Gen 1 – Chapter 2

Kitty Black

I spent that evening completely in my room, mulling things over. It only made sense that I should give her a chance. Yet the tone she’d taken, and the awkwardness of it all. I couldn’t stand it. I didn’t want to get to know her. Maybe it would be different if they’d introduced me then let us spend time together or something. Not ‘oh by the way she’s moving in this weekend, surprise!’

I spent so much time staring at the wall that I didn’t even notice my eyes droop. I woke up late in the night to find my light had been turned out. Good ol’ dad. I changed out of my day clothes and crawled into bed properly, this time keeping my mind clear of any thoughts. I wanted to at least try to be a good daughter.

When I woke up for the second time, it was morning and time for school. I put on a fresh outfit and ran for the school bus, which was honking up a storm outside. As soon as I exited the room, I ran into our new house-mate.

“Kristen,” she began.

“It’s Kitty.”

“I will call you by your given name. Did you make your bed?”

“I’ll make it when I get home.”

“No  you won’t. You will turn around right now and make your bed!”

“No, I won’t. I’m going to be late for school!”

“You should have thought of that before…” I didn’t listen. I pushed past her and bolted out the door.

“Hey Kitty, what took you so long?” Jade called to me as I almost ran past her.

“We’ll talk later,” I hissed in an attempt to control myself. “Let’s just get to school.”


“And is it ok if we go somewhere tonight? I really don’t want to go home right away.” Making my bed wasn’t such an unreasonable request, but she could see that I was late for school. So that bed was not going to be made tonight. Just no.

“Alright. My place?”

That made me freeze. “But I always thought we tried to avoid your place because of your Mom.”

“Well, we’re all a little older now and I hope she has learned not to make a scene in front of my friends…and even if she does, I know I won’t lose you so…”

“Alright.” The blare of the bus horn sent the both of us running. We were lucky to have such a patient bus driver.


Holy moly was I surprised. When I watched Jade get off the bus at this house, I felt my stomach clench. This was the sort of house my daddy used to point at and say ‘someday, we’ll live in a palace like that one.’ Jade’s family was loaded!

I knew I was way out of my league here, but still I took a deep breath and followed Jade onto her porch. That was all the farther my nerves would let me go.

“Jade…I can’t do this.”

“Sure you can. It’s just like any other house.”

“No, it’s not. Jade, you live in a mansion! You’re…you’re rich! I never knew…” She latched onto my hands.

“I’m sorry…I don’t try to flaunt my status like some other rich Sims. Money just isn’t that important to me. Please don’t be mad at me…”

“I’m not mad Jade, just…I can’t go in, I can’t meet your family.”

“Of course you can…I mean, I know I built my mother up to be some crazy nut-job but…well, I haven’t invited everyone over in years. And since we’ve known each other so long, I hope that she can accept things…and even if she can’t, that won’t change anything. I won’t let her get in the way of my friendship with you…”

“Jade…I…I can’t do this.” I turned and bolted.



It wasn’t that I didn’t want to be found. Or that I did. The little beach had always been our favorite place to do, together or alone, so that’s where I went.

“I thought I might find you here. Kitty…”

“What’s been going on lately? Please talk to me.”

“Jade…it’s just…a lot’s been happening lately. And today…I don’t want to get between you and your mother. I know you two aren’t the closest, but I don’t want to make things worse.”

She walked past me and over towards the picnic bench. “Trust me, you won’t make things worse between us. We barely know each other…I’ve never known her. She’s always been focused on her political career. The kids come second, you know?” She sat down. I followed suit. “What about this morning? What happened?”

I gave her the entire rundown of the situation, trying to make it clear as possible that I was trying, but I just didn’t feel comfortable in the slightest with the way things were turning out. “My dad has never so much as glanced at other women. From what I’ve heard, Mom was his whole world. It’s so strange for him to be doing this now…”

“How is that what you’re focused on?! I’d be more concerned that you didn’t know her name until last night. If someone was moving into my house, I would want to know them for at least a couple of months before trusting them around my personal belongings. How can we be sure she isn’t a thief?”

“My father wouldn’t let a thief into the house. I trust him at least that far.” I paused, and looked to my hands, a scowl crossing onto my face. “This morning…” Another pause crept into the conversation.

“What happened?” I turned my eyes back to Jade.

“This morning I accidentally slept in, and when I was trying to run to the bus she stopped me and just started yelling at me to make my bed. The bus was outside but she wouldn’t let it go.”

“What did you do?”

“I kinda just pushed past her and bolted…”

“So that’s why you were so out of sorts. Kitty, I’m not gonna lie. You’re probably gonna be in some big trouble for that when you get home.”

“I know that.” She didn’t mean to frustrate me more, I know she didn’t. But I really didn’t want to hear that right then. “But if you ask me, someone that doesn’t know thing one about me shouldn’t be allowed to boss me around at all. She’s not my mother, she’s nothing to me. Just some rat!”

“Hey, look, it’s gonna be alright. Even if you’re grounded for the weekend, it’s not the end of the world. But what you have to do is make sure that they know you’re uncomfortable with all of this. Your father wouldn’t purposely hurt you. He loves you Kitty. You’re his only daughter…his only kid. Talk to him. I’m sure things will iron themselves out in no time.”

Jade stayed with me until I was ready to head home. I could only hope my father was asleep. I had never stayed out past curfew, but this was for a good reason. I’d rather break a few small rules than have everything blow up and create a big argument that ruined my family. Shouting matches are no way to start a relationship with someone new in the house.

But of course I can never get off so easily.

Everything I was trying to avoid went down at midnight, and instilled in my mind just how pig-headed and unreasonable Harriet was. She wouldn’t listen to a word I said. Just hissed and spat about how I was grounded until I learned some respect for my elders. Granted, I know I didn’t leave the best first impression…but I wasn’t being so unreasonable. Just listen to what I have to say and respect that I’m a living being, not some doll to push around.

No…this relationship was not going to be a good one.

This entry was posted in Generation 1, Story and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s