21. Waiting

Carefully applying a final slick of lip gloss in the car’s mirror, Ivy worriedly smoothed her fringe and straightened her skirt. She could hardly keep still.

‘Ivy, what’s up?’

‘You know what’s up! What if he’s not enjoying himself? What if he’s being bullied? What if he’s-‘

‘Ivy, shush!’ Ethan quickly placed a calming hand on his wife’s, trying to multitask driving with soothing Ivy’s fraying nerves. ‘We’d know if he wasn’t happy. He writes to us twice a week and you’re constantly on the phone to him. He’s fine!’

As Ethan turned his attention back to the traffic they were closing in on, Ivy sighed. ‘You’re right. I know you’re right. I just worry about him! He’s my little boy!’

‘I know you do, sweetheart, it’s only natural. I do too! But we both know that he’s fine. Even if he’s not, of which there is no chance, his teacher’ll let us know.’

Ivy smiled over at her husband. The pair were driving up to Fort Starch for a first meeting with Dylan’s teacher. He’d been at boarding school for nearly a year now, and as this was his final year before moving into High School they were there to discuss whether or not he would be continuing his studies away from home.

‘Thanks, Ethan.’

‘What for?’

‘You know!’

The school appeared on the horizon, a modern building with black and grey bricks, adorned with rows of pink flowers and a long grey fence enclosing the school’s exercise yard. Ivy pressed her face against the window, marvelling at it.

‘Y’know, it doesn’t look like a school at all, does it? It looks magnificent!’

Ethan laughed. ‘You said that when we dropped Dylan off here last year!’

‘Well, I haven’t changed my opinion, clearly!’

Ethan parked up and they got out of the car. Ivy walked around to the front of the school, gazing up through the windows, before turning to face Ethan. ‘Well? Do I look okay to meet Dylan’s scary army teacher?’

Grinning, Ethan looked Ivy up and down. ‘Ah, you’ll do! Okay, okay!’ He quickly fended off Ivy’s mock-barrage of fists, laughing. ‘You look gorgeous, Ivy. But his teacher won’t be scary!’

‘He’s a Sergant!’

‘Sergants aren’t scary, Ivy! He was perfectly nice when I spoke to him on the phone last week. Don’t be nervous.’ Nodding, he took Ivy by the hand and led her through the double doors into the same plush entrance hall they’d led Dylan into the year before. Letting the receptionist know they’d arrived, they settled down onto the dark wooden chairs.

‘Do you think he’ll have changed at all, Ethan?’

Ethan looked at his wife hesitantly. ‘Maybe. He’s been gone nearly a year, after all. Hah, maybe with all the extra physical education they get here he’ll have grown a six pack!’

‘Ethan! Don’t joke! I’m being serious! I’m still picturing him as my little boy!’

‘And he still is, Ivy! He always will be, for me as well as you. Even after his next birthday when he’ll be all grown up!’

‘Oh, don’t!’ Ivy had been going to continue when the door opened next to where they were sat, and a well built man in combat trousers strolled through.

‘Mr. Blaine, Mrs. Rivers? Hi! My name’s Mr. McGarty, I’m Dylan’s teacher.’

Ethan leapt up and shook the teacher’s hand. ‘Hello, so pleased to meet you! Please, Ethan and Ivy.’

Mr. McGarty smiled warmly. ‘In that case, call me Andrew! Would you like to come this way, please?’ He walked back through the door he’d just come through, into one of the school’s classrooms. Ivy and Ethan sat tentatively down at a desk, feeling oddly as if they were back at school themselves.

‘Well, what can I say about Dylan? Frankly, he’s a pleasure to teach. So attentive, he concentrates, he’s a good influence on those around him. You’ll know that he’s been receiving steady As since his arrival, the occasional B+ but hardly anything to worry about. His fitness levels are good and he competed in the swimming team last month, helping the team to bring back a silver medal in the competitions. Dylan’s lap time around our race track is… Let me see… Two minutes forty-five, which is more than satisfactory. In general he’s just a really good kid, keeps out of trouble, he’s made plenty of friends, clean, tidy, polite. You’ve raised a good child, you two!’

Andrew beamed at Ethan and Ivy, who were sat a little stunned.

‘So… He hasn’t… He’s not… Um… He hasn’t played any pranks?’ Ivy squeaked.

‘Pranks?’ A confused look flitted across the teacher’s face. ‘No, none at all. Well, none that I know of.’

‘Well! That’s… That’s brilliant news,’ Ethan said a little faintly.

‘…Okay… Well, I’ll go fetch Dylan. He’ll be in his dorm at the moment, his year has this afternoon off.’ A bewildered Mr. McGarty exited the classroom, scratching his head. That was the strangest reaction to a glowing report he’d ever had! Ethan and Ivy looked at one another.

‘No pranks… None at all…’

‘Looks like sending him here’s done the trick?’ Ethan shrugged. ‘Maybe this was what he needed. We’ve done the right thing, Ivy. And heck, two minutes forty-five around that track? Andy never got below two fifty and was always bragging about it!’

‘Mum! Dad!’

Ivy and Ethan got up from their seats as their son hurtled into the room, flinging his arms around Ivy.

‘Now then, young man! We’ve been hearing great things about you!’

‘Really?!’ Dylan’s face lit up and he bounced from foot to foot excitedly. ‘Was the Sergant nice about me?’

‘He really was, kiddo!’ Ethan ruffled his son’s hair. ‘Two minutes forty-five, hey? That’s my boy!’

Dylan grinned. ‘I was the second fastest in my year, Dad!’

‘Well, we’re very proud of you,’ said Ivy jovially. ‘And no pranks, we’re pleased to hear!’

An odd look passed over Dylan’s face for a split second. ‘No. None at all. So, where’s Robbie?’

‘We told you, Robyn had to stay home with Uncle Tristan. We couldn’t take her out of school. You’ll be seeing her soon anyway Dyl, what with the holidays coming up.  She sends her love. You don’t need to worry, my dear, she’s in good hands!’

*       *       *

‘Higher! Higher, Uncle Tristan!’

‘You can’t go much higher! You’ll go right over the top if you do!’

Tristan laughed as he pushed Robyn a little higher on the swings, carefully watching to make sure she was holding on tight. He’d finished work early so he’d gone to pick her up from school, taking her to the park on their way home. Robyn had no complaints!

‘Wheeeeeeeeee!’

‘Hold on tight, Robbie! We don’t want you falling off now, do we?’

‘Oh, that is so sweet!’ Tristan looked around to see a glamourous blonde woman he’d never seen before stood cooing next to him.

‘Can I help you?’ He asked politely, feeling a little awkward.

‘Oh, I’m so sorry to interrupt! It’s just such a lovely sight, seeing a father push his daughter on the swings. Adorable! How old is she?’

Tristan laughed, pushing his glasses further up his nose. ‘She’s my niece, not my daughter! My sister and her husband are out of town, so I’m in charge. Robbie’s six!’

Annoyed at the lack of pushing, Robyn jumped off the swing. ‘Uncle T, I’m off into the tree house,’ she called grumpily, stomping off. She’d been enjoying herself on the swings. Tristan laughed as she walked away.

‘She’s a bit of a drama queen sometimes!’

‘I’ll say! I can identify to be honest, I’ve got a bit of a dramatic streak myself,’ smiled the woman. ‘So, the T stands for…?’

‘Tristan! Tristan Forest. And you are?’

‘Katya.’ Katya’s grin grew ever wider as she gazed into Tristan’s eyes. He felt himself getting hotter. ‘So, do you have any children of your own?’

‘Nope! I’m, er, I’m single at the moment,’ Tristan babbled. Katya’s smile was practically that of a Cheshire Cat by now.

‘What a coincidence! I am, too.’ She fell silent; Tristan felt as if her eyes were boring into him. He swallowed hard.

‘I’ve, er, I’ve never seen you around here before?’ He offered, adjusting his braces awkwardly. Katya laughed, a tinkling chiming that sent shivers down Tristan’s spine.

‘I actually live on the other side of town, but I was in the area for an audition.’

‘Audition?’

‘For an independent film. I’m an actress! Well, trying to be. Technically right now I’m a waitress at the diner.’ Katya’s smile became a little self conscious, and her confident mask slipped a little. Tristan noticed, and became a little more at ease.

‘You know, I’ve never met an actress before, even though I’ve lived here for a few years now!’ He smiled. Katya giggled, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

‘Well, you’re the only one! Although I guess I’m in the line of work where you meet quite a few,’ she joked.

30 thoughts on “21. Waiting

  1. Oh no! Id hoped they threw that doll out! 🙂
    Great chapter as always! Well worth the wait! I hope you had a nice break!
    I actually started my own story… http://millerdiaries.wordpress.com
    I am still learning this site though! I dont know to make a border or do the tabs on top yet! Frustrating! But I would love you to check it out!

    • Oh cool! I’ll be adding you to my blogroll 🙂
      Things like tabs at the top and borders depend on the layout that you’ve chosen – if you create pages rather than posts, they’ll appear at the top of yours like they do on mine 🙂 for the border, find the widgets section of the settings. they’ll add extra bits to the side of your blog. hope that helps! will copy this onto your blog so that you see it.
      thanks for reading!

      • Yeah, it is. It might depend on your theme, actually. They’re all slightly different, some don’t have side bars, some don’t have headers etc. If you go onto themes and (temporarily) switch to one called Coraline, then try adding a page. I’m 99% sure that one adds pages to the top of the main page. If it doesn’t, then I’m stumped, I’m afraid!

  2. Oh my gosh! I swear I hate that Puzzle! What a little creep! I bet he’ll do something awful to Dylan like pull pranks on his girlfriend to scare her away so that Dylan will play with him! GRRRR
    And I don’t understand why Robyn wouldn’t want her uncle to get married and be happy :/ I hope it’s just a little phase…. but I’m happy for Tristan 🙂 I like him.
    Also, I’m glad Dylan’s school has turned out fine 🙂 I was a bit worried there.

    Great job 🙂

    • Nooo, Robyn did want Tristan to get married! She just knew he was nervous and so gave him some more time with Katya to talk with her. Her method was a little unorthodox, but it worked :p
      I’m pleased you enjoyed the chapter other than that, though! 🙂

  3. Aw, this was a really sweet chapter. 🙂 I love little Robyn’s spunk, and I hope Katya and Tristan work out! I’m glad that Dylan will be coming home, but I worry about Puzzle… *shudder*
    It’s great to have you back! 😀

    • Thank you so much! Robyn’s adorable in-game, I can tell she’s going to be mischievous! Pleased you enjoyed the chapter! 🙂

  4. Welcome back Sian!:) I loved this chapter!
    I hope Dylan decides to get rid of Puzzle, he’s creepy!
    Awww, Tristan and Katya are so sweet, I hope she’s a nice girl:)

    • Aw, thank you! I’m pleased you enjoyed the chapter!
      I think that Katya’s going to be nice. She was (literally) watching Tristan as he was playing with Robyn doing the Hopeless Romantic idle, so I think she’s a bit smitten! Have to wait and see, though 🙂
      Thanks for reading!

  5. Well isn’t Robyn a little troublemaker with a heart of gold? If only we could say the same for Puzzle. He could ruin eeeverything!

    I’m so glad you liked the gumball machine. I was eyeing it myself and stumbled upon your post mentioning it so I had a late-night “why not?!” moment!

    • Haha, Puzzle is horrible! Robyn is adorable though, utterly love her. Can’t wait to see what she does next!

      I really do like the gumball machine! It’s going to feature in the next chapter, haha 🙂 I’ve said this about a million times already, but thank you so much, again!

  6. Welcome back!
    Sweet, Dylan’s coming home! No Puzzle! Kill him! Kill him with fire!!! Sneaky Robyn, but I wondered if Tristan was going to find someone, or if he was gonna be alone for the rest of his life. I’m excited for pets too, how sweet is it going to be that you can actually control your pet, and you can have HORSES TOO!!! Well, I guess that’s all I’ve gotta say for now. that sounds like a bunch of jumbled up thoughts. YEESH!

    • I can’t let Tristan die alone! He’s still a YA (although only just) so he’s got plenty of time yet. And I’d love to kill Puzzle with fire! Can’t stop the story with him just yet though 😉
      I’m SO excited for pets! Don’t worry about your thoughts, I followed ’em fine 🙂
      Thanks for reading!

  7. Another excellent chapter – you’re writing is spot on, as always! I really hope Tristan has outgrown Puzzle – he’s scaring me, lol!! BTW, I’m MissElpheba on the Sims3 site – I just realised I haven’t befriended you – off to do so!

    • Aw thank you so much! 🙂 I’m really pleased you enjoyed the chapter, and thank you for the add! I’ll pop over to the offish and accept right now 😀
      Thanks for your comment!

  8. I still love Puzzle, despite his creepiness, heh heh.

    One question: I know you said before that the extra characters your legacy family meets are mostly playable characters that you’ve made, but how do you make them all so beautiful?! Goodness! Also, do you move them into your active household or just use mods to place them where they need to be for your story?

    • I just spent ages creating them! I realised that all of the sims I made looked the same, so I tried really hard to make them all look different, haha! Sometimes they go into the active household for a little while to make things easier, but mostly I just invite them places then use moveobjects on to pop them where I need ’em 🙂

  9. I know that this is really old but I just wanted to say that I think I’m probably the only one who doesn’t think Puzzle is creepy, and feels bad for him. ;(

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