really trying to open up, but it seems to be a reoccurring struggle for me.” I answered slowly
“Well, even though you can’t tell me the other reason, thanks for being honest and I”m glad that you’re working on it. I just wanted to be sure I wasn’t that scary of a man haha. Straw on the other hand, she is one, scary berry of a woman.”
“Haha that she can be.”
We ended up talking about how we grew up and how that shaped us to be the person we are today. Almond’s mom and dad were both teachers and stressed how important having a college education was. I told him my mom was a gardener or the term they coin nowdays, modern day farmer. Then I told him how my dad, was a man of many jobs. He was a consultant of all sorts. I couldn’t tell him that really, my dad started out as a con-artist when he met my mom and has someone after him because of it. Way too much information to relay to someone you’re just starting to get to know.
A Few Weeks Later:
Weeks after our outing to the festival, Almond seemed to have more free time as the days winded down for the year. Hard to believe my freshmen year of college was almost at a close as well as his internship. I think he enjoyed having free time and socializing with another berry whom he didn’t work with. We went to the library together, were invited to a pool party from one of Straw’s many “mail suitors” and lately we’ve been going out for dinner. It was nice to have, intelligent and informative conversations with him. I learned something new every time we talked. Whether it was about his character or the specific topic we are covering that day.
Like yesterday, he asked me about my novel. I told him that it was semi-nonfictional. This peaked his interest more, as he cocked his head to the side and inquired about how that is. I told him that the female protagonist is much like me, but the journey she is facing isn’t really happening in my life. I told him that she faces many obstacles along the way and has to figure out what she needs to gain and formulate to jump over them.
“Oh Really? I hope it goes well for you and you can find a publisher. It sounds like a great first novel.” he praised
“Awe thanks Al. I’ve hit a little bit of writer’s block lately. Can’t figure out the first major event that should happen. But, it’ll come to me eventually. I do take inspiration from my experiences and observations.” I slightly frowned
“I’m sure you’ll think of something. Everything comes with time.”
“Hope you’re right.”
The Next Day:
“Hey are you busy tonight?” he asked
“Um, if you mean working on my book as busy, then no.” I let out a small laugh
“Oh, well this might be good then. I’m meeting one of my best friends tonight, since she’s back in town. She’s transferring the next semester. I was wondering if you wanted to come along? We’re going to go check out the new lounge that opened up in town.”
“Wouldn’t you want to go meet your friend by yourself so you two can catch up?”
“Well sure, but I feel like you two should meet. I have a feeling you two will hit it off, plus you’re always looking for new people to meet and become friends with right?” he pointed out
“True, just clubs and lounges aren’t exactly my kind of scene and I would hate to feel out of place. But, if you really want me to meet him or her, I’ll go.” I agreed
Al wasn’t sure what time his friend would be arriving, just the time they would being town. We arrived about eight-thirtyish and took in the scenery of the new local hotspot. I did like it better than where Straw usually went. It was more classier and upscale. I really liked it. They played soft-rock and soft-pop music. Not too loud, and not too quiet. They had a dance floor and the decorations were elaborate. The bartenders looked classy, and they had those fruity drinks everyone would drink when they would visit the city. I can see this place gaining popularity quick.
I was curious as to why Al’s friend asked to meet here though? Seemed strange to me.
Al and I were on the dance platform, slowly surveying the place. I would dance occasionally if the beat was good. There weren’t too many people since it was still early and the late night crowd would be piling in later. That’s when we both heard a voice behind us call out.
“Almond, is that you?” a high-pitched voice called out
I turned around to see who it was and a woman starting walking towards us.
“Oh my berry it is you!”
“Elixir! I haven’t seen you in so long!” Al chimed
“I know! I missed you so much. I’m glad you could make it out tonight. I was hoping you weren’t too busy.” she chuckled
“Ohhhh you know me too well Elixir. How was the drive over from Briocheport?”
“Ohmyb. It was so long. I thought I wasn’t going to make it in time. But, I have to say Apple Loosa Pie has really changed in the two years I haven’t been here. Seems to be more of a college town finally. So, shall we get some drinks and catch up?” she smiled
Wait a minute. His best friend is a woman? That was a surprise. I was expecting a man. I guess I was picturing a man because they seem to be easier to get a long with. My wishful thinking wasn’t on my side this time. I just stood there examining them and their body language. She seemed nice, but then again I always assume that and look where that gets me. I could only hope that tonight would go well.
“Yeah, we can do that but first let me introduce you to someone.” he hugged her
That’s my cue.
“Hi, I’m Clementine Moscato. Friend of Al’s.” I introduced
“Clementine? Nice to meet you. I’m Elixir Rush Parfait.” she let out a small smile
“Oh you can call me Clem or Clemmy. So you’ve known Al for quite awhile then?”
“Yes, I have. I didn’t know he went by nicknames now haha. Its a little weird hearing someone call him Al.”
“Oh really? I guess it just stuck.” I laughed awkwardly
I have to say she was a little intimidating to talk to. Made it hard to be myself.
“Oh yeah? Did you want to go get some drinks for the group?” she asked
I walked with her up to the bar. I couldn’t help but watch and study her movements. I noticed she walked with a lot of confidence and instead she had a stride. Wouldn’t be surprised if she was sticking her nose up in the air the whole time. She did seem a little a snobby. I think it was her over-confidence though.
“Here we go. I got us all the same drink. I hope that’s okay.” she stated, handing me my drink
“Yeah, that’s fine. I’m sure it’ll be good.” I half-smiled
I couldn’t tell she was really that serious or doing the same as me, analyzing. It was a chilling awkward silence between us. I didn’t know what to say, and had a feeling she didn’t want to hear what I came up with. I turned to look across the room, and that’s when she broke the silence.
” So you like Almond?”
“You like him right?” she repeated
“Well, I mean…….. Yeah……I guess. He’s a very nice guy and a good friend.” I stuttered
“Well then let me tell you this. Don’t you ever hurt him. Don’t take him for granted, and treat him were. You understand? I will hear about and you will have to deal with me. He has been my friend for years, and I’ve seen a lot of girls hurt him. I don’t want to see that happen.”
“Oh you think I like him like that?…..”
“No. I mean with any kind of relationship you plan on pursuing with him. Don’t hurt him and don’t break this heart. He doesn’t deserve that. I’m letting you know that I will hear about it, and you don’t want me to.” she griped her lips together, holding back overdue anger
“Look-I won’t do that. I don’t do that. He is my friend, and I plan on keeping him as one.” I explained
She didn’t say anything after that. She just walked off. I quickly took a drink from my glass, all but in one gulp. I wasn’t sure what just happened. Was I just interrogated? Sure felt like it. My body was so tense, I thought I was going to pass out from being so overwhelmed. I definitely wasn’t liked by Elixir. Another person to prove myself to. I would never hurt Al. Never. I don’t think I’m capable of hurting someone, I’m too nice. If anyone will get hurt it will end up being me. It always is.
I started to down my drink fast, anticipating that “feel good” mood to come over me and quickly order another drink. That’s when I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I spun right around to find Almond with his big smile.
“Hey!” he smiled big
“Hi there.” I replied quietly
“So, what did you think of Elixir? Hopefully you two got to chat without me.”
I wanted to say that she’s a jealous person who just interrogated me. But, I can’t do that of course. As I just promised his best friend, I wouldn’t hurt his feelings even if the truth hurts. So I lied.
“She seems nice. I can see why you two are such good friends. You guys seem to look out for each other, and that’s great.”
“Oh good, I’m glad you guys get along. Elixir can come off high strong and that scares people away usually. Glad she didn’t. ” he let out a small laugh
“Haha yeah, I noticed she can be that way. I just let her know who I was and she did the same. We’re on the same page” I forced a smile
Anddd finally its done! I’m sorry that its so long haha. I had to write this over about four days. I started and then stopped for sleep and work haha. I hope that its still coherent. Thank you again to Minty for Elixir! I hope I got the personality right somewhat…if not i apologize :3
Please forgive me for length haha
Hello hello! I told you I’d try to get the next chapter out as fast as I could. I had problems with the game crashing, but I made it through. This chapter is in two parts, but they’re very short parts. This chapter I think is only about 27 pics long. I haven’t mastered what the preferred length is haha so to me its short.
This chapter is more dialogue, and kind of a filler, but its still crucial to the storyline/drama. Also, once again imagine some time has passed. I hope you enjoy!
There shouldn’t be any profanity used in this chapter.
After Straw and me had are talked and apologized to each other, our holiday vacation seemed to fly by. It was great to finally have a friend in the house that I could talk to. Especially who was a woman. Growing up with a farmer mom and two older brothers, you don’t get much talk about “female” things….if you catch my drift. I don’t know how to date, about men, or anything like that. Can’t say Straw is the most ideal person for that, but it will be nice to have someone to talk to. We went out for coffee and talked about guys most of the time haha. It was fun because the stories she has about guys are so funny!
Oh, and lately Straw has made it her mission to teach me how to play videogames. As she put it, this is the way to get through a college aged guy? Turns out I’m pretty good at it haha, Straw didn’t like that too much. Then again, I’m not a big fan of these video games. I don’t thinks he realizes that I’m not really into her type of guys. I like sophisticated and intelligent ones.
“Hey, I had a question for you though.” I shouted over the game
“Oh? Sure! Hold on!” she shouted back.
“So, what’s up?”
“Well I see that Apple Loosa Pie has a festival every season and there’s one currently going on?”
“Yep, that’s right. Everyone practically goes to them.”
“Well, I’ve never been and I was wondering if you wanted to check it out with me?” I asked
“Ehhhh well those type of festivals aren’t really my thing Clemmy. Its not that I don’t want to go for your sake or anything I just don’t want to ruin your time there because I can be kind of a downer at those type of things. You could always just go alone and try to meet more people since I now you want to make more friends and meet more berries.” she slightly frowned
“I mean, I hope I don’t like a berryhole. I just wouldn’t want to ruin your experience is all. Plus, it would be good for you to get out by yourself and meet someone. Maybe a guy? You never know Clemmy. Or you could find someone else you to go with?”
“No no, I’m not mad. I wouldn’t want you to go and have a crappy time. Thanks for being honest. I’ll find someone to go with. I don’t really want to go alone because then I’ll be really shy around people. Its alright, I can focus on writing more on my book anyway. Its good encouragement for that actually.”
“Okay, as long as you’re sure. I don’t want to make you feel bad or anything.” her eyes narrowed, reading my expression
“I’m not mad. I’ll be fine.” I smiled
Since the festival wasn’t until the weekend after I asked Straw to come, I just stayed at the house. I was a little disappointed that I had no one to go with, and there was no way I was going alone. But, Straw is right. I wouldn’t want her not to have fun. I wish I did know someone else but, sadly I don’t really. I’ll admit I’m a bit of a loner, and I don’t need a lot of people in my life. Plus, my family is basically living a secret and double life. That changes you, and you learn to become self-sufficient. Except, this college experience was supposed to help me come out of my shell and meet actual berries. I’m kinda failing at that. All this week I worked on a few chapters of my book, and lugged around the house. Everyone was so busy with their internships and working an actual job that pays that I was alone most days and nights.
Except for one night, I was watching some late night talk show with a rude berry whose main objective was to criticize every berrywood star. Hard to believe get paid to do that. That’s when I heard the front door open and waited to see who was coming home. I was going to be surprised if it was Straw. Its a Friday night, and she is never home then. That’s when Almond, the other roommate (who’ve I literally only talked to that one time since he’s so busy) plops down on the couch and lets out a big sigh.
I started frowning to myself because I was hoping it would be Straw, but I know that would take a miracle for that to happen. I casually moved my eyes to look at Almond. He was totally disregarding my presence. Then again, he’s so busy I don’t know when he as time to breathe. That’s when I started analyzing what I actually knew about him. He was a political science major, and has an internship at the local city hall working on a campaign for the upcoming elections. That’s when I started thinking to myself, he’s the type of guy that I like. Determined, hard-working, and intelligent.
I don’t know what compelled me to strike up conversation, but I figured this would be a good chance to finally get to talk to him again and maybe we could get to know each other more. Let’s just hope he’s responsive.
“Hey Almond, so how’s the internship going?” I blurted out
“Oh hey, Clementine. Sorry I knew you were there I was kinda in my own little world. Sorry. The internship? Its going great! Definitely glad they chose me to be apart of this big campaign.” he smiled big
“That’s great! Its nice that you’re getting experience now right?”
“Ha, yeah. Just keeps me really busy and I miss casual contact with other people. You’re writing a novel or something right?”
“Yeah, I am actually. I got in two chapters this week. Its about a strong, female character overcoming many fears and struggles. I just hope its as good as I think it is.” I explained
“I’m sure it will be.”
That’s when we were having a nice conversation of our projects, and I think Almond hasn’t spoke to anyone besides his coworkers or classmates and he needed to unleash his feelings on someone. Because next thing I know he’s pouring out all he feels about his internship and the people he works with. I was glad I could be there to give him someone to talk to. It was nice to have our second conversation. We each opened up a little bit more.
“Okay, I’m sorry but I have to just unload some things that have been weighing on my mind.” his hands start flailing as he talks
“Uh, okay?…” I said quietly
“My coworks are the dumbest berries I’ve ever worked for. How they were accepted for this internship is beyond my mind. I work with three other guys and there’s one girl. All that these guys care about is betting on who can score with her first? I”m sorry but this is an internship of a lifetime and critical to our future careers. It just makes me so mad. I’m the only that is taking it serious and they’re just acting like its a game. “
“Are you serious? I’m really sorry that you have to experience that. Some people just haven’t grown up like you have I guess.”
“I know right? We are adults and need to start acting like this. I mean you’ve seen how corrupt our society is. I mean they didn’t tell us in school that we are the future for nothing. It just really irks me that no one can be serious.” he complained
“No I agree. I’ve noticed the same thing around here. Its like everyone just cares about having fun, getting drunk and having sex with everyone? I don’t get it either to be honest. ” I agreed
“You know you’re really nice to talk to, thanks Clementine.” he said quietly
I could start to feel my face flush. Oh great, now I’m getting shy and quiet. You have to say something back Clem…don’t freeze up.
“Same to you. I’m happy to listen anytime you want.” I smiled back
“I’ll have to take you up on that offer then.”
An awkward silence fell upon us and the room turned really quiet. I guess we didn’t know what to say, and that’s when I noticed Almond look at the clock and he quickly jumped up and started scratching the back of his neck nervously.
“Whoa! I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to keep you up this late! Sorry, I guess I didn’t realize I was pouring out my feelings that long. I should probably let you sleep then.” he started rattling off
Almond gets nervous? Hehe…its kinda cute. I didn’t think I could make anyone that nervous. He is so nice, hehe and cute.
“Oh no no, its fine! I was up anyway, I don’t mind staying up to talk. Plus, its not like we’ve talked much. That is only the second conversation we’ve had. It was nice to get to know you a little bit more since you do live here and its usually a good thing to know your roommate right?” I smiled
“Haha okay good, because you’re the only one who lives here that I’m willing to spill my feelings and thoughts too. Strawberry isn’t the really the one I’d want to tell stuff too haha. But, thanks again.” he smiled big
“Hey! I just got a great idea!”
“Oh? What’s that?”
“I don’t know if you know, but there’s a festival that’s in town that celebrates the current season and we should totally go!” he said
“Really? I was trying to get Straw to go but she didn’t want to! That would be great! I really wanted to go.” I said
“So that’s a yes? You’ll go with me?”
“Haha yes. It should be fun. Can’t wait.”
“Me either. We’ll finally get to hang out and hopefully have fun haha.” he laughed
“Yes, hopefully haha.”
Alright, that’s part one and I’m going to try to work on part two! I have to work a few kinks, but it should be out soon! I’m shooting for this weekend haha but never know.
Hey! (anyone remember this blog?)……hope so 🙂
Anyway, sorry for the two month hiatus (will be exactly tomorrow, which this might be posted by tomorrow haha). I had a summer class I focused on and I focused on my selfacy because I was having the motivation for it. But, I’ve decided that I have the motivation and inspiration for my rainbowcy, so expect a lot of chapters! (yay)
There shouldn’t be any new downloads or anything under the tab, and the family tree isn’t updated so no surprises. Oh, expect this chapter to be quite long…I tried to shorten it the best I could. Also, next chapter is a two-parter, so be prepared!
And remember chapters are told from the heir’s POV otherwise stated. And imagine that time has passed somewhat quickly…
I don’t expect this chapter to use any profanity, but you’ve been warned.
I started the semester going strong, even if I literally had no friends and lived in a house with two strangers. I’ve basically been spending my days studying, and enjoying the coffee shops around town. I wanted to spend time at home but Strawberry is an art major and spends most of the daytime working on projects and her art and its very awkward being in the same room as her. You could hear a pin drop when both of us are in a room. A cold draft envelopes the room when she enters, its very unsettling. I would hang out and spend time getting to know Almond, but he’s a Political Science major and is super busy since he’s a second year and is trying to get his foot in the door early on. He has an internship right now and a full time student schedule so he’s barely home and if he is, he’s usually sleeping. I’m very alone, and starting to become depressed about it.
But, as of lately I’ve been studying and working on final projects because these two weeks are finals and I’m finally understanding what people mean when they say “crunch time”. The library and laptop have become my best friends these past few days. I guess this is what happens when you’re a English Major haha, lots of writing and reading. Minimal studying really which is nice, just have to convey creativity and knowledge of concepts. Just tough because this so-called “college experience” has been pretty sucky and non-existent. I just hope things can get better.
A Few Weeks Later:
My finals went really well, very impressed with myself. I survived my first semester of college and my parents are just as excited when I sent them the letter. Its now the first holiday of the year. We go to school all year around, and just take vacations that are short in length, but frequent. I was going to go home, but my parents informed me I couldn’t come home because they’ve had some suspicious things happening and are worried that bad man finding out I’m their daughter and something happening to me. I think they worry a little too much, but I respected their wishes. But, I had my own problems at my house. Strawberry apparently doesn’t have anyone to spend the holiday with either because she stayed back too. Just my luck. Dreading my holiday with the one person who hates me the most, and tears me down every time I see her.
When I would come into a room she was in, she would narrow her eyes and her mouth would quiver in anger. One day her negatively and hatred really got to me. I started breaking down in our bedroom. She was out of the house thank berry, but I was so embarrassed and ashamed. I felt so guilty even though I did absolutely nothing except defend myself against her hurtful words. I just wanted to make one friend while I was here, and I can’t even manage that. How pathetic is that? I should of just stayed home and meet people. Starting to lose all sense of what I’m really supposed to be doing on this Earth. Doesn’t seem like anyone wants me around.
Except, about a week later after my moping and pity party Strawberry actually spoke words to me. At first, I thought it was a dream and that I should wake up at any second because someone who hates you that much doesn’t just talk to you out of the berry blue.
“Uh, hey Clementine? That’s your name right?” she quietly asked
At first I ignored here because I was washing dishes and focusing on other things, and didn’t really hear her.
“Clementine? Clementine Moscato?”
“Hmmm, oh?……what?” I broke my focus
“Can I, uh….can chat with you and ask you something?” she asked again
She didn’t say anything at first when I turned to face her. Her eyes awkwardly darted around the room, finding the words to say. Was she apologizing? Maybe? Better be sincere if she is. I couldn’t think of any other reason she had to acknowledge my physical existence. I kept staring at her trying to figure out her game, but nothing was coming to mind except apology so I just came out with something to start somewhere, even though this woman didn’t deserve it.
“What’s up?” I blurted out
“Yeah, uhh I was wondering since its just you and me here that if you’d go out with me? All my friends went home for holiday, and I don’t go out alone.” she said quietly, staring at the floor
Wait what? You still hate me but want me to go out with you? Berry I’m confused now. What is this? You don’t invite out the berrymate you hate the most to have a good time? Is she pretending nothing happened? She really knows how to play people I bet.
“What? Why do you want to go out with me? Thought you hated me and wouldn’t want to be seen with me?”
I regretted saying that.
“Oh I still do. Its taking every ounce of me just to face you and speak with you. I still don’t trust you and don’t like you. Something’s your sleeve and I just don’t know what it is yet.” she reaffirmed
“I’m just asking you to go out so I have someone with me and some guy won’t get any funny ideas. Can’t trust everyone that goes to the bars, trust me. Unfortunately, you’re the only one I can ask and my last hope. So you’ll go?”
“Uh, I guess. Sure.” I sighed
“Alright, get ready to look good because I don’t go out with people who look like berry losers, even if they may be one.” she complained
Oh great. I’m going out with a berry woman that hates me, and now she has high expectations.
A few hours passed before we were going out and supposed to get ready. I put on my best “going out” dress, and just pulled my hair back in a nice pony tail. I thought I looked rather attractive and was kinda glad to finally go out, even if it was with Strawberry and under weird circumstances. I went into our shared bedroom and Strawberry was in front of the mirror. Swinging her hips around, and primping herself up. She had a short, babydoll dress on that looked great on her. I could feel my body start to cower in her self-confidence. She knew she looked good and made sure everyone know she was confident in herself. My body started to tense up and fill jealous. I wish I could feel that way about myself. I’m such a coward when it comes to my self-worth. I’m shy and awkward and see no point in my existence most days except I’m the third child my parents wanted. I was excited to be going out, but scared of what’s about to come.
As I was staring and memorized by her self-confidence and how fawning over how beautiful she was, she quickly spun around and smiled a fake smile. She was excited to go out, but I knew not with me. She knows how to put on a great act.
“Are you ready to go?” she smiled
“Uh, yep. Sure am.” I replied
We made our way down the only college-aged bar in town, its a dive bar of course and where most of the college guys hang out because that’s what the girls want. A place where guys are crawling all over the place. One thing I will never understand. Why finding love or just sex is so important early on in a women’s life. Its stupid and so time consuming. I think that’s why Strawberry goes out, to have a fan fondle over her and she can just forget about things for a night or two.
When we got there, we were carded and she immediately rushed to the bar to order a few drinks for us. She didn’t talk to me or look at me. In fact, she didn’t even acknowledge I was there with there. What I expected. I just drank about two or three drinks slowly and looked around, keeping my distance from people and being awkward. I watched Strawberry throughout the night just so nothing bad would happen with her. By that time, she was very intoxicated and stumbling all around the floor. That’s when she signaled me to come over there by here, which I did. She spotted a guy she wanted to “youknowwhat” with and had to tell me I guess.
” Ohmyberry do you see that guy Clemmy?” she shouted
Clemmy? I have a nickname now?
“Yes, he’s a student. I think medical school. Why?” I replied
“He is SOOOOOO cute. Omg I’m going to go say hi. I have to have him.”
“His name is Mocha Bean…I think.”
And so she did. She went over and started flirting with him immediately. Mocha Bean was just soaking it all up because he was intoxicated too. This is basically a hunting round for male and female animals who are feeding on alcohol. Definitely the reason why I don’t come here often. A huge waste of money. I went back to sit at the bar and just hope that the night would fly by fast and soon enough we’d be getting a cab home. No one around the bar was interested in talking to me except maybe the bartender, but he had other ideas and that wasn’t going to happen. I slowly drank another drink and kept looking around at all the stupid berries.
But, of course Strawberry was getting as drunk as she possibly could so a few minutes after I sat down she yelled out my name, and I got up, and oh my berry was that uncomfortable.
“Clemmy! Clemmy! You need to come meet Mocha’s friend!! He’s such a cute berry! Come over heeeerrrrreee!” she slurred
I could feel my face starting to flush quickly, and my teeth suddenly biting my lower lip in embarrassment. I really didn’t want to go over there. I just wanted to go home at this point so I got up and looked at his so-called good looking friend, and we made eye contact an then he showed a face of disgust. He didn’t like what he saw, go figure. This made me even more embarrassed. So I looked at the floor and put one hand around the back of my neck. “Why the berry did I come again?” I kept repeating to myself. Trying to be a good fake friend? I mean there’s no real purpose I’m here except I’m being nice to my enemy.
I sat back down at the bar and put my hands over my face. My cheeks were flushed and hot. I wanted to bury myself in my arms and hope people just think I’m too drunk and they’ll leave me alone. Or maybe jump behind the bar? Stay in the ladies room until closing time? I was thinking of every idea to be hidden from everyone. Nothing would work or even seems plausible and I knew that. Just trying to make myself feel better about this social situation. I could really just be at home and work on my novel.
Eventually I got sick of sitting down and decided to get up and just stand by the bar like I was waiting for a drink or something. It was believable and no one would bug me. They might stare, but I can handle that. I really wanted to leave, but something kept me from doing so. I guess I was just being a roommate tonight instead of trying to be friends with Strawberry. I was being a good roommate by not leaving her. Or maybe I should? I was going to go to the bathroom to do more self-loathing but I got a tap on my shoulder.
“Oh great what is it now.” I mumbled as I turned around.
“You need to get your berry butt dancing! I can tell you aren’t having fun and that’s not why I brought you. We are going to dance until you have fun andddddd smile!” she once again slurred
That’s when she went up to the jukebox and chose a dance party song, and grabbed my hand, dragging me out on the dance floor with her. No one else was dancing so I was awkwardly standing there as Strawberry started to dance. She scolded me and demanded I dance, so I attempted to do what is called “dancing”. After awhile Strawberry started to laugh and shout. I could help but smile and laugh because she was acting so stupid haha. I have to admit, I was starting to have a little bit of fun only because in her drunken stupor,she was actually being nice to me and treating me like a friend. This is the Strawberry I wish I could see on a daily basis. Even though we are opposites, I think we could still get along and be cordial.
The rest of our time was spent at the bar was spent dancing and laughing hysterically at each other. Believe it or not I did have fun with her, even if she might forget everything she we did. We managed to flag down a taxi to take us home. We each paid half and I helped her stumble into our house. That’s when she all of sudden had a energy boost and ran into the kitchen yelling about how hungry she was and she needs food. So we each took out a plate of the salad I made the other day, and sat down on at the table. I definitely wasn’t prepared for the following conversations that I was going to be apart of.
“Oh my berry yayyyy my favorite! You make the best food Clementine. Even though, its ummm healthy, its still really good!” she cheered
“Uh, thanks?” I chuckled
“What’s up with us? I mean, what are we going to do about this relationship between us?”
*Cough* “What? What do you mean?”
“Well I mean before we went out, we’ve avoided each other all semester and I was very rude to you. I think we should make amends or start over. I mean you’re really nice and agreed to come out with me even though I was such a berryhole.” she explained
“That’s true, you were very rude and hurtful. Thanks for realizing that. That takes a lot to do, and shows you’re a bigger person. Honestly I would like to be friends with you because you’re the opposite of me, and I could have a lot of fun and learn from you.” I smiled
“Really? Even after how I treated you?”
“Yeah, why not? I mean why not start over. Some people deserve second chances.”
“So do-over then?” she looked up at me
“Yes, do over.” I agreed
“You know, when I said you were judgmental and that smug type, I realized tonight you really aren’t. I’m sorry. Its just I don’t make friends easily when it comes to other women. They always have some issue about me that they don’t agree on, even though its my life. I shouldn’t of based that off of your looks, but you looked like a person who would have something to say about my lifestyle.” she apologized
“Oh no. I would never do anything like that. I wouldn’t be confident enough to tell you that if I did think that. I always try to welcome everyone with open arms. Haha sometimes that can be a flaw because I’m too nice. I get it from my mom. I thought you were very beautiful and I”m quite jealous haha.” I complimented
“Haha ohmyberry really? Thank you so much. You’re pretty too! You have to have confidence girl! You’re just a little shy, and that’s alright. Not everyone is open and confident. I mean we are women haha. You’re pretty cool Clemmy. Oh, do you mind me calling you that? Seems fitting for you.”
“Well its just my mom doesn’t have much confidence and I have two older brothers who were and still are very protective over me so its hard to be comfortable around guys especially. Its so hard being around so many guys. I definitely lived sheltered life haha that’s why I live here and am going to school here. Its all so confusing and I’ve never felt so naive. Oh, and I don’t mind if you call me that. Never had a nickname so its fine.”
“Oh well good, you can call me Straw too. Its what I prefer anyway. And don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll find some guy that will love you and cherish you. And if he doesn’t, well the’s not right for you because I can see you’re a really nice person. As for me, I don’t like being tied down so I just go out with different people.” she said
For about an hour after that we talked about anything and everything under the berry sun. It was a nice change from being hated and alone. I really enjoyed it too since she was slowly starting to sober up. Its nice to see the true Straw come out and to know she’s not really that mean. She’s a lovely person and strong. I still wish I could be like her, minus the drunken part and many guys. But, she has reasons for that which I respect. But, soon enough the sobering lead to her falling asleep on my shoulder and then I let her sleep on the couch while I went to bed.
The next morning I woke up and Straw was up early making a batch of coffee and lattes for us. She must of had a hangover from berry hell. I wanted to laugh and say something witty, but didn’t know where we stood on our relationship so I kept it to myself. I just walked out and grabbed one of the lattes she made and sat down next to her.
“Haha we sure did have fun last night. I’m definitely feeling it tonight.” she laughed
“Haha well what can I say, drinking heavily and dancing doesn’t always go together I’m sure.” I shrugged
“Yeah, probably not. Still sorry you came out with me. I know that’s something you’re not into, but I appreciate you came. Like I said, I don’t trust everyone at the bars so its good to have a wing-woman.”
“Hey its no problem. I mean I was confused as to why I said yes and why you asked the whole night, but turns out things turned out well right?”
“Well I guess, but really who does that with someone who was a berryhole to you? Haha Clemmy you are something else. Like I said, I don’t have much friends and you are the official friend I think I’ve made at the university. If that’s okay with you?” she quickly asked
“Oh my berry yeah? Why not? I don’t have any friends and I think the do-over we had last night marks us as being friends. Hopefully we can do more stuff together when school starts back up. Go out for some coffee haha.” I agreed
“Awe thanks, and yes we will have to do coffee and if you need anything let me know.” she stood up and opened her arms for a hug
“Yes, definitely. I’m a writer and coffee is my fuel so we will have to. And you’re welcome, oh, and thank you!” I giggled
Definitely a good start for my first friendship.
Okay, that’s it for Chapter Two! Chapter 3 won’t be up for awhile, since I’m going to southern Illinois for the holiday and will be busy with my family reunion. But, next week look for something hopefully! 🙂
Yay its finally here! 🙂 I’m sorry its been a little over a month, didn’t forget about The Moscato’s just been very busy. Finals are in two weeks, then I’m taking a summer class that starts a week after that XD Its going to be rought haha, 9-12pm every day for four weeks. I also have to do some job hunting and stuff like that. Plus, it was my birthday a week ago, and then my friends this weekend so its been hectic. I had create the characters for this generation first, then do some building, and then work through many distractions. But, its here.
I think this chapter will be relative in length to most chapters. Maybe a little shorter. There’s also a lot of dialogue. Also, there’s new downloads under the downloads tab. Please refer to my simblr for a list of CC used though. Don’t want to be screwing up your game. Hmm what else…….I don’t think there is anything. Oh, and remember that POV is from Clementine’s, unless otherwise stated.
Pose provided by Arosia
NOTE: STRONG LANGUAGE MAY BE USED
After about a day of traveling to Apple Loosa Pie, I finally reached the address that my future roommate sent me. As I was traveling through town, I find Apple Loosa Pie to be a sweet little town. The people look so friendly and it seems peaceful. No wonder mom didn’t want to leave when she had to. I mean she grew up here, and so did my grandparents. Its so quaint. I’ll probably end up living here myself, instead of moving back home. When I walked up to the house, I noticed that it look aged and a little rough, but I wasn’t expecting anything five-star. This is college after all, and I’m living in the college neighborhood. It was mostly wood that was deteriorating by the minute. But, this was what I was going to call home for the next four years. Might as well get used to it right?
I walked up to the porch and noticed there was an envelope with my name on it with my house key in it. I started to feel a little shy walking in acting like I own place, but then again I do live here. I slowly opened the door to see if my roommate was there to greet me, but she must not of heard me come up to the door. I didn’t want to go parading around the house looking for someone, so I thought I’d call out.
“Uhh hello? Is anyone home?” I said aloud
I waited a few seconds and that’s when a red-haired berry emerged from the back room. She started walking towards me and then stopped and stared at me for awhile. I was starting to feel uncomfortable because I didn’t know what to say to her and she looked rather irritated that I called out. Great start Clemmy. I tried to keep my gaze as she did so I didn’t feel intimidated. At closer look, the girl in front of me was quite beautiful actually. She has perfect features and I started to become a little jealous because I’m assuming she’s my roommate. I could tell she had immense confidence because she didn’t take her eyes off of me. After what seemed like forever of staring, she finally started to walk over to me. I couldn’t take it anymore and had to switch my eyes to the ground. How embarrassing. I look like so stupid.
“Hi, I’m Strawberry Shortcake, you must be the new roommate?” she quickly introduced herself
“Uh hi, and uh yes I am. I’m Clementine Moscato. Nice to uh, meet you.” I stammered
“Oh good, I was wondering when you’d arrive. Nice to meet you as well.”
“Well its good you’re here then. I just wanted to go over some house rules, and things about me you should know because I don’t want you to be surprised or anything.” she snapped quickly
“Oh okay.” I said quietly
“First off, I wan to get an idea for your personality and see how living together will coexist.”
“What do you want to know?”
“So uh what do you like to do in your free time?” she asked
“Um, not too much. I like to write and read mainly. I’m an English major and am working on starting a novel that will hopefully last me throughout college so I’ll have a foot in the door. ” I quietly answered
“Oh what? You like to read and write? Are you berryin’ serious?”
“Uh yes. I’m not lying.”
I was so confused. She spoke so fast that she was a hard person to talk to I have to say.
“Well I’m only asking if that’s all you do because I don’t like to do those things.” she admitted
“Well I wouldn’t expect you to like the same things I do.” I replied
“No, you don’t understand. I’m basically the total opposite of you. I really don’t care about school, as long as I make the grade. I would rather live my life without restrictions. I like to go out every weekend, and have a good time. I love bring people over and being social. You don’t seem to be like that. That might be a problem.”
“No, its fine. Really. If I don’t like it I’ll just leave and come back, and you’re free to do what you want. Just because I don’t really believe in being drunk and going out all the time, doesn’t mean that it will be difficult living together.”
” I mean are you sure? I’ve lived with people that have said that and it doesn’t end well. I don’t want to end up in a fight. And I want us to be straight up with each other. Because to be honest you seem like one of those goody-two-shoes that is just saying that to smooth things over. I honestly do not like that. So please, just tell me yes that’s okay or no, I can’t deal with that.” she scoffed
“Look, Strawberry I don’t know why you seem to think I’m lying? I mean sure, it might get irritating, but its not something I’m going to absolutely hate.” I quietly replied
“Look I’ve tried to be nice about this and tell you but you’re not making things easy. I can tell you’re lying and I can see the judgement all over your face. If you’re going to live here you need to be honest with me. I thought we could be friends since so far everyone I’ve lived with has been a enemy, and quite frankly I’m sick of it. This is why I go out, to get away from people like you.” she yelled frantically
I couldn’t say anything. I was so shocked and confused. Lying? Judging? Those were two things that I certainly wasn’t. I never lie and never judge anyone. I’m the most understanding person there is. I didn’t know what to say. I just frowned and let her keep on going. I can’t believe this is how my first day went of being an official college student. I can’t even make friends with my one roommate. How sad. After she was done ranting, she just walked away like it was nothing; like it didn’t even matter that she yelled her heart soul out at the person she’ll be living with for the next four years. I could tell this was going to be a long college career and first semester. I only hope it can get better.
After I paced around the kitchen for hours, not knowing what to do, a voice from behind startled me.
“Uh hello? Are you alright?” a gentle voice asked
I turned around and was surprised to see a man that just walked into the house?
“Oh, hi there. Yes, I’m fine. I was just thinking things over. Sorry.” I sighed
“Well don’t think too hard haha, looks like you were deep in thought. Might hurt your brain.”
“Yeah haha, you’re probably right.”
“Anyway, let me introduce myself. I’m Almond Cashew. You must be the third roommate?” he questioned
What? Another roommate? I was told Strawberry was the only one. That changes things, and good to know. Oh well let’s hope this one goes better.
“Oh? I didn’t know I’d be living with two people. Nice to meet you. I’m Clementine Moscato.” I continued
“Well I hope we can become friends since we’ll be living together.”
“Yeah, that would be really nice. I already had a falling out with Strawberry.”
“Oh, you’ve met Straw? Yeah, she can be a real piece of work. Sorry about that.” he chuckled
“You get along with her?” I shot back
“Yeah, but then again I’m hardly here. I just got an internship at city hall and it keeps me pretty busy.”
“Speaking of being busy, I gotta run. They keep me on my toes that’s for sure. But, when I have time, we should definitely catch up and really get to know each other!” he said cheerfully
“Haha okay, well good luck with your internship and yes we should set something up sometime.” I agreed
At least Almond seems nicer and down to earth. Hopefully I can really get to know him. He seems so nice and like he wants to get to know me. What a sweet guy.
Later that night, everyone had left and I had the house to myself. Emotions were draining out of me. I just wanted to curl up in a hole and never come out. How can I live here when the one person who even talked to me is barely here now? This is going to be a hellish time living here. I just lounged on the couch hoping I’d fall asleep and forget everything that happened. But, that’s when a great novel idea hit me. I scrambled off of the loveseat and quickly sat down in front of my laptop. My fingers started typing away. Right away I could tell this would be fiction and the main character would be a strong female protagonist. While writing the first few paragraphs and character profiling I could tell that this Warriorist, the title I conned for her would be my ulter ego. Everything I’m not but wish I could be.
Later that night I came home from a walk I took to further clear my mind of the day’s events. Everyone was in bed, and it was quiet. I figured it was probably time for me to go to bed too. School starts in a week and have to get into a routine. I walked into the room I shared with Strawberry conveniently, and she was sleeping away. I frowned again. Hoping somehow we can become friends. But, tomorrow is another day and can only hope for the best.
The Last Day Of Summer:
Well nothing has changed between Strawberry and I. She still hates me with every ounce of hate she has. I’m too scared of a chicken to pipe up and try to say something. Lately I’ve been exploring the town and seeing what it has to offer. See the place where my mom grew up. Like I said a quaint, little town. Today I went to the beach. Sat down in the sun and enjoyed the breeze and salty smell. It was relaxing and the perfect thing the day before school starts.
I hope you enjoyed the first official chapter of Generation Two! Not sure when chapter two will be out, but I have it all written out so all I have to do is play. Yesterday I didn’t have writer’s block and the ideas came flowing so hopefully it will be good. As I said, downloads under the tab, and hope you have a great day!
Yayyyy its here! 😀 I’m so happy to say Generation Two is finally commencing! Its kinda of a long introduction, but will somewhat bring us into Clementine’s story. I hope you guys enjoy it, even though its only the introduction. I know I already mentioned it but, Persimmon, Lemon Loquat and Clementine are available for download, and I updated family tree. No spoilers yet though.
I’m not sure if there’s else much to say, except every chapter will be told from Clementine’s POV otherwise specified. There should be no strong language used in this chapter. Also things might seem fast, but I’ll try to make it seem not haha.
Hello wonderful people of whom I’m grateful to be speaking to. My name is Clementine Moscato. My mom is the first women to really talk about her life in a diary of some sorts. But, since I’m an aspiring author, I will be doing it like an online journal Haven’t decided the style yet or anything. Anyway, my mom is Meringue Moscato, the founder of our family really. She’s a great role model to me, and I’ve been the one chosen to took after the house after my parents are gone and to live here when I have my own family. Right now its the summer before I’m shipped off to college, and I’m trying to enjoy my time while home.
Lately most of my time has been wrapped up with my boyfriend, and yes I said boyfriend, Oak Leaf. He’s a sweetheart, with such a gentile personality. We met our senior year of high school at the local library. I was so shy, and nervous when he started talking to me. He told me later on, that it was cute how I stammered and looked at the floor. I have a hard time opening up to people because I worry about rejection, but he made me feel safe and trusted. Hard to believe for an eighteen year old man. My mom pretty much don’t date until you’re older.She was right, men aren’t as trustworthy as they want you to think. But, Oak is different. He really loves me, and I love him.
“Aren’t you excited to finally go off to college and get our lives started?” I smiled cheerfully
“Ha-ha, yeah of course sweetie. I’ll be great to finally be together. I can’t wait.” He half-smiled
I don’t know if it was just me, but it seemed like his smile was forced and he was gritting through his teeth, but I was probably reading too much into, because I have been known to worry about our relationship and Oak tells me I’m always overreacting and which I am. I don’t know why I have such trust issues, guess its because I have such a fragile personality and emotions. I get upset very quickly.
Many Weeks Later, and A month Before College:
Lately we’ve been finishing the final preparations to send me off to college, like finalizing a place to live. My dad doesn’t trust Oak, so won’t be rooming with him, but I’ll be moving in a house with two other girls. It sounds fun to me, just hope they’ll like me. I know I’ve been gushing like crazy to Oak about it, I’m sure he’s annoyed by now. Oh well. That was until I got a phone call one night from him asking him he could come over. He seemed quiet, and concerned so I told him to come right on over.
It didn’t take him long to come over, and his eyes had a sense of sadness in them. I frowned a little, but kept a straight face until he told me what was on his mind. Obviously something was bothering him.
“Hey Clemmy, we need to talk something that I’ve been trying to get off of my chest for awhile, but didn’t have the confidence to do so.” he confided
“Oh Oak, what’s up? Tell me what’s been on your mind?” I frowned
At first he stood there and glanced at me, gazing into my eyes and eyeing me up and down. He was reading my body language and my mood. I shifted my weight between my feet, because his gaze was starting to make me nervous and fidget. The suspense was killing me, because I had no idea what he was going to say or thinking.
“Look…Clemmy?…Er Clementine. I’ve been meaning to say this for weeks, but its hard to tell you things that might hurt you.”
“Yes, this might, and I’m sorry for it. I never meant to ever say these words to you. But, I’m not coming with you to college.” he said fast
“Oh, that’s okay. You can go wherever you want, no problem.?” I let out a small chuckle
“No, I mean as your boyfriend too. I’m not coming with you to University of Apple Loosa Pie, and I’m not going to be your boyfriend when you leave.”
I didn’t say anything right away. I just stared at him in disbelief. My heart was wrenching with the instant pain that just severed it. I was speechless, and my mind was going a mile a minute. I was sad, mad, confused and heartbroken. No way to describe it. I couldn’t face him anymore. I could feel the tears staring to rush to my eyes, so I walked away and then turned to look at him. I could feel instant anger coming over me and my stance became intense.
Oak could tell my emotions escalated quickly and tried comforting me. But, it was useless. I was already too mad to care what his explanation was. I wanted to scream. Not even say anything, just scream as loud as I could. Normally I’m a quiet about my emotions, but Oak pushed me over the edge. He’s been wanting to say this for weeks, and he waited until the last minute?! I was so mad.
“Clemmy-please don’t overreact. I know how you can be emotionally unstable, and didn’t want you to blow up like this. I wanted to tell you in person, and it took me awhile to work up the courage to even-” he explained
He didn’t even seemed hurt or sad to tell me what he was. It was like he was just brushing it off like it was nothing. I was just some girl he picked up and now leaving in the dust.
“It’s like you don’t even care Oak! Like you don’t care about my feelings, how this makes me feel or anything. Its like you aren’t concerned about how this would affect me.” I shouted
“Don’t even Clemmy me. I am no longer your girlfriend or even a friend. Just go. Even though you were the happiest thing to happen to my life, just go. I guess I’ll try and have to get over you, but just know you’ve broken my resolve and trust. I hope you know that. I blame you.”
And just like that he left. I didn’t even watch him leave, I just stood there helpless as the tears made their way down my face. My hands were still balled up into fists, until all of the wrath washed over me and turned into sadness. I cried and cried.
The tears just kept coming, gushing from my eyes like a river. The feeling in my legs finally rushed back, I was jilted and almost fell to the floor from weakness. I immediately went downstairs, walking as fast as I could without my dad seeing me. He would of wrung Oak’s neck more if he saw his little girl got hurt. I could help but cry out for my mom when I got to the basement. Sobbing like a little kid who’s toy just got stolen.
“Moooommmmm!” I cried out
“Yes Clem?” she asked softly
She then heard my sobbing and loud cries, and her demeanor changed
“Oh!? Honey what’s wrong?!”
“Mom, *sob* he…Oak…he, he just broke up with me.”
“Oh I’m sorry sweetie. Did he say why?”
“Not really, he just said he wouldn’t be there to go to college with me.” I sobbed into her shoulder, clenching onto comfort
“I’m sorry he did that. He should of gave you a better reason, and I know he hurt you. But, it will only hurt now. You’ll get over it. Everything happens for a reason.” she calmly soothed
“Don’t know if I can bounce back from this. He made me feel so safe, and built up all of my trust.”
My mom pulled a way and put her hands on my shoulders to cheer me up and almost give me a pep talk. My crying had slowed down and heartbeat almost back to normal, but I was still devastated. She looked me straight in the eye and smiled. Her smile was always contagious, so she knew what to do.
“This might be what you need right now. Start college with a fresh slate. Don’t have any ties when you go. Have a chance to make new memories and relationships, really shape who you are.” she reassured
I was still kinda dazed and just stared at her, giving a small nod. I was confused as to why she was saying this. Almost like breaking up was the best thing for me. I was still frowning.
“It doesn’t make sense now I know, but you’ll get it eventually. Meeting new people gets your mind off of the past is all I was trying to say. “
“I’m trying to understand what you meant, honestly.” I whispered
“Well, I’m glad you heard me at least. Just think about the future, optimistic.”
“Maybe you’re right.”
About a Week before College Starts
“So are you ready to be shipped off to school?” my mom blurted out one night to get rid of the awkward silence
I was little taken off guard because I was still thinking about Oak and everything. Still kept me down, but I was dealing with it better than expected. My dad knows what Oak did to me too, and he’s been very quiet around me since then, so our family dinners have been awkward none of the less.
“I’m glad you asked mom, I’m actually getting pretty excited like you said. Thinking about the future and what it will hold.” I laughed
“Well that’s good.” my dad said sternly
“Yeah, I think things will go good.”
That’s when my dad really decided to give his two cents in, like usual. Thinks he knows everything.
“Listen, Clementine. I know Apple Loosa Pie has a great school and is a nice place, but just know there are people in that town that don’t like me, and might hurt you because of it. That’s why your mom and me and to feel. Now, you have your mother’s last name, but still. Don’t be naive and think they might not make the connection. Just be safe, and not stupid. Don’t put yourself in a situation to get hurt and let others take advantage of you. It hasn’t slipped my mind that the man seeking revenge on me will have one or many drones stationed in that area in case I ever show my face up there again.” he argued
“Dad, you should know you don’t have to worry about me.” I broke softly
“Yeah, I know but you are very kind. I know you don’t trust easily which is good, but still. Sometimes people might take advantage of your kindness because you’re just like you mom in that sense.”
“I’ll try to remember.”
Eventually that week flew by and it was time for me to hop on the college expressway and leave my parents and live life as an adult finally. My own place, my own schooling, and my own choices. I had a small meltdown a eel days ago because it seemed scary and my dad didn’t help that one night with his “advice”. But, now I think I’m ready to see what a new location has in store for me. I hope my roommates are like me and we can get along and be friends too. My parents had the same worries, and let me know as they sent me off.
“Clem, remember what I said about the potential threats there?” my dad repeated for the hundredth time
“Yes dad, I think its pounded into my head by now.” I mumbled
“Hey, I don’t want anything happening to you. I already have to worry about your older brothers, who seem to think risking their life on a daily basis is okay. Things are different when it comes to my daughter.
“Just promise us you’ll keep in touch so we do know how things are, and know you can always come to us.” my mom softly said
“I will mom, don’t worry. You guys know I would never keep you in the dark.” I smiled
“Well good, the taxi’s here. Tell us when you actually get there, we want to know when. And me and your mother love you very much.”
I can only look forward to what’s about to come.
Can you believe we’re already here at Chapter Eleven? Hard to believe I’d be at this point when I started this rainbowcy back in July. But, I’m glad to be nearing the end so we can have a new generation reign 🙂 Generation Two hasn’t even been born yet! Haha, I’m getting on it though! There’s a lot of redecorating I had to do and I’m still not even half way done with it. Anyway, there isn’t much I have left to say except that this chapter is rather long as well. There’s no way I could of broken it up in two parts. This chapter contains a lot of dialogue. It couldn’t be avoided haha, so hopefully you won’t mind.
Also, I had a picture of Coffee Bean but somehow it got lost while editing, soooo…you’ll have to use your imagination a little bit.
I’d like to thank and give credit to Arosia for the one pose I used, and Simmoa for the Champs Les Sims that will be featured in this chapter.
Oh! and POV will shift in this chapter, it will be noted.
NOTE: Minimal Strong Language May Be Used
Its been roughly a month, maybe two months since we got married now. I can say that I love married life so far. Spending most of my time with Tang is the best thing I could ask for. Knowing he’ll never leave me again, and feeling the love we have for each other. Couldn’t ask for more. Tang doesn’t want to start working again because if his name gets around town, Coffee Bean is sure to hear of it. I can’t say I like it to be that way all the time, but its nice to have him home with me so he can help me around the house. Or we just end up getting lost in each other. Apple keeps asking me when we’re going to have children. I told her I don’t even know if he wants them, or if he wants a lot. I, of course want children. But,I don’t want to rush things and ruin our relationship. We’re still in that honeymoon phase, and I’m really enjoying it. We’ll have kids eventually, even if it is just one.
Plus, I don’t think I have the attention span for taking care of a child right now. I’m too focused on Tang and our relationship. Its like we’re two teenagers deep in love, and I can’t get enough of it. We’re silly together, and I love the spontaneous kisses, hugs and little gifts we give to one another. Even though we didn’t travel somewhere extravagant for our honeymoon, it still feels like we’re far from reality and I love it. I think he likes it too. We love spending all of our time with each other. We try to limit how much we go out just in case, but I don’t mind. Staying home is just as fun.
The other day Tang let me sleep in later in usual, and he went out and bought more pumpkins for us to carve for the upcoming berry holiday. Berryween. Its a holiday were berries dress up like warlocks, witches, monsters and ghouls for fun or to receive candy if you’re a child. Its a fun holiday and Tang thought we should have some decorations up, so we carved pumpkins together one afternoon.
“Now, I want it to be a surprise and see what you come up with!” he teased
“Okay, okay. I’m not very good at this so don’t laugh!” I playfully warned
“I wouldn’t laugh at your carving Sunshine.”
“Well good, because that’s not allowed.”
“Alright Sunshine, I’m all done! How’s yours coming along?” he announced
“What? Hold on! I’m not done, don’t look!” I gasped
“Hehe its okay sweetie. I’ll wait patiently for you. I’m sure it looks great.”
“Might even look better than yours!”
“Hey now, I wouldn’t get too confident over there.” he chuckled
All I could was laugh because I was having so much fun with him, but we doing something so simple. Carving pumpkins, but yet it felt like I was having the time of my life.
Tonight I had get some air. It was already eleven-thirty at night and I was bored. I don’t sleep much anymore due to the fact that I’m scared Coffee Bean or one of his berry goons is going to come into the house and try to kill me. Plus, I worry for Meri’s safety. She doesn’t need anything to happen to her, and she’s already taken a big risk of sticking my side. I’m grateful for that woman. I don’t know what I would do without her. That’s why I stay up and keep watch most nights, but lately I’ve been feelings stir crazy staying cooped up in that house. So I went out for a drink to put my mind at ease. I walked into the local bar here, and there wasn’t much going on. There was a bartender, failing at making drinks. It was pretty dead and that’s the way I wanted. I sat down, ordered a typical drink. Something with enough alcohol content to calm my nerves down. I was drinking it slowly since I would have to go back home, and I didn’t want Meri to think I don’t enjoy sleeping there at night or anything.
My thoughts were all over the place, to the point where I couldn’t think straight. I briefly scanned the room. More people have arrived and it was starting to get a little noisy. I guess the “party” crowd had finally arrived. I smiled, remembering when I was young and could be careless like the people in the bar. I kept scanning the room, looking and studying the people, and that’s when I saw it.
No, not it. Him. It looked like he was hiding behind a few people on purpose, but he didn’t see me so maybe he just showed up by chance. I don’t know, but I definitely knew that it was Coffee Bean. He wasn’t wearing his usual, expensive suits. Looked like he was trying to blend in with the people here. He was looking for me. I just knew it. I jumped back in surprise and fear. This was not good. I had to get out of here, quick without him seeing me. If he saw me, I’d be a goner. I didn’t want to stick around and let me spot me. I quickly paid the bartender, and evaded the dreaded berry who was looking to have my head. Once I got outside, I surveyed the area. Did he come alone? No, of course not. He wouldn’t do that. He never does anything by himself. He’s a master of manipulation. It looked clear, but instead I look the long way home. And I went on foot. I walked through the wooded area, and ran as fast as I could home. Meri needed to know about this. We’re in danger.
“Meri, Meri! Wake up! Sunshine, please wake up!” I heard Tang quietly shouting by the bedside
I wasn’t sure what he wanted, or why I had to get up right at this moment, but I fought my sleepy eyes and slowly rose up.
“Mmm, what is it Tang?” I rubbed my eyes
“I need to talk to you, we have a problem.”
“Huh? Talk to me? Its one in the morning! What could you possibly have to talk to me about at this time?”
“Meri, this is serious okay? I was out tonight and I saw Coffee Bean. In the flesh, we aren’t safe here.” he quickly said, with one hand on my shoulder
He went out tonight? When? I know that shouldn’t been the first thought to come to mind, but it did. I know Tang doesn’t really sleep anymore because he’s too afraid too. Even with me by his side. But, he worries about my safety too. He went to a bar though? and he saw Coffee Bean? What? The two things weren’t connecting together.
“So what does that mean?” I sheepishly asked
“What does that mean? Meri, were you listening to me at all? That means we need to get out of here, fast.”
“What? Leave? Now? We can’t.”
“Well, I didn’t mean right this second, but preferably as soon as possible we should get out of here. Its not safe anymore.” he sighed
“Leave here? But, where will we go. This is our home.” I winced
“Meri, you knew this might happen. We might have to live our life being on the run sometimes. This is nothing new.”
“But, we can’t leave here. We just got settled in together, and we’ve barely got to enjoy our first home. Plus, this is my parent’s house. I don’t know if I can just leave it be, sitting empty and have someone else living here. Its an heirloom, and what about Apple? My friends are here.”
“Sunshine, are your friends and this house more important than your life? I don’t think so. I want you to be safe and alive.” he scoffed
“What was that? Don’t you ever snub off my friends and family Tangerine. These are people and things that are important to me. You should know that, and we need to work this out together instead of everything being your way.” I raised my voice
He didn’t like that, but he frowned realizing that what he said sounded heartless. I shouldn’t of reacted that way, but he should care about those things. They mean something to me. He quickly apologized for his words.
“Look, I’m sorry I said that. I shouldn’t have. I just want what’s best for you and for you to be safe, and not have to fear for your life every second of the day. I’m saying that moving might be our only option at this time.”
“Ugh, I really don’t want to move Tang. You know that right?”
“Of course I do Sunshine. I didn’t want to bring it up, but I don’t know what else to do.” He answered softly
“We could get in touch with the authorities?” I suggested
“We could, but something tells me they won’t be all that helpful. But, we can. If you want.”
“How about we do that, and if they can’t help, we’ll leave.”
“That sounds good Sunshine. I’m sorry for hurting your feelings.” he kissed my cheek
“I know you didn’t mean it, I overreacted too.” I whispered back
Shortly after our discussion about future plans and our future altogether, I was mentally drained and couldn’t go to sleep. I told Tang to go to bed and I’ll stay up so he doesn’t have to worry. He nodded in agreement and went to bed. I plopped myself in the living room. My head was starting to hurt from all the scenarios and what the right choice is at this point. I was exhausted, yet I just woke up. He was right, I did know that this was a possibility. I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon, and so suddenly. I just wanted a little more time here with him and my friends. I guess I’ll have to get used to living like this, even though its quite an emotional ride. I just hope I can get used to it.
I stayed out in the living room until dawn. The moment the sun came up I called down to the local police station. I know it wasn’t much, but I needed answers and guidance. Plus, someone had to know about this horrible man that was after us. The man on the other end of the phone didn’t seem convinced when I asked for their best detective to come over so we could talk to him about our “problem”. My patience was running short so I had practically yell for him to send someone over. I was already in a bad mood, but now I was in foul mood and wasn’t standing up for anything that I didn’t like. This was going to be a rough meeting, but it had to be done whether Tang agreed or not.
We didn’t have to wait long, because soon enough there was a knock at our door and a sharp dressed berry walked through the door. He smiled and then his face became mute. He introduced himself as Detective Gum, and he was here for our service. I greeted him, introduced me and Tang. Tang, gave me the look to wait in the other room, so I did.
“So what did you folks call me down for?” he asked immediately
“We have someone who is on the hunt for us. His name is Coffee Bean, he’s originally from Briocheport. He’s a sleazy and corrupt businessman. He plays dirty and I used to work for him. He wants me and my wife since we got in the way of his dirty schemes. I saw him last night at the local bar, so I know he’s already here. We’re just not sure what to do next. I know that we can’t stay here, but she wanted some reassurance from the police.” Tang explained
“So you need err or want me to take him down? But, yet you’ve done nothing illegal in the matter?”
“Well I used to use dirty tactics when I worked with him, but that was back in Briocheport. I quit working for him quite a few months ago. See, he wants this property because he plans on monopolizing Apple Loosa Pie and this lot is the cheapest. Well, we aren’t giving it up that easily. He’s already came after me once and tried to kill me. He didn’t succeed so he’ll make he does the next time.”
“Ahh okay. Well I don’t have jurisdiction in Briocheport anyway, but if he’s here I can bring him down.” Detective Gum smirked
“Thank your listening and coming down on your own time. Hopefully we can figure something out together. If you wouldn’t mind, we can talk about it with my wife in the other room.” Tang stated
I listened the whole time. I wasn’t about to be left out of the plans and discussions. I was just as involved as Tangerine. I wasn’t as scared as I used to be about this whole situation. I was more worried, but it wasn’t fear. At least not yet.
“I’d be happy to talk to the both of you and devise some sort of plan. This sounds like a serious issue and I can tell you are living in fear.”
All three of us sat down in the living room, and waited for someone to speak first. I didn’t have anything to say just yet, so I waited for Tang or Detective Gum to say something first.
“So how do you plan on finding evidence against him, so it will be enough for probable cause? ” Tang spit out
“Well you might have to help us with that. Do you have any papers, phone calls or anything against them?” Gum asked
“Currently no. My apartment in Briocheport was ransacked by them when they attempted to kill me. All I have is my testimony. Not enough I understand, but I do know his true plans. I guess it’ll only be a matter of time until the truth will come out.”
“We’ll find something I’m sure. You can’t give up that easily. We might have to work with Briocheport police force as well. As long as you’re telling the truth, there will be some loophole.”
“I highly doubt it. No one will be able to get to him. He’s too powerful and has too much status. I’ll believe it when I see it.” Tang argued
“You’ll just have to have some faith. What’s the reason you called if you don’t think I can help anyway?” Gum raised an eyebrow
“That you’re going to have to ask my wife about.”
“Oh, well, what is your concern ma’am?”
“Protection. Tangerine doesn’t believe we’re safe living here, and quite frankly I don’t want to leave this place. This is my home. This has been in my family. I can’t just get up and leave. Is there any way you can provide protection so we don’t have to leave?” I laid out
“Hmm, well if I can be honest?” he looked at both of us for approval
“I’d prefer you do.”
“Meringue is it? Ma’am, in this type of high risk situation, you’re husband’s plan might be the best plan. Relocating would be your best bet. That way your enemies don’t know where you are, and if they come for you, you aren’t here just simply waiting for him.”
“What? There has to be some other way! Relocating is the last thing I want!” I disagreed
“I’m sure it is. Leaving one’s home is never easy, I’ve seen it many times. But, safety is what matters in this situation.” Gum noted
That’s not what I wanted to hear. I wanted to hear that there would a way we could stay here. I stood up immediately. I didn’t want them to see the tears swelling up in my eyes. I tried to stay calm and convince myself this was the best option. But, that’s not what was happening. I wanted to lash out and yell at them for being fools for not seeing my way. But, that wouldn’t solve anything. Its hard to accept this way of life, and I have a feeling I’m going to be at war with myself this whole time. I was just so worried about everyone else, when I should be worried about my family instead.
“What about Apple?” I whispered
“Who?” Gum asked in surprise
“Apple is her best friend that lives here in town. The Lime Family you know? Apple, December and Clover. Coffee Bean will know all of our connections. I don’t associate with anyone except Meri, and well now you. But, if he finds out that Meri has friends, he’ll hurt them to get to us.” Tangerine explained
“Oh, well I can make sure to keep an eye on her family. She knows nothing of this I take it?”
“Berry no, this would kill her. Its going to kill her knowing I won’t be here for our children to grow up together. She can’t know.”
“I will make sure someone watches that house and the family members.” Gum reassured
“Thank you.” I piped out, fighting the tears
“Now, are you setting up arrangements for making the big move, or will you need help with that. We have a great Relocation Program among area. We work in cohorts with Sugar Valley on this, and its very secretive.”
“We would like help on that. I trust that you will be secretive and efficient with it. Thank you.” Tangerine thanked him
From that night on, we had to wait for the signal for when our departure was. It would be a taxi that would drive by our house at three o’clock in the morning and would park down the street so no one would see us get in. This was all becoming so surreal. In a matter of two weeks I had to mentally prepare myself to say goodbye to my childhood home, all the memories that were left in that house. Even the family pictures. All I took with me was my mother’s diary and my dad’s lucky pendant. Those couldn’t be left behind, no matter what. I was starting a new life, but with the same name. Tang was all on board with this. I had a feeling he was used to being on the run and starting over. I wasn’t. Everything I knew was vanishing before my eyes. I had to say goodbye once again to my best friend, whom I’d probably never see again. It was just me and Tangerine once again. Hopefully starting off our lives with no worries.
Our relocation was very far away. In a whole different berry sweet country actually. We were relocated to Champs Les Sims. Its a city in France. Our house looks over the rive that run town. Its a beautiful sight, and our new home is huge. So many rooms, and a basement! I don’t know what they were thinking give us that much space. I just hope I can settle in here, and get used the new people and new sights.
Alrighty 🙂 That’s it for Chapter Eleven! One more chapter and then I’m thinking an heir poll will be up! Hehe, I just have to get done redecorating their house, and have them get pregnant! Sorry for the length, hopefully next chapter won’t be so long!