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FINALLY! Here's the next part! My game got to the point where it wouldn't run until I got a new graphics card. I've got one now, and enjoying playing the game again. This one is a little short, but this is where I wanted the part to end.
I loved writing this part. I've had it planned for so long, and I couldn't wait to get it down. It's a little mushy, so all you action lovers and marshmellow haters, beware! Here we go!
Thanks all the CC makers. I can't list everything individually, but kudos to: TSR, SAU, PeggyZone, XM Sims, NoukieSims, SIMcredible Designs, and LianaSims2.
I loved writing this part. I've had it planned for so long, and I couldn't wait to get it down. It's a little mushy, so all you action lovers and marshmellow haters, beware! Here we go!
Thanks all the CC makers. I can't list everything individually, but kudos to: TSR, SAU, PeggyZone, XM Sims, NoukieSims, SIMcredible Designs, and LianaSims2. "So, you guys, how does it feel to be teenagers?" Mom asks.
We are all sitting in the restaurant, satisfied after our meal. The reviews online were absolutely correct: This is a fantastic place.
I look around me. The restaurant is decorated in beiges, creams, and pale greens. The decor is lovely, creating a warm and friendly enviornment.
I sigh with contentment. I couldn't have asked for a better birthday. My eyes stray to Carter. He is studying the table. My heart goes beserk. Laura couldn't be right, could she? I don't like him. He can't stand me, and sometimes I can't stand him. Certainly I can feel nothing more than tolerance for that guy, right? "It's great, really it is. I feel so mature!" Laura giggles. I laugh.
"Yeah right, Laura. I'm not sure you'll ever grow up! That's a compliment by the way," I say, grinning.
She smiles back. "Can't say the same for you, little-miss-smarty-pants. You grew up before you were even born!" The banter continues playfully. I don't know how I lived before without people to fool around with, be young with. "Laura's right though," I say after the laughter dies down. "It feels so cool to be grown up. My outlook is so different." Unconsciously, my eyes drift to Carter. He catches my eye and does a half smile. Yes, a smile! I blush furiously and look away.
"Yeah, I agree," Carter says quietly. "I feel like a different person." He sighs. "That's why I feel I must apologize. I've been rude and arrogant ever since I got here. No way to say thanks, for sure!" He laughs dryly. "So I'm sorry. Please forgive me for being a jerk."
There is silence. No one knows what to say. "Well, Carter, thanks for saying that. We understood where you were at, and your feelings weren't entirely in order. It's really no biggie. The past is the past, and we can't do a thing about it." Dad leans back and slaps his palm on the table. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm ready to check out the dance floor." We pay the bill and rise to our feet. Across the hall, we enter the darkened dancing room. It's a warm room, and there is wide windows displaying the ocean in all its glory. The room's decor isn't loud, but is energetic.
Mom and Dad fall into their own rhythm by one of the windows. They aren't good dancers, and I find myself giggling as they try and act cool. Mom sticks her tongue out at me and grins, returning to her dancing. I walk over to one of the windows and press my fingers to the cool glass. The waves are crashing onto the shore, and it is a beautiful sight. I feel Carter's presence beside me.
"It's gorgeous isn't it?" He asks, his voice low and husky. I nod wordlessly. We stand in comfortable silence, watching the waves crest and dump onto the sand, leaving wet marks. "Fawn, I feel I should apologize to you individually. I've been more rude to you than anyone." He swallows and shakes his head. "Truthfully, I think I was jealous of you. You have a complete family, and seem to have it all together. You had everything I didn't; everything I wanted."
My heart jumps. I never knew he felt this way. I had just thought I bothered him.
"Carter, I'm sorry! I wish you had talked to me about this," I say, looking in his eyes.
"I know. But I'm not one for talking, and my feelings turned into hatred for someone I didn't even know. While you and Laura were getting ready, I had a real heart-to-heart with myself. And I realized I don't hate you. I just was envious." He smiles softly and looks at me. "I'm sorry. Please, Fawn, forgive me. I want to be your friend. I couldn't bear to lose out on a person as good as you." He laughs. "Look at me, making an utter fool of myself."
"Hey, it's okay. We all do sometime," I say, my stomach doing flips. "Care to dance?" he asks. I nod, and we fall into some sort of trance. All I see is him, and the rest of, well, everything fades away. I lose track of time until my little world is broken by footsteps. "You guys look like you're having fun!" Laura walks over. Carter clears his throat.
"I'm going to get a drink. Be right back." He turns his back and walks away. Laura winks at me.
"So much for not going after my brother!" She giggles. My face and ears flush.
"Oh, come on. Not this again!" I groan.
"Yes, this again! You so like him! When will you give in and let yourself realize that?" She says, playing exasperation. Carter returns and Laura walks away, with one last wink over her shoulder. I shake my head and turn my attention to Carter.
"I was thinking," He begins. My heart flutters. "Let's try something new, okay?" He grabs my hand and leads me to a secluded area of the room, away from all the dancing bodies.
"Carter, what are you doing?" I ask quietly.
"You ever waltzed before?" He asks, still holding my hand. I shake my head. "Alright, I'm going to teach you!" He places my hand on his shoulder, and his on my waist. "Okay, now grab my other hand," He says. I reach up, then hesitate before our skin touches. "Hey, don't worry, I won't bite!" I take his hand, wondering at this new Carter, making jokes and smiling.
He begins to whisper instructions and we begin slowly. Left foot forward, right foot to the right, right foot back, left foot left, then repeat. We fall into rhythm and begin turning at the same time. The room spins around me and I'm lost. "See, it's not that bad, is it? You're doing great!" Carter encourages me. Our steps are in sync, our bodies moving exactly together. "Hey, kids, we oughta go!" Mom's voice carries over the room. I step away from Carter reluctantly.
"That was nice, Fawn, thank you," Carter says.
"No, thank you. I learned how to waltz!" I laugh. "Where did you learn?"
His face falls slightly. "My mom taught me. We used to do it all the time when we were bored." He swallows hard, the raw pain evident in his eyes. I smile, one side of my mouth lifting slightly.
"That's sweet, Carter." I say. We look at each other for one more minute, then leave the room slowly, our arms brushing just a tiny bit. I crash into bed that night, exhausted, yet bursting with happiness. There is a newfound joy in me, along with something that I've never felt before.
Could it be love?
I know for sure that there is something about Carter that attracts me, more than I can say. I'll just have to decide what to do with it. I sleep in the next morning, and by the time I'm up, Mom is already serving pancakes to the rest of the family. I enter the kitchen, yawning.
"Morning, peeps," I say, walking over to the table.
Then I notice two things. One is unmistakable. The smile on Carter's face. I laugh to myself at the sudden tranformation. This is not the guy that used to give me the constant cold shoulder. I wonder what caused the sudden change. The other is his hair.
"Hey, dude, what happened to your hair?" I joke. He looks at me, still grinning.
"Your mom did it. Blame her if you don't like it." He runs his fingers gently through the waves. "You do like it don't you?"
My heart quickens, and for the zillionth time, I wonder if Laura is right. Maybe there is more than friendship to our relationship.
"Of course!" I say, sitting down at the table. We turn our attention back to our meals, lively conversation floating through the air. I marvel at how much has changed in the past couple days. But I need to know if there is something going on between me and Carter.
As we come into the front hall after school, I grab his arm. "Hey, Carter, can we talk for a second?"
Something flickers in his eyes that I can't identify, but he nods.
"About last night, I-" "Have you been worrying about that all day?" He asks, laughing. I blush.
"Well, not really, but..." He looks as if he doesn't believe me. "Okay, maybe I have," I say, sheepishly.
"Look, Fawn, I don't want you to fret about us. I think we'll take things as they come." I furrow my brow, slightly confused. "Look," he says, clasping his hands in front of him. "You and I both know that there's something between us. It's undeniable." My cheeks flush furously to hear him speak so openly.
"I'm assuming Laura told you about our discussion with your parents. We are so grateful to Mitch and Hanna, but we just don't feel right being a part of the family. We're more like permanent houseguests." I giggle at this analogy. He continues. "I don't want to freak you out or anything, but I must say, this arrangement leaves us clear to carry any relationship we want. There aren't the boundaries of family bonds or anything."
I nod cautiously. "You're right." Carter cocks his head, and it appears he wants to say something more. "What's wrong?" I ask. He shakes his head abruptly.
"Nothing. Nothing." He says, grinning. I roll my eyes.
"When will I ever understand you?" I say, exasperated. He laughs, and hugs me. "Oh you will. Eventually."
Over his shoulder, I grin. This feels right. Maybe I'm taking things a little too fast, but there's this inkling in my heart that this is where I belong, and this will not be the last time Carter takes me in his arms. That's it for this part! Hopefully it wasn't too short, too mushy, or whatever. Please comment! I know that sounds... arrogant and whatnot, but I really like to hear what people think! Thanks for reading. TTFN! (Ta Ta For Now!)
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On Mar 25, 2008 wrote:
Awww so cute! It's weird that Carter was so outspoken when Fawn pulled him aside. I think it's good he lightening up a bit more. Good job.
On Mar 25, 2008 varrnas wrote:
I liked this part, I think the pace of their relationship is good, and personally I have had someone be that outspoken before, so its not all that strange! It can be quite comforting... Good part can't wait for the next one!
On Mar 25, 2008 Srecana wrote:
nice story!
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On Apr 17, 2008 civetinja wrote:
Thanks for sharing !
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On May 1, 2008 qvisn wrote:
What a change around, i dont think it was too mushy and your writing is so poetic, i love it. Thank you for sharing your wonderful talent.
On Jun 13, 2008 arc1801 wrote: