Blaming Innocence - Chapter 1

  Yes! Two chapters posted in one day! In this chapter, Gemma tells Inspector Shaw her first day of school...

  Warning: Strong language

  I walked slowly up the steps to the front door of my new school, Prince's High School. I had been transferred from England to... here... a week back. In that time, I'd gotten my stuff sorted and brought to the school and I'd lived in a pathetic little cottage, Wheatly Cottage, which my dead grandmother had left to me. Great, like I really needed a cottage in the middle of nowhere!

  I took a deep breath as I stood infront of the single door of the building. I felt vulnerable, weak and stupid. I knew everyone who went to Prince's was either a stuck-up snob or a down-to-earth nerd who'd earned their own way in. I'd heard I was the first ever scholarship student to have gotten in. Great, I'd be with the nerds - and probably even they wouldn't like me!

  A frail old lady with the ugliest hair I'd ever seen came to greet me.

  "Welcome, Gemima White, isn't it? I'm Mrs. Days, the headmistress." She said, smiling whilst looking as if she'd been to a funeral not a hour before. That was probably the reason why she was wearing such a disgusting black outfit.

  "Yes, I'm... Gemima. But I prefer to be called Gemma, really," I replied sheepishly.

  "Well, that's okay then, Gem... Whatever you said. The other's will be here in about 30 minutes, so you just get ready and I'll see you in a bit. In fact, an hour from now we'll be having a get-to-know eachother meeting in the lounge. That's to the right. And you're bedroom is to the left. You'll be sharing it with a few other girls who are in your grade. Or year as you say it in England. Well, I'll leave you to it, then, Gemima," she replied, and left.

  "Gemma, get it right!" I hissed under my breath.

  And I walked to the right into my new bedroom.

  "Excuse me!" A blonde haired girl screamed at me as I entered the room.

  "What?" was the only thing I managed to fit in before she went on a rampage.

  "Oh, my God!" She screeched. "You know perfectly well WHAT! You've taken my godforsaken bed and put all your trash on it! GET IT OFF!"

  "But," I whispered. "That's not even my stuff!"

  "I don't fucking care if it's yours or not! I don't want it on my bed! Do something with it... scholarship girl," she hissed the last bit, as if it was some huge insult. "I'm going to have a shower and when I come back, I want it gone."

  An hour later, which had been full of rantings from The Girl for nearly half an hour, I was staring into the sorrowful face of the head mistress.

  "I am Mrs. Days, your head mistress. Welcome, all of you, to Prince's High School, a place to make you princes and princesses. This is the get-to-know session, and just introduce yourselves and say something relevant, please," she said in a wispy voice, and nodded towards a pair of boys, indicating it was their turn to say something.

  They introduced themselves as Raymond and Chester Pierce, brothers by blood. The blonde one, Chester, was quiet and only said he 'liked sports'. The other, a brown-haired guy with a freakishly velvety voice, immediately started boasting about himself. He said things about how he was such a great money-maker, looked after people and had 'starred' in several 'movies' as a 'main character' - basically he sat boasting about himself as the minutes droned endlessly on.

  The mean girl introduced herself as Rosy Bubbles, cousin of the president and had come here for the safety. The other one, the one with nearly-pink plaits, was the giggly type. Through many blushes and giggles, she got through the information that she was, in fact, Cinnamon Table, the Queen of Ambrosia's daughter. Nobody took her seriously, of course, and when Mrs. Days told her that there wasn't actually a Queen of Ambrosia, Cinnamon started crying. I thought she was an overemotional bitch. Then, Mrs Days nodded towards me.

  

  Trying not to look to stupid, I told them I was:

  "Gemima White, for short Gemma White. I... was student body president at my old school."

  Which gave me a lot of snickers and giggles from the boys and girls. I felt absolutely devastated.

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  "So that was my first day of school," I finished. 

  "I understand that it wasn't a good experience for you. But I'm sure that wasn't everything. Go on, tell me more," Inspector Shaw prompted.

  I sighed, and continued...

Blaming Innocence - Intro

Blaming Innocence is my all new story - and from now on I'll write the notices at the beginning. Firstly, thanks for starting to read it and secondly... this one might be a little more exiting than Lost and Found. I'm not exactly sure about the length it's going to be - it might vary from 5 chapters to 15 chapters. Either way, please stay checked in. Now go on and read...

  I stared nervously at the bald patch of air in front of me, my eyebrows raised and my mouth pulled up in an uneasy smile. I was nervous, I had been waiting for Inspector Shaw for nearly an hour and he hadn't shown up yet.

  The clock showed it was a little past quarter to ten. I was scared then, that the inspector wouldn't come. He was supposed to have been here at 9:00 am. That was weird, that he was late. In every movie or whatever there was a little bit of waiting to build up the tension, but other than that they never wasted more than 15 minutes of waiting. 

  Then a thought struck me. What if Inspector Shaw never came up? I'd be convicted to at least 3 years jail and I knew it. Or maybe not jail, but certainly juvenile prison! 

  Just then, I heard a few soft voices, and the opening of a door and a young, handsome black man stepped into my room. Well, it was actually Prince's High School library, but I was stuck here for the hearing. Apparently, I was 'not dangerous enough' to be put in one of those hearing cells in the police office. For that, at least, I was grateful.

  Inspector Shaw sat down next to me. I'd talked to him three times over the phone, but I'd never seen him in real life. He had lived way up to my expectations though.

  "Good morning, Gemma White," he said, looking at me inspectantly.

  Oh yeah, I'm Gemma White. Former student body president before I got moved from St Mary's in England all the way over to Prince's High School in America. 

  "Morning, Inspector Shaw," I answered back, smiling.

  "So, what are you going to tell me?" he asked, leaning forward and looking intently at my face. It was only then that I wondered why on earth any inspector would be wearing the casual clothes he wore.

  "The truth," I said bravely. And I started my story...

Lost and Found - Finale

  "You ready, honey?" Finn Sattle whispered into his fiancee's ear, gently pushing her red locks out of her face.
  "Sure I am," Charity giggled back.
  "Then let's get this done," Finn replied.
 

  Juliet, who stood a few paces next to husband wondered at her and her sister's luck. Immediately after that first night, they both had gone out to find suitable places for work. Juliet, who had had from her 12th birthday a fantasy of becoming a model, had gone out and secured herself a job as background model. Slowly, however, she had become a famous model. When she had been in the business for two years, she had gotten to know the actor Bane Wright. The two had immediately gotten along fine, and not long after they were dating, until Juliet had gotten to know she was pregnant with her first child. When she was 3 months, Bane and Juliet got married. Not a year later, they had Layla.

  Terri was the most precious gift Juliet and Bane could've been given. She had light blonde hair, her mother's grey eyes and a pearly soft skin.

  Bane was blonde with light blue eyes, who his second daughter (now one year old) had inherited. She has cute with her mother's hair colour and father's eyes and skin colour.

  They were a happy family and were now attending the private wedding of Charity and Finn.

  Kyle, now in his fifties, was the happiest man alive. He still had his perfect skin and hair colour, and had found himself a great paying job that had supported him and his growing family. He considered Bane and now Finn as his family as much as Juliet and Charity. And, of course, Layla and Terri.

  "Charity Paystone," Finn said staring into Charity's clear grey eyes. "The feelings I felt for you that day we met were extreme. You were much, much more than my girlfriend, you were my best friend. And that is what a wife should be more than anything - a best friend. I trusted you with my innermost feelings and you never took them in a spiteful or mean way, you made my life that much more worth living for. I had a lot of things to die for, but I never had something that would be worth living for until I met you. You are my reason, my heart, my life. Now and forever, I will take you as my wife."
  "Finn Sattle, my heart longs for my name to take on yours. I haven't had an easy life and was in a dark time when I met you, but you became the light to my world. I never thought that I would ever feel something as strong for anyone as I feel for you. People use the word love sometimes in a spiteful way, but not me. I promise with everything I have within me that I will adore, understand, support, help, but most importantly love you for the rest of eternity and take you as my husband," Charity replied, her voice choking slightly at the end.

  And as the applause and tears of Juliet, Bane and Kyle were wiped away, Finn and Charity stared into eachother's eyes and found complete happiness. Finn whispered to her,
  "I have a surprise for you."

  Charity walked up to Finn, who had just blinked away a tear of pure happiness. His 'surprise' had been the most beautiful cottage that she had pointed out to him while they had gone for one of their many walks.

"Finn... There are no words for this," Charity whispered, stroking his cheek.

 
  "Oh yes there are," Finn whispered back, taking her face gently in his hands.
  "Oh are there?"
  "Yes..."

  "Happiness."







  That was the last chapter of Lost and Found, and I will forever cherish this story in my heart. I adored and cared for it as if it was my own child - I guided my characters through sudden twists and turns and look how they turned out; in happiness. Don't worry, my next story will be out soon. I have thoroughly enjoyed writing Lost and Found and hope that you enjoyed reading it. Thank you again for your support throughout everything.
  If you liked the house that Juliet lived in whilst in Riverview, this is the link to it: http://www.thesimsresource.com/artists/Cerulean%20Talon/downloads/details/category/sims3-lots-residential/title/romantic-interlude/id/1046493/
  Thanks so much for reading and I hope that you will continue to follow my work!

Lost and Found - Chapter 9

  "Girls," Kyle started, looking at the expressions on the faces of his two daughters who had now been living with him for over a year. After Juliet had found her mother, she had suffered severe head and heart trauma and had stayed in the hospital for four months. After that, they had found the will in which stated that Juliet would be in the protection of Kyle until she was 18 years old and that all her money had would also go to Juliet. Charity had had difficulties too, but dealt with them by working harder for grades and ridding herself of nearly every emotional feeling.

  "I have decided that Riverview isn't working for any of us anymore," he continued, fiddling nervously with his fingers under the table.

  "So... what did you have in mind? Do you want to move?" Charity asked.

  "Yes. I have been given a job as editor at the New Publishers Corporation in Bridgeport,"Kyle stated, and looked at them with finality. "We're going and no exceptions."

  Days later, just as the plane was about to leave, Kyle, Charity and Juliet took some pictures.

 After the plane had landed, the family of three gasped as they took in the surroundings of their new home.

  Although the clouds were blocking the warmth of the sun and their was a chilly breeze blowing through the air, they couldn't have been happier with their new home. It was especially welcoming to Juliet, who, for the last few years, had missed her home incredibly. Charity, too, filled with happiness as she was back to where she had started her life as a tiny toddler. 

  "Let's call a taxi and get to our new home," Kyle suggested, and all the girls could do was nod and wipe away their tears of happiness.

  "So," the driver said. "Did you just move to the city of lights and stardom?" 

  "We moved back," Juliet replied with confidence as her eyes hungrily took in her childhood home.

  "Why'd you move away in the first place then?" The driver inquired, curious as to why anyone would ever want to leave Bridgeport.

  There was a deathly silence and the driver shrugged and beeped his horn as they got stuck in traffic. 

  "Whatever."

  They walked with wide eyes into their new apartment and made their way to the lift.

  There was silence except for the whir of the lift as it shot upwards to the top floor where their new home was.

  On the wall of the lift hung a small TV.

  "So, Dave," the commenter said. "What'd you think of the drama involving the Suns family?" 

  "To be honest, Harry, I'm speechless. I don't know why in the world that mother of that poor little girl ever could be so evil as to hang herself," The black one replied and sighed.

  "I've heard she's come back to Bridgeport to have some peace and maybe start her own acting career," Harry said.

  "Whatever she does, God be with her and her family, who I hope are now in the Heavens, protecting their little girl."

  As they went on with the rest of the news, a single tear slid down Juliet's face. The silence was eerie.

  That night at dinner (which Charity had kindly made), Juliet stared listlessly at her plate.

  "Don't you want any?" Kyle asked kindly, but Juliet shook her head and retreated into her room.

  Juliet changed into her pajama's and buried herself under her covers.

  "God be with you, mum and dad," she whispered before crying herself to sleep.