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Never Forever - CH1
Published Feb 15, 2016


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Here we go... First chapter.. Read Never Forever-intro if you haven't ...

!!I dont own anything, Sims is owned by EA, and I used a lot of CCs and photo editors that are not mine, and etc....!!!

I used some of base sims from Eliisesims and Novie, party house is peskimus Dimensions (I changed it a bit so It could fit to all that party theme) and there are a lot of other CCs..So I'm really thankful for all of them....

I made the main house....

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Here we go... First chapter.. Read Never Forever-intro if you haven't ...

!!I dont own anything, Sims is owned by EA, and I used a lot of CCs and photo editors that are not mine, and etc....!!!

I used some of base sims from Eliisesims and Novie, party house is peskimus Dimensions (I changed it a bit so It could fit to all that party theme) and there are a lot of other CCs..So I'm really thankful for all of them....

I made the main house....

Write, comment :)
It hadn't always been this way. In fact, I think there was even a time that Phoenix and I got along. Of course, at that time I seriously questioned my mental stability, but there had been a time that Phoenix Adams and I had been friends, shocking as it may sound. And then high school came, and I learnt that female company was much more enjoyable. For once, I could gossip about boys and not get disgusted looks, they kept their room a lot cleaner, and they didn't have a plethora of nasty comebacks and snarky comments. Of course our parents (not to mention siblings) had not been happy about us splitting from our friendship, but it happened, and I didn't regret it for a second. I met Leslie and some of my other friends, and Phoenix went off and met his own friends and read. We were as happy separately as we had once been together. "Ella, come down here! Marley and Noah are here!" a voice suddenly called up, and I leaped out of bed, instantly recognizing my mother's voice. I went to the living room, where Marley and Noah stood. At twenty-four and twenty-five, they looked very young and happy, both with a glow about them. They held tightly their first-born baby, only 20 months old. tiny and cute. "Mar, Noah!" I said, enveloping them in a loose hug so I wouldn't hurt the baby. I leant down to her head now. "How's my favorite little niece?" I asked. "She's great," Marley said with a happy smile. "She missed her Auntie Ella."

I held out my hand. "Can I have a hold?"
Marley passed her over effortlessly, and I held baby Sage tightly. I had no idea how Phoenix was in any way, shape or form related to a sweet girl like Marley, but somehow they came from the same gene pool, which continually surprised me.
Just then the door opened, to reveal Phoenix standing there in a plaid shirt and jeans, his hair mussed.
"I heard my favorite sister and brother-in-law were here," Phoenix said with a smile. "Did you bring Sage?" Marley smiled affectionately at her brother. "She's with Ella now." Marley and Noah had really made something of themselves. When they married fresh out of college, Noah became an architect and Marley became an event's planner. I hadn't seen Marley's twin, Jake, in a couple months since he was on holidays with his wife, Ciara, and their triplets Jem, Brie and Chris in Hawaii, but I hoped to catch up with them soon. Phoenix approached me with a tentative smile, before looking at Sage. "Can I get a hold?" he asked politely, and I unwillingly handed her over. Somehow I was slightly jealous with how lightly he handled Sage. I left him to it, and returned to my brother and his wife. We made idle small talk for a while, and I just enjoyed spending time with my family.

When Sage began to cry, Marley took her off Phoenix and left to go feed her, taking along with her all of the others, who dispersed to do things and regroup back in ten minutes, which resultantly meant I was stuck with Phoenix for the duration of that time.
I checked my phone, tapped my foot, shifted, until eventually, my rambling came out and decided it would be a great time to start conversation. "Wow, this is really awkward," I began, faking a laugh. Already I wished I could stop talking, but my mouth had different plans. "Look, things are always awkward whenever we're left alone, and I think we should at least say something to each other, before the silence becomes too much and I get driven insane. I don't know if you could clinically declare me as insane, but I'd be pretty close, so please, for the love of God, talk before I lose my mind." He looked at me through his lashes, and thought for a minute. "So, you going to the party tomorrow night?" I sighed. "Yes. Yeah, I am. Leslie's dragging me to it." He nodded and looked around. I felt it bubbling up inside of me, but suppressed the rambling. I'd already made the moment more uncomfortable for Phoenix, and though I really didn't like him, I wanted to at least cut the poor guy a break. I was pretty hard to keep up with at times, and I didn't want to overload his brain with useless babble. "So..." he said, trailing off. The tension pressed down on us. "See any good movies recently?"
I thought about the films I'd last watched, before shaking my head. "Nope."
He shifted back and forth. "Okay. Any good music?"
"Nope."
"Anything good at all?"
"Nope."
He stayed silent then, obviously deciding silence was the best antidote for this awfully awkward problem. Despite my quirky choices in the clothing department, it seemed I was actually a pretty boring person to talk to. I felt kinda sorry to Phoenix for sticking around instead of moving off into the other room. "Doing anything over the weekend?" Phoenix asked.
"The party. Maybe go shopping or see a movie with Leslie. Clean. Study. What about you?"
He shrugged. "I'll read." Well, he didn't need to tell me that. I could've just guessed that. It was kind of a given. "Maybe hang with some of my friends. I don't know."
I nodded. "Okay. Cool."
After about another two minutes of silence, Phoenix began whistling under his breath, stuffing his hands in his pockets and swaying back and forth, his eyes roaming around my foyer. It had been a long time since I'd last been forced to spend time with Phoenix, and this was so awkward I would rather do anything than this. "Got a boyfriend yet?" Phoenix asked.
I shook my head. "No. I think some of the guys at school are too scared to even glance my way. Got a girlfriend?"
He snorted. "Hardly likely."
I frowned. "What do you mean?"

He shrugged. "I'm pretty much in the same boat as you, my friend. I don't think any girl would really want to go out with me."
I looked at him with wide eyes. "Are you kidding, Phoenix? Half the girls at school are in love with you!" He chuckled. "Good one, Elle."
"I'm... I'm serious," I stumbled, taken aback. "Lots of girls like you."
"Whatever."
We stayed in silence, and I wanted to punch a wall or something, just to pass time. Where was everyone else? How long did it take to feed and change a baby? Was the food somewhere in Switzerland, or something? Were the diapers being imported from Canada? "How's Leslie?" Phoenix asked, obviously feeling as awkward as me.

"She's fine," I answered. "How's Seth?" I asked, referring to his best friend, a tall, blonde boy who was handsome and sweet and nice: the opposite of Phoenix.
"Fine," he replied, and I pulled out my phone again. This was ridiculous. Was time teaming up against me and trying to trap me here forever? Finally Marley and Sage and Noah and everyone else came back out, and we soon left to go and chat and eat and socialize. Mostly Phoenix just sat on a couch and read his novel. He wasn't the most social guy, and he seemed completely oblivious to his surroundings when he read, which was something I'd never known he did before, until I got close enough to see how much attention he paid each sentence, as if they were precious gold he was mining for. After everyone said goodbye and finally left, I went up to my room and got ready for bed. Tomorrow was Friday, which is just about the only thing a teenager wants to think during the week. But it was also the party. I wasn't really much of the partying type, but I always got wrangled into parties by Leslie (don't ask me how I scored invitations; being the weird chick and all) and I always attended, had a few drinks, danced and loosened up. There were worse ways to spend a Friday night. But little did I know what I was in for that particular Friday night party. And little did I know that I'd never be the same again. "How do I always get dragged into this?" I asked Leslie as we stepped through the large door of Trenton Manners mini-mansion and into a room filled with sweaty gyrating bodies and loud, thumping music that rattled every piece of china on the family's display cabinet. It was Friday night, and we had come here with an open invitation, seeking a way to relax from a highly-strung week of school. Parties were the best way to loosen up. My best friend looked over at me with a sheepish smile. "Because I drag you into it," she reminded me with a hundred-watt smile. I gave her a look. "Oh, yeah. That's right. Thanks for that, by the way."
She shrugged. "That's what best friends are for."
As we walked further into the clumping mass, we headed straight for the makeshift bar, and got two smoothies. I watched the guy pour it into the cup suspiciously, making sure he didn't slip anything into the drinks. When he handed them back without seeming the least bit distrustful, I took the drink and took a big swig. It tasted like natural smoothie, so I think I was safe. We moved into the crowds, and started dancing. Soon Leslie got whisked away into the crowd, and I was left dancing with some boy whom I had never met before. Maybe he went to school and just stayed away from me before this day, or maybe he went to the Institute for Boys down the road. Either way he was unfamiliar. He wasn't the cutest guy I'd ever met, but his boyish features and long black hair made him very handsome. He introduced himself as Paul, and he seemed fairly open and sincere. Nothing about him raised any alarm bells. The rest of the night was a swirling mess of images and blurs and echoes, as it normally was at a party. I remember more smoothies and cokes. There was some outrageous dancing and some talking and socializing. Loud music, laughing, pranking and fun. If it was relaxation and loosening up that I was after, then I had definitely found it. There is one part of the night that I remember all too well, though. It was the one encounter with Phoenix Adams that I had that night. The one encounter that changed everything. By the time we ran into each other, we were both quite tired. We were enough happy, relaxed but tired to forget our hatred towards each other, and by the end of the night we were laughing as loud as everyone else, falling all over each other, playing stupid bottle games like Never Have I Ever and Truth or Dare, and just being normal teenagers, as well as acting like best buds. In fact, it was a bottle game that first brought this whole encounter together.
Spin the Bottle, to be exact.
We all sat in a circle—it was myself, Phoenix, Leslie, another girl called Gina, and a few guys I vaguely recognized from school—and we had a bottle placed between us. I sat cross-legged on the carpet, feeling light-headed and pleasantly out-of-it. "Alright, it's Phoenix's turn to spin the bottle," one of the guys, Erick, I believe his name was, announced with a chuckle. "Go ahead, bro." With absolutely no reservation or hesitation, he reached out and spun the bottle. It spun around and around like a whirligig, reflecting all different colors around the cramped bedroom, like a disco ball.
And whom would it happen to land on?
Myself, of course. Who else? Cliffhanger......Thanks for reading, next chapter is comming really soon....

...This supposed to be some love scene, but they are really hard to work with because they are always fighting on the set..

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#1AmyDollarFeb 17, 2016

Interesting \:\)

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