Back to Pleasantview (2)
Published Nov 20, 2009

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Here's part 2. Thank you all for the feedback on the first part :) Enjoy!

Here's part 2. Thank you all for the feedback on the first part :) Enjoy! Full moon was smiling coldly, creating long, scary shadows everywhere around us when we finally reached our destination - the Goth manor. Unwillingly, I got out of the car. Cold wind hit me right to my face, making me blink my eyes. I stared at the house. This was supposed to be my new home. I wiped away the tears that had nothing to do with the cruel wind. "Audrey, could you help me with these bags?" my father called.
Leave those bags, Dad, please let's go back home, I wanted to tell him. I didn't.
Instead of that I walked back to the car to get my things. Dad had said that everything we needed was here already, so I had only packed my most important things. There weren't many of them. I wished I had taken more clothes, though. It was freezing. Was it always so cold here in Pleasantview?
To make it worse, the wind blew again, more strongly this time, making everything that should be lifeless move in a creepy way. The moon was still smiling in the sky.
I hurried to get inside.
The house was cold. And dark. Dad was running around with a smile on his face, turning on the lights. He looked excited. He looked...happy. I sighed.
How hadn't I noticed how miserable he had been in Bluewater Village? I'll never let him call me "observant" again.
Mathilda had given him a divorce so easily. It all had happened so fast. And now, here we were...
"Dee, why are you standing there like this?" Dad asked, interrupting my thoughts. "Go, choose yourself a room. Any room you like."
"But Dad, when they come back - " I started, but he didn't let me finish. He turned his back on me and went to the living room.
I followed him there.
"We already talked about that, Audrey. This house used to be my home. And Alexander knows we're here. There's absolutely nothing to worry about."
Dad had repeated these words again and again. Still, it wasn't enough to convince me that it was OK to just come and settle in in someone else's home.
"And even if they come back, there's plenty of room for everyone here," he added. "It wouldn't be the first time for more than one family to live in this house." "So go on, Dee, and stop worrying. Everything's how it's supposed to be." My dad smiled, probably trying to encourage me. "I'll go and see if I can find some more firewood, or we'll both freeze to death tonight." He laughed, poking the flames in the fireplace. I didn't. It was still so cold. I walked up the stairs. I felt like a burglar when I got to the second floor. There were things and photos of other people everywhere. Photos of strangers. I'd seen my father's uncle Alexander and his daughters a few times, but that was it. I'd even been to this house before - about 2 years ago, after my grandfather Don's funeral. Grandma had wanted to come. We'd had dinner here. Not the nicest memories to return to... And, of course, before moving to Bluewater Village this house had been my home, too, but I didn't remember anything from that time. I was just a baby back then. While opening the doors, I wondered which room had once belonged to me.
The first room looked...okay. It didn't have a bathroom. I continued opening the doors. The second room had a bathroom, but I didn't like it. The walls were too white for my taste. The third room was nice, with a fireplace and a bathroom and everything. It was perfect for my Dad. So I'd take the first one. There was another bathroom in the corridor. I'll survive. As I was exploring the house already, I decided to go and see what was on the third floor. Maybe there's another room. It was dark in the hallway. Someone had once been painting here. I wondered why. There were no windows... There seemed to be one more room, but when I tried to open the door I realised it was locked. Sure...This house had seemed too normal anyway. Now I'd probably found a torture chamber or something. Great. I wondered where the ghosts and spiders were. I was almost expecting them to jump out from somewhere, trying to scare me to death. They would have succeeded... Suddenly, I noticed another door, which led to the roof of the house. It was too cold and dark and scary to go there tonight. I shuddered. "I ordered us a pizza. There's nothing in the fridge," Dad said when I got back downstairs.
"The ghosts must have eaten everything," I replied in a gloomy voice.
My father laughed.
"You're so funny, Audrey," he told me.
"It's not so horrible here as you think, dear. Believe me, tomorrow morning when the sun is shining, everything will be different." "Ermm...about tomorrow. Do I really need to go to school tomorrow?" I asked, hoping he'd let me stay...home. Not that I wanted to stay in this house alone... "Yes, Audrey, you need to go."
"But it's Friday..." I tried to argue. Uselessly.
"Friday is a school day even in Pleasantview." Dad smiled. He had been smiling all day today. I was starting to get angry. What was he so happy about? His marriage had just ended, he had no job and we had left the place that had been our home for 16 years to move into this ghost house. Then the doorbell rang. My father went to answer the door and was soon back with a box of pizza. I followed him to the kitchen. I was so hungry, I hadn't eaten anything since morning. The pizza smelled good. I took a slice of pizza and ate in silence. I didn't want to think about school but I couldn't help it. Tomorrow was going to be horrible, that was sure. "Dad, I don't know anyone here..." I started talking about tomorrow again, but he stopped me fast.
"Audrey," he said. "I understand how you feel, I really do. But there is nothing to worry about. You'll get to know everyone in no time."
"The people are very nice and friendly here. And school is a perfect place to make new friends..." He smiled again. One more smile and I'll go crazy. I wanted to cry.
"But, Dad..."
"Everything is going to be fine, Dee. I promise," he said, huggig me. "I feel like a parrot, repeating this one phrase over and over again. Remeber the parrot that the Landgraabs had?" he asked.
I laughed. Mathilda's old parrot. "Oo, money! Oo, money! I'm rich!" was the phrase it had repeated. The parrot had stayed with her parents when she moved in with us...
After the conversation with my extremely positive father, I went to my new room to unpack my things. I put away my clothes... Found a good place for my violin... And placed a photo of me and Lindsay on the desk. I missed her already. Lindsay Delarosa was my best friend. She had been so understanding the day I'd told her I was going to move away... "Hey, Audrey, Annabeth told me you're here," she had said, climbing up to the tree house in their back yard. It was our favourite place to hang out. We'd always sit there, chatting about boys and school and discussing important things. "Hey, Lindsay..." I'd replied sadly. No more words had been necessary for her to understand I was there to say good-bye. "So you decided to go with your Dad?" she had asked.
"Yes. I have to go with him, though he said I could stay with Mathilda if I wanted. But Mathilda isn't my family. He is."
"When are you leaving?" she had asked after minutes of silence.
"Next Thursday..."
"So soon..."
"I know..."
It had been a sad good-bye. We had promised that distance wouldn't change anything, that we'd still be best friends. Forever. "I'll come to visit you in Pleasantview. And you'll come to visit me. And we'll call each other every day, Audrey." That reminded me I hadn't called her today. But it was too late to do that now, she's probably sleeping already. I took Cookie, my guinea pig, out of his cage. I was sure he hadn't enjoyed spending all day in the car. Poor thing. At least he didn't have to go to school tomorrow. He wasn't going to be in the middle of everyone's attention. Unlike me, Audrey Goth... "Look, Cookie...This is our new room. Do you like it?" I asked, playing with him. He probably didn't care what the room was like, as long as it was warm and he had enough food. Cookie was the result of begging for a dog for three years. I loved him, of course, but he wasn't a dog. Grandma Cassandra didn't like dogs... I wondered if Dad would allow me to take a dog now. I put Cookie back to his cage and looked around in my room. I looked at the doll house in the corner close to the door. It was probably Alexandra's - she was the youngest of Alexander's daughters. So this must have been Alexandra's room. Anyway, I needed to find a new place for this doll house...The room belonged to me now. I sighed. After brushing my teeth, I decided it was time to go to bed. I had to wake early tomorrow as I hadn't been able to convince my Dad that going to school was a bad idea. But maybe, I thought. Maybe he was right. Maybe it wasn't so bad to live in Pleasantview. Maybe everything was going to be fine as he had promised.
"Maybe" I whispered before falling asleep.

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#5xxheartlessxx12Nov 22, 2009

very nice...i hope things go well for Audrey and her dad. cant wait to read more!

#6trayceeNov 23, 2009

I can't wait to read the next chapter. Things alway look better in the morning...right?

#7martoeleNov 23, 2009

I'm sure she will find a place in Pleasantview. Very nicely written. \:\)

#8MangioNov 24, 2009

aaww such a nice part. hopefully Audrey will fit in with the rest of Pleasatview. \:wub\: cant wait to read more

#9candy820Nov 26, 2009

Great part.\:D

#10AbsintheBessDec 2, 2009

Makes me miss playing TS2!. -Bess

#11TUTULADec 3, 2009

Great chapter and very nice screens\:wub\: Can't wait to read the next chapter\:rah\:

#12bellezDec 19, 2009

Great part two \:\)  look forward to the next instalment \:cool\:

#13artsysimaddictFeb 22, 2010

Epic. I love it! I just found this and have been reading through! On to part 3. I LOVE IT! I love the Goths, and I love reading about them. This is a great take on the classic sims famiy! GOOD JOB! Five thumbs up! \:rah\:\:rah\:rah:\:rah\:

#14Midnight222Mar 4, 2010

Ohhh another great chapter .... I wonder whats behind the locked door .... or up the next floor to the roof! \:rah\:

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