Today is the day that I age up to a young adult, but I’m not too sure how I feel about it. I go to the bathroom to take a shower and get dressed. Mama Nadine has a cake all lit up and ready for me once I return to the kitchen. After a couple…
Alida is all grown up now. As a former foster child forced to grow up quick…Alida’s whole goal is to go beyond just ‘surviving.’ She wants to build the Banks name up as one of the most powerful sim families in the sim world. Even if that means getting it ‘out the mud’ by any means necessary…she’s…
I sit in the kitchen the next morning…feeling everything that Claudia was feeling when she was sitting in that exact spot, days before it was time for her to move out. Mama Nadine: So, did Miss Hillary give you some information to get you started? Alida: Yeah…I need to go to Strangerville today to meet…
Each morning is beginning to feel sort of like a long goodbye…since Raul, Michael and I will all be moving out on our own over the next few days. I’m up early getting cooking tips from Mama Nadine when Raul enters the kitchen to let us know that he’s all packed up and ready to…
It’s Raul’s birthday…the day he ages up to a young adult. We gather at breakfast time to wish him a happy birthday and watch him blow out his candles. The twins really get into the spirit. I’m guessing that they really like birthdays. I can tell that Mama Nadine is feeling a little down. I…
Michael and I enter the house and see Mama Nadine and Darwin sitting down talking to two pretty little redhead girls. Mama Nadine: Ah…there you are! Alida, Michael…this is Molly and Emily Canfield. Alida and Michael: Hi The girls return our greeting in soft voices. Mama Nadine: Alida…can you show them to your room and…
I know I can’t avoid her forever, but I’m still afraid to face Mama Nadine the next morning when I wake up. Luckily she’s still asleep when I tip through her bedroom on the way to the bathroom the next morning. When she finally does wake up…Mama Nadine heads for the kitchen and begins cooking…
She goes to where she knows no one would ever think to look for her…Mirage Park, the poorer side of town. Her driver lets her off in front of the Super S motel. It’s not the sort of place she’s used to staying in, but it’ll have to be her home for now. She enters…
She takes the stage amidst old and new fans. Holding the mic again feels as natural as breathing. Her first few song selections flow from her lips without effort or strain…weaving melodic tales of her joys and sorrows into something almost tangible that tugs at the heart of anyone who’s listening. But something doesn’t fit….
Flashing lights, reporters…yelling fans – it’s enough to make her skin crawl. Can you become allergic to fame…your body fighting it off like an infection? Unknown Fan: Nadine Fuller! Oh my god…I’m your biggest fan! Can I have a hug? Nadine: Uh…sorry I – Paparazzi: Over here Nadine! Pose for a picture! Can too much…
