Saturday 1 October 2016

1.7 - The Terrible Teens Begin


  Theo decides to make some friends. He finds a forum and begins talking to all kinds of people. He does meet some teens from his own town, and a few from other places as well. It makes him want to travel.


  Brendan decides that his children should learn to drive a car. He doesn't want them to feel left behind when their school mates all know how to drive and they're still stuck walking everywhere.


  Laura, ever the studier, begins her homework the moment she gets home from school. Theo laughs at her as he grabs his guitar to go find somewhere quiet to play. Laura knows that in order to get somewhere in life, she needs to start now.


  Isobel drives the teens to school a couple times a week. She makes them take turns sitting in the back of the cruiser. She hopes that the feeling of sitting in the back makes them never want to commit a crime, she'd hate for one of her children to be forced back there in handcuffs.


  Spending most of his time practicing, Theo is very good at playing guitar. His grades may be low, but he knew that his talent would be more then enough to get him where he wanted to go.


  Finally some of Laura's sky gazing had given her something to work with. She watched the meteor fall and rushed to the location as soon as she could. Now, she just had to figure out how to get it home.


  Also among Laura's skills. Cooking. She wasn't as good as her mother, but she could make a mean eggplant lasagna. Even Theo liked it, and he hated when Laura cooked anything.


  Isobel decided to try her hand at baking. She took her time decorating it, just in time for Brendan's birthday. She took great pride in how good it looked.


  Brendan choked the cake down and smiled at his wife. Laura scraped the icing off and just ate that. Theo spit his back out.
  "Maybe, mom, you should stick to cooking."
  Isobel couldn't blame him. She forced herself to swallow the bite she had.


  Laura finally had the nerve to introduce herself to her crush. Cayenne Evans was only a little bit older than herself. Unfortunately, she already had a date for prom.


  Theo scored himself a date, a girlfriend, and another date in time for prom. Hawthorne was eager to accept all three invites.


  Theo in his finery.


  Laura in hers.


  With the twins out at prom, Brendan and Isobel had a dance of their own.
  "Do you remember our prom?" Brendan asked.
  Isobel laughed. "That was the first time I really noticed you as more than a friend. Who knew someone so quiet would have the guts to spike the punch under the principal's nose!"

NOTE:
I refuse to abandon this legacy.

8 comments:

  1. Congrats! Here's hoping everything goes well for you.

    Lol that Isobel takes the teens to school in her cruiser. Are routing failures still causing problems?

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    1. Thank you.

      A little bit, but nothing unbearable. I fixed a couple things that were really annoying and I've been fine since.

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  2. Well, congratulations! :D Did you roll yet for your own next generation? ;)

    I had to chuckle at the police cruiser too. Theo's face! He does not like riding in the back seat XD

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    1. Thank you.
      I actually have rolled for the next generation. I roll for each child, so I have an idea of how to write their childhood, normally I'd do a vote for who takes over. This generation there won't be a vote but next one there will.

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  3. Congrats! Seems a lot of people I follow have gotten pregnant recently, lol.

    Their reactions to Isobel's cake. xD

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    1. I should probably actually remove that. I'm not pregnant any longer. I had a miscarriage at ten weeks.

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    2. So sorry to hear that. Even having miscarried myself, it's still so hard to know what to say. Well, especially 'just' as a blog comment - in real life, I'd offer you a hug & a cup of tea & we'd share a box of tissues, thinking about babies who don't make it as far as their parents' arms. :-(

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    3. My heart breaks for every person who tells me that they understand my pain, that they've been through it.

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