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Never Forever - Intro
Published Feb 11, 2016


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Frozen_Lemonade

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This supposed to be the first chapter, but It would be to large so I made first part as intro and the second part is going to be first chapter...enjoy....

!!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, Stroy telling school by Jamee and a lot of other CCs..So I'm really thankful for all of them....

Write, comment :)

This supposed to be the first chapter, but It would be to large so I made first part as intro and the second part is going to be first chapter...enjoy....

!!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, Stroy telling school by Jamee and a lot of other CCs..So I'm really thankful for all of them....

Write, comment :)
I will never fall in love with Phoenix Adams. I know what you're thinking. Everyone says that, or, how cliché, but I mean it. I will never fall for Phoenix Adams. Why, you might ask, do I feel the need to clarify that? Because everyone else seems to think we're destined to be together. Well, everyone besides us, but even he's cracked a few passes at me. Since our parents fell in love with each other in their younger years (very complicated, I know) and his older sister and my older brother got married three years ago, people seem to think that somehow Fate is pushing us to be together, like destiny or something. It wasn't like we were anything special. Phoenix didn't have the popularity his brother had once possessed. He had his group of friends, a platoon of worshippers, eyes that melted hearts and a smile that did many girls in. He was adored by many, but not for popularity, or anything. He wasn't on the football team, he spent most of his time reading, he was intelligent and—most of the time—annoyingly arrogant, and girls seemed to think that was even better than being some juiced-up quarterback with a line of heartbroken girls and many male enemies. I was one of those girls known for one reason.
Being weird.
It wasn't like I tried to be weird, or that I especially liked being weird. I wouldn't say it's all that great, or special. I'm just somebody who never conformed to the normal. I chose to wear colorful, quirky clothing instead of high heels, lip-gloss and an inappropriate, midriff-bearing tank top. I spoke very loudly and outgoing, did things most people probably wouldn't, and had a tendency to ramble for no plausible reason other than the fact that it was just an awkward reaction to uncomfortable situations.

Yeah, one of those girls.
"Miss Fordman. Miss Fordman. Hello?" I felt insistent tapping on my shoulder and in the distance a bunch of chuckles and giggles. I groaned and groggily opened my eyes, raising my head to meet a pair of frigid brown ones. Mr. Sorenson, my English Lit teacher. He gave me a wry smile that was anything but nice. "Good of you to finally join us, Miss Fordman. We're very sorry to interrupt your sleeping session, but unfortunately your raucous snoring is distracting the class. Perhaps you'd like to show mercy on us all and pay attention to the class, please." It wasn't like Mr. Sorenson was the worst teacher at this school, but let's just say he took his career very seriously. Somewhere in the mid-thirties range, he had unruly brown hair, wide-set eyes and a large forehead. He wasn't necessarily handsome, but he wasn't the ugliest person I'd ever met in my life. Of course, it wasn't like I couldn't understand why he was glaring at me angrily. I had just interrupted his class with my snoring. I'd been up late cramming for a biology test, and it seemed the effects were taking hold of me in my second-period class.
In my defense, this class was more boring than geometry, and that's saying something.
I apologized to the teacher, before attempting to focus on the work on the board as he continued with his lesson. I felt a tap on my shoulder, and turned to face my best friend. Leslie Carlisle had been my best friend since middle school, and we were so close we were like sisters. She was absolutely stunning, with blue eyes, curly very light mahogany-colored hair and tanned skin. She had straight white teeth, an athletic figure, and was slim and petite and small and fragile looking. She threw me a smile. "I tried to wake you before Mr. Sorenson came over, but it was too late. Sorry."

She grimaced, but I waved it away. "No worries. Wouldn't be the first time this has happened."
She made a face. "Studying again?" I rolled my eyes. "When am I not?" She turned back to the board, and I hurriedly scribbled down notes, when I felt another tap on my shoulder. With a sigh, I turned to the other side, to meet the cool gaze of Phoenix Adams. While Mr. Sorenson had had mercy on me when putting me next to Leslie on the seating chart—which I highly believe he sometimes regretted due to our noise—he had compensated for it by seating Phoenix Adams on my other side. Which left me with highly uncomfortable situations such as this one. "Dreaming about me?" Phoenix asked, an amused smirk taking over his face. I frowned. "What?" He dropped an innocent shrug. "Well, it's just, you were drooling, so I figured it had to have been a dream about me." I rolled my eyes. "You wish."

Great comeback, Ella, a voice snorted in my head, mocking me. You really showed him...
Obviously Phoenix thought the same thing as me, because he just snorted, rolled his eyes and turned back to whatever book he was currently immersed in. With a sigh, I continued working. When the bell finally rang, I hurried out of there, only to go face planting to the ground in front of everyone and landing painfully on my stomach. I let out a small groan. I stood and turned to see Phoenix staring down at me, a crimson blush staining his cheeks. His eyes were wide. "S—Sorry, Elle," he mumbled.

He was the only one who ever called me Elle. Normally people just called me Ella. Oh, and I can never forget my most popular nickname, Weird chick But for some reason he called me Elle. I had once minded, and tried to break him from the habit, but he had become obsessed with calling me Elle, and I had grown used to it.
"Jesus, watch we're you're going," I cried, feting a blush come on as some people continued to giggle at the sight before them. "Let me help you. It was an accident" he mumbled. I stood and dusted off my shirt. "Yeah, well next time watch out before you barrel into people like that," I said, before peevishly walking off at an annoyed gait, longing to get as far away from Phoenix Adams as possible. Pain still throbbed in several parts of my body, but I tried to ignore it as I walked to my locker to grab my third period book. "Are you okay?" Leslie asked, appearing beside me. I shoved in my English book and grabbed out my chemistry one, turning to Leslie. "I'm in pain, but I'm not dead," I assured with a smile. "I'll be fine, Les."

"Okay," she said. "So, chemistry next, huh?"

I nodded with a shrug and an eyeroll. "Yeah."
"Joy," she said sarcastically. I nodded in agreement. "Joy." Find out what will happen with Ella and Phoenix in first chapter.....Thanks for reading :)

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