Chapter 8; Complete

After I had finally put all my trust back into Blake he decided to go and pull another stunt, this time by skipping school.  I had a gotten a call that he had never showed up at school a few days after his curfew trick and I was very upset.  Blake's education was very important to me as a mother because I wanted him to grow up to be successful, apparently Blake didn't want that though.  Blake wanted to do what he wanted, just like I had when I first moved to Sunset Valley.  Could I blame him?  It did seem that Cyclon3 and I had been putting a lot of pressure on him about his grades and school work, after living under the tyranny of my parents as a kid I guess I knew how he felt.  I decided that I would let the school punish him and hopefully he'd learn his lesson that way.

He was forced to stay extra late and fix the boiler room at school the next day.  He came home exhausted and I figured he'd learned his lesson, especially since I made sure that he stayed up even later to finish all of his homework.

Miranda had grown into a beautiful woman.  She was trying to find a house of her own but for the time being she continued living here with us.  I really dreaded the day when Miranda would move out.  I didn't want to see any of my babies leave, but I was confident that me and Cyclon3 had raised them well and they would be fine out on their own.

Blake joined Miranda in adulthood not long after.  He was now free to do whatever he wanted and he could be as rebellious as he wanted as well.

Unlike Miranda however, Blake bought the first available house he found and didn't hesitate to move out.  I hated watching him leave, but he wanted freedom so badly.  I guess he didn't feel he was completely able to do whatever he wanted under my roof.  I just really hoped that Blake would make the right decisions in life.

On a brighter note, I had earned another promotion and only had one left to go before my dreams were complete.  It was amazing looking back at how far I had come since my first promotion in that old house of mine.

One of the many benefits of being a minor celebrity was that I got invited to lots of parties and there was hardly any papparazzi following me.  I really liked being invited to so many parties, but my favorite had to be Miraj Alvi's party because Vj Alvi was the one who made me famous in the first place and it was nice to go back and hang out with the people that made this all possible.  I could not thank them enough for making me such a successful author.

The best benefit of stardom was definitely getting paid to go to dance clubs.  Ten years ago I would have certainly never imagined that people would be paying me to party, I also would have never thought that all of my hopes wishes would be coming a reality.

Ten years ago I would have never thought that I would have accomplished my dream.  Ever since I was six I had wanted to be a Star News Anchor, now I had made that dream come true.  Yes, I had earned my last promotion.  My life was now complete.

I had an absolutely amazing husband.

I had been blessed with three beautiful and brilliant children.

I was living in my dream house.

My books were very successful and I had become famous because of them.

 

And I had accomplished my dream.  I couldn't ask for a better life.

Note- Blake, Miranda, and Mitchell will most likely be uploaded to the sims 3 exchange soon, I'll be sure to post the links somewhere on here once they're ready for download.

Chapter 7; Fame, Success, and Bad Apples

A few days after going to back to work I had gotten yet another promotion.  All of that hard work on maternity leave must have paid off.  That left only 3 more promotions.  My dream was so close but yet so far.

But the happiness of my promotion was short lived when I had recieved a call later that day telling me that Simis had passed away.  The news hit me like a bullet.  I was speechless.  My boss, and best friend, was gone.  All of the celebration of my promotion was sucked out of me faster than a vacuum.

To make matters even worse Cyclon3 had gotten a call as well informing him of the death of Victoria Andrews, one of Cyclon3's best friends.  Cyclon3 and I were very quiet for the rest of the night.  We tried to act lively and happy so we wouldn't concern our children but it wasn't easy and they saw through our masks.  It was so hard to believe that our best friends had both passed away today.

Blake celebrated his birthday a few days after we recieved the tragic news.  The atmosphere of our home was still sad so it wasn't a very happy birthday, it was quiet and awkward.

Even Mitch grew up. 

Miranda insisted that Blake get a job with her at the bookstore.  He was excited about working with his older sister, as they were still very good friends.  It amazed me at how grown up my babies were.  I was very proud of them.

Age had even caught up with me and I had grown a full head of grey hair.  I was now an official 'old lady'. 

Over the next few days I had noticed that Blake was starting to become a bit of a rebel.  He was skipping out on his homework, and I had even overhead some of his phone calls with his friends about skipping school. 

Though one particular night we decided it was the final straw.  The day had started out great, I had even earned another promotion!  However Blake decided it would be a good idea to go to a club on that school night.

It doesn't sound that bad, but he had missed his father's birthday.  We also we had no idea where Blake was and we were going crazy calling his friends and trying to track him down.

He ended up getting caught by a cop for being out past curfew and taken back home.  Cyclon3 and I were beyond disappointed in him.  Cyclon3 was more furious with him though.

Cyclon3 did not hesitate to let him know and as soon as Blake got home he unleashed his wrath.  Blake was to be grounded for a long, long time. 

Blake ran to his room and slammed his door so hard that the walls shook.  Cyclon3 felt horrible for being so hard on him, but Blake had to learn his lesson and it was only for the best.  We couldn't have our kids running around, partying, and getting arrested all the time now could we?

The next day the house was so silent and full of tension that I had to escape.  Vj Alvi had been interested in some of the books I had written and he made me an offer I couldn't refuse.  Since Vj was rather famous around Sunset Valley, he was willing to help get the word around about my books and earn me some extra money and fame.  I was ecstatic about finally getting some of the appreciation I deserved for my hard work!

When I got home Blake had approached me uneasily.

     "Hey mom, look I'm real sorry about last night."

     "Thanks, I appreciate it but I don't think I'm the one you should be apologizing to," I said, gesturing towards Cyclon3 in the other room.

     "Err, right," he looked down at his feet and reluctantly began walking towards his father.

I was happy to see Blake taking responsibility for his actions and apologizing to us.  He really wasn't a bad kid, he just made a mistake and wanted to have a little fun.  Cyclon3 accepted his apology and the two began to talk like they normally did.

Mitch had celebrated yet another birthday and joined his siblings in teenhood.  It was sad to see my last baby grow up.  He got a job at the book store just like his older brother and sister.

I hadn't noticed what fitness nuts my children were.  Blake and Miranda liked to jog every morning and work out by the TV.  It was good to see them concerned about their fitness.

Mitch was the real athlete of the family though.  He loved to play catch and work out and he was constantly telling me about how he planned to become a famous athlete when he grew up.  I really hoped he would achieve his dreams too, just like I had.

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Chapter 6; A Family Grows

Blake was much more of a handful than Miranda was.  He would constantly wake Cyclon3 and I up in the middle of the night with his loud cries.  I loved him to death but I would really enjoy some sleep for once.  Being a mother was not an easy job and Miranda and Blake always kept me on my toes.

Blake's birthday arrived very quickly, and I hated seeing my baby boy grow up so fast.  With my two fantastic children growing up at this rate, it got me thinking, one more baby wouldn't hurt.  It sounded crazy in my head, but this family just didn't feel complete yet.

Blake was an adorable toddler, he had inherited a nice mixture of me and Cyclon3's genes just like Miranda had.  I could tell he was going to be handsome when he grew up.

Cyclon3 had not hesitated to teach Blake the basic skills of life.  Miranda had already learned all of her skills.  That gave us plenty of time to just focus on teaching Blake what he needed to know.

I had even managed to convince Cyclon3 into having one more child.  We were both very excited about being parents once more.

Soon it was Miranda's birthday again.  I was so proud of what a brilliant little girl Miranda was.  I had confidence that she would be a very well behaved straight A student once she started school.

Of course she was a beautiful girl, but she was starting to resemble me a bit more than Cyclon3.  She definitely had his eyes though.

Miranda started school the next day and she was extremely excited about it, like most young children. I offered her a ride to school but she declined and took the bus instead.  Most children are scared to death about starting school but apparently Miranda was too brave.  She didn't seem nervous at all in fact!

I went into labor at the worst time that day.  Cyclon3 was at work and Miranda was at school so it was just me and Blake.  I quickly called up a baby sitter and rushed myself to the hospital.  I had done this before so I was a lot calmer this time around.

It wasn't long before we welcomed baby Mitchell into the Grey family.  Unfortunately we didn't have an extra bedroom for Mitchell but Blake was fine with sharing his.  He was happy to have a little brother, as was Miranda.  I was even happier to have a baby in the family again.

Miranda was very responsible and independent.  She did all of her school work without being told and she always cleaned up after herself.  She was a very well mannered young woman.  I hoped she acted this way once she became a teenager.

Cyclon3 had managed to earn enough money at work to help pay for this lovely addition to our house.  A nice new living room set since our last one was stolen by a burglar.  We also made sure to buy a burglar alarm.

Miranda always brought friends over from school, she was quite the social butterfly.  I found it rather strange this time though that Miranda's friend Nichol was wearing the exact same thing as Miranda.  It was cute, but odd.

I was beginning to get very stir crazy from being stuck inside the house on maternity leave for so long and Cyclon3 suggested taking me out for dinner at the Bistro.  I was more than happy to accept that offer, it had been a long time since we had the chance to spend some time alone together.

Sadly Mitchell couldn't stay a baby forever, and he grew up.  He bore a strong resemblance to Cyclon3.  Cyclon3 was so happy to have a son that looked just like him.  My family was growing too quickly for me to keep up!

Even Blake had celebrated his birthday.  He still appeared to be a mix of me and Cyclon3.  He was a little more carefree and laid back than Miranda.

Blake got along very well with his sister and the two loved to play tag together.  It amazed me at how well my children got along.  Not many siblings get along like mine do.

Miranda grew into a beautiful teenage girl who looked even more like me than before.  She got a part-time job as a Bookstore Clerk almost as soon as she was old enough.  Words cannot express how proud I am of that child.  She's amazing in every way, just like all of my children.

But after my very long maternity leave, I had to get back to work.  I was so happy to be back and working again.  I still needed those four promotions before my life was complete.