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The Road Less Traveled
Published Feb 2, 2013


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Hey guys I'm back. I want to apologize for my last story. Sims killed itself in the middle of the story and I never felt like reviving it. I hope you all enjoy this new story. I want to actually finish one and I think this might be it.

Thanks to all the CC Creators that are featured in my story, without your artistic style this story wouldn't be the same.

Thanks once again and enjoy.

Hey guys I'm back. I want to apologize for my last story. Sims killed itself in the middle of the story and I never felt like reviving it. I hope you all enjoy this new story. I want to actually finish one and I think this might be it.

Thanks to all the CC Creators that are featured in my story, without your artistic style this story wouldn't be the same.

Thanks once again and enjoy.
“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -- I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.”
-Robert Frost

Riley walked slyly down the halls of Lincoln High School trying as hard as possible to get out of the school unnoticed. Everything was cracked or dusty. The sun didn’t seem to shine into the building very much anymore. Dreary was the nicest word you could use to describe it. She got to the side doors and her heart leapt, she had never once made it out of the school without being caught.
“Miss. Nelson?”
She grimaces and turns around slowly only to see Jessica Auburn, one of her favorite students standing behind her. Her cold look melts into one of delight. “What can I do for you Jess?”
Jess was a shy girl with a great aptitude for art. Riley knew one day she would be famous, but that wouldn’t be until she got up her confidence and tried a little harder to have friends. Jess was a loner, her only friend seemed to be her art teacher. Riley knew that feeling though, she couldn’t punish her for that.
“Is your classroom open?”
Riley smiles, “Isn’t it always? But don’t you want to go to lunch?”
Jess shakes her head. She doesn’t talk to anyone, she wouldn’t even talk to her parents unless they forced her to. The only person she had real conversations with was Riley. This was a blessing and a curse, since Jess’s family donated quite a lot of money to the art program, but at the same time loathed her for being able to communicate with their daughter better than they could.
“Okay,” Riley sighs. “I’ll see you 7th period.”
Jess nods in response and turns down the hallway. Riley turns back to the door and goes out into the crisp spring air. Funny how dead it was inside, but lively it is out here. Waiting on the side of the street is Chrissie, looking impatient as per usual. She sees her friend walking towards her and says, “Try to take longer next time, since we have no much free time for lunch.” “Shut up, grumpy. What did your bacteria not turn pink?” She says meeting up with her. They turn and walk down the street.
“They were supposed to turn orange, and they did, before I spilt them all over the floor of the lab.”
Riley can only hold her laughter back for a few seconds. No matter how old Chrissie got she still was the clumsiest person Riley knew. That was saying something considering the fact that all her students were awkward teenagers. They went down the coffee shop and bought themselves lunch.
The girls had bought lunch at the coffee shop on Friday afternoons since they were fourteen years old. No matter what was happening in their lives they made a pact to come here every Friday. While there had been boyfriends included at some points they were always here, rain or shine. Even when they had fights they still showed up to eat, chewing silently, shooting each other angry looks until one got tired to being angry and apologized. Nothing had changed since they were fourteen. That was the thing about this town, everything was stuck. Everybody was either scraping by or extremely wealth. And the wealthy didn’t try to help out the community. So everything was broken and old, except for the Country Clubs and Tennis Courts. Riley and Chrissie talked for a little while before the entire café was interrupted by a man coming into the shop, booming over the telephone. “Yes Mr. Patterson, oil. Right under the ground just like you expected!” Riley’s head snaps up. She watches the man, who is middles aged and balding walk up the the barista.
“Stop staring,” Chrissie hisses at her friend.
Riley waves her off though. She wants to hear where the oil was found. “Of course, I already found a building to set up post. The town seems,” He lowers his voice. He whispers something into the receiver and then fixes the volume. “Of course, sir. No problems thus far, I’ll be applying for a drilling permit in the morning. Nobody seems to go there. Secluded area, a lake, nothing we can’t fix.” Riley’s heart stops. “Did you hear that?”
Chrissie has her head in her hands. “I tried not to.”
“They can’t mine there can they?”
Her friend looks at her sadly. She doesn’t have to say anything. Her eyes are apologizing and telling her to leave it at the same time. That was the biggest difference between Chrissie and Riley, Riley was a doer while Chrissie liked to watch.
So Chrissie wasn’t surprised when her friend ignored her silent pleas and got up to confront the man. “Excuse me sir, what location have you found oil?”
The man turns to look at the girl. “Just a small area of woods up at the edge of town. Don’t worry, you won’t even know we are here.”
Before Riley could express her concern the man had gotten his coffee and walked out. Riley was stuck in her position, trying and failing to calm herself down. Chrissie finished off her lunch and got up to get her friend back to her job. She grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the café.
“They are going to destroy Friedman’s Park.” Riley said suddenly as they approached the school.
“I know it is going to be hard but you have to let this one go. This isn’t some stupid parking lot, Riley. This is a multi-billion dollar company. They’ve done this so many times. You won’t be able to go up against them.”
“They can’t take that Park away from me.”
“Riley…”
“No,” She says. “I won’t let them take it without a fight.”
And that is the end. I hope you have enjoyed my story. Please rate and comment if you feel so compelled. Have a great day, see you next time.

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#1kanzenFeb 3, 2013

finally! a different kind of story! good job :3
I'll wait for the next chapter

#2The LadybugFeb 16, 2013

I flippin love tht dress :-3

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