Hello friends ^-^ So I hope no one else has already done this, but if they have, hopefully different people will get involved with this one! My idea is to make a HUGE Simblr Christmas card, with as many people featured on it as possible.
What you need to do:
1) Message me if…
omfg! that’s such a cute idea!
omg, I’m entering. c:
AWH yeah I wanna do this c:
"Sup." I turned away. If you couldn’t tell, I wasn’t in the mood to talk to her.
"Look," She crossed her arms. "I know your mad, and I’m sorry. I don’t know what I’m apologizing for, but I’m sorry. I just can’t see you like this Aries."
I looked up.
"What I mean is, I want you to find someone to talk about your problems. Someone who will listen. Someone special. Because, frankly, I hate seeing you bundle up your feelings."
I muttered. “I talk to Riley about things…”
"Yeah," Her eyebrows came together. "And where is she now? Lately she’s been a little absent and it’s taking a toll. On you, on us."
"James, you don’t know her like I do. Really, she’s not the reason why I’ve been acting up."
"You’re a terrible liar." Jayme frowned.
"Okay, I am not lying." I shuffled my feet.
"Whatever. The point is, you should probably find someone new to talk to." She paused. "The only way to get over someone, is finding someone else."
"Yeah, thanks for the unneeded advice." Our eyes met. Jayme looked as if she was thinking about this all night. Why did it all of a sudden bother her so much? She never cared before…
"James!" My dad called out. "Time to go."
"Don’t get too cozy with the ladies." I smirked.
"Oh shut up, Bubba." She rolled her eyes.
"Please don’t start calling me that again…"
"Yeah yeah." She smiled.
There was a loud honk from outside. “COME ON!”
"Oh don’t get your panties in a wad, Meg!" My mom shouted.
"I guess this is goodbye." Jayme’s shoulders lowered.
I stood up and opened my arms. “Enough with the sappy shit, you’re gonna make me cry.” I hugged her frail body. We both began to weep.
Dad… I really do hope you made the right decision.
After two bowls of cheesy chicken enchilada soup and a couple of sips of wine, (don’t worry, my mom insisted it should be watered down,) it was time for us to say goodbye. While Jayme and Noel got to leave this hellhole, I had to stay with my dad and his girlfriend. (I hope my earphones can tune out their nightly… Activities.) To be honest, I’d rather stay with my mom. Her house has this sense of peacefulness that doesn’t really bother me. I kinda like that kind of solitude. I’m not bothered by the trees around me, or my obnoxious sister, it’s just me, my bed, and my music. As for this place, it’s just one big mess. Take right now for an example. My mom and dad are still arguing. Meg and Noel are crying. How dramatic. As for my sister and Taryn… Wait… Where is she?
"Heya champ." Standing two feet in front of me, Jayme let out a weak smile.
"Fine," I tried to smile. "Are you and Dad…"
"Don’t worry about it. He’s just being… A butt."
"Mom, I’m not five. You can say ass." I chuckled.
Chase peeped from around the corner. “Ya’ll better not be talking about me cause I’ll throw some chili powder in your tacos.”
"Dad, I’m allergic to chili…"
"And I already ate…" My mom turned to him. "By the way, your meat’s burning."
"Fudgecakes!" My mom shouted. "I brought fudgecakes."
I let out a sigh. “Who here is totally fine with the F-word?” I looked around. Taryn and Jayme pulled apart from their kiss and raised there hands. Noel began to raise her hand, but was smacked down by her mother.
"Two adults and one teenager." My mom counted. "Majority rules. We win."
"Last time I checked, four was greater than three…"
"And last time I checked, I counted as two people and you counted as half a man, Chase Lang."
Man… My parents have so much sexual tension, it was almost a sin.
Right hurrrr C:
Arriving to a going away party should be extravagant, not some scene of a cheap soap opera. To my right, you had my sister making out with her girlfriend AND Megan gossiping. To my left you had my mom putting my dad on spot.
"Chase, this is such a bad idea." She paced the kitchen floor.
"Robin…" My dad whispered in hopes of lowering her voice.
"Why would you send her there?" His attempt failed. "Out of all places?!"
"Please, you’re startling Megan." He rubbed his temples. Dude, you shouldn’t of mentioned her.
"Who cares about what the bitch is feeling, she’s the one who suggested that stupid idea. Does she even know what happened there?"
"Robin, enough! You’re acting immature…" I could tell Chase was beginning to feel annoyed. He did the the same exact "shifting" as Jayme.
"Oh shut up Chase." She got really close to my dad and whispered something inaudible. My dad’s face turned pale. Oooh, was I sensing a threat?
"She’ll be okay… I promise." His voice almost cracked.
"If anything happens… I swear, you’re dead to me." With a swift turn of her heel, my mom faced me. "Hi, honey. How was your walk?"
"Is that seriously all you got from that?"
"No." Jayme shifted her body weight, aka, she was annoyed. "It’s just… You’re letting all of your anger out on me. I understand, you’re pissed, about something, but I don’t think you should be talking to me about this.”
I glared at her. “Jayme, get out of my face before I push you into dog shit.”
"Ooooh, my favorite." She smirked evilly. I rolled my eyes and began ascending up the stairs.
"Did mom at least bring cookies?" I asked.
"Chocolate chip." Jayme followed.