The Island of Bluewater is a town bursting with life. 

It is named for its magnificent blue bay that many people from many places will come to see.  

 

 The People here are very age and culturally diverse. There are the old and also the young. The Asians yet also the Irish. 

 Though, not everyone has the luxury to live in a house. The Social classes are very defined.  

 The reason i’m telling you this is because everyone has a story, this island is filled with stories; just waiting to be told.

 

 Welcome to Bluewater.

Author’s Note: I have decided to take a break from Simon and Emily and Guy and Roxie and Damien, and I have begun to write Bluewater. THIS IS NOT THE END OF OUTTA LUCK!!! go to the Bluewater blog here 

 

  

As soon as Simon got back to work, he was further surprised. Emily, in her pajamas was walking in HIS hospital, giving gugu eyes to HIS good friend and playful enemy, Damien.

  “Emily? why are you here?”

“Because I am. I’m going to get changed actually…”

“and why the gugu eyes for Damien?”

Emily blushed and then walked away

 But to talk to Simon was not her reason for being at the hospital. It was to talk to Damien

Of course, all of the female doctors were flirting with Simon, and he was hopelessly oblivious. Not that Emily would admit it, she didn’t like that. Instead of staring, she just made her way throughout the Hospital in search of Damien

“hey Emm”

“Hello Damien, nice name for me”

“care to explain why you’re here?”

“don’t give me that crap. You know why”

 ”haha. Yeah I do.”

“Ehm. Yes. Well, we may have a small issue about that. I could possibly be pregant. Probably am.”

Damien’s face froze into a shocked position and he didn’t see any of the world

ooh crap  he thought

“mine?” was all he managed

“I wouldn’t be telling you if it wasnt”

Damien was perfectly still and Emily just walked away.

 

****Melissa Leroy (blonde doctor) POV****

God, Kaelob  is freaking hot! he should be talking to ME not the gift shop girl, Corella.

****Corella McCloud (gift shop girl) POV****

Ooh, Simon’s eyes are so pretty. And I can’t belive that they’re starring at me. I hope he doesnt think my pajamas are childish

****Shirley Lin POV****

I can’t friken belive that that man even has the NERVE  to even LOOK at a woman other than Roxie. She could so do better than this guy. I think he has a shady past (oh Shirley, you have no idea)

****Emily Kikler POV****

I was making the empty patients beds. I didn’t know that Damien was anywhere around until he hugged me from behind

“talking again Damien?” I asked

“nope”

He spun me around and felt my stomach. I thought it was sweet

“Coming around to reality?”

“Not exactly, but I’m trying”

“Good.”

I think he’ll be a great dad

 

 

 

Simon and the man named Freddy walked into the smallish country styled house. Simon had to admit; being in a normal house for once seemed nice.

“You said you had to ask my father some questions?” Freddy was the first to break tha awkward silence

“Why yes. Could you bring him in here?”

Simon was anxious. After reciving the letter from Sunset Valley his hope had been renewed. He actually might have a chance at finding his father (which was why he had come to this blasted town in the first place)

“so.”

“so.”

*awkward silence*

Simon thought that this Kayla girl was hard to talk to.

He gave up the polite conversation (more like breaking silence) and said

“i’m leaving”

He wanted to find his father and he wanted to find him now.

He first tried city hall, he had taken the letter with him to show them the photographs.

as he waited for the tidy, buisness looking man in the expensive suit to come out of the ‘other room’ he looked out of the window, everything seemed so free, exept for the ery Demented-Triangle looking kid. yes, kid.

“i’m sorry sir, these photos are to misty, you’ll have to take them to a professional photo restorer and try again”

the idiot man broke him out of his thoughts. of course it couldn’t be so easy.

He walked out of city hall and up to the kid, maybe the kid might know some stuff

“hello”

“hi mister”

“have you ever heard of a man named Billy Meyer?”

“I can’t say I have sir”

oh well, it was worth a try

Simon started going up to anyone who might know. The local fire birgade, perhaps?

Nope.

He decided to check the public records, in the library.

It was like his mother had set him on to a wild goose chase. Nothing was adding up.

Simon was about to give up, until he saw an advertisement for fresh fish

Are you hungry?

Are you sick and tired of Frozen fish?

Well, Billy and Freddy Meyer have some fresh catfish, non-frozen caught right outside our door!

underneath that was contact information for Freddy and Billy Meyer, underneath THAT was a picture.

Could it be?

He drove as fast as the speed limit would allow to their house. If it wasn’t his father, then mybe a decendent or somthing.

Simon knocked on the door and a buff-surfer looking guy answered it

“Hello.” Simon said

“do you know where I could talk to Billy or Freddy Meyer?

“this is Freddy”

“okay, may I come in?”

“Sure, but only as long as you tell me what you want with me and my father.”

Emily had had enough. As soon as she got home she was talking to Simon, then going after Guy.

She told Simon. He was on paramedic duty, so he didn’t care.

And so she walked

Kayla told here where to look. She found him. She found the Guy.  And they just stared. They stared and stared and stared.

She asked him about everything. Why he suddenly left when they were both only fourteen. Why he decided to work with Buck. Why he decided to come back now

“Life ran its course, I was just the person” that was his excuse

“But why?” Emily said with her tone soft.

“I just did okay! I don’t really remember any of this!”

“You haunted me! I couldn’t get you out of my head! in every single dream, you starred! It drove me insane!”

“now you’re just making no sence. I’m tired. I’ll just call you later”

withouht saying anything, Emily went to Simon’s car and numbly got in.

 At first she started to go back to Simon’s. halfway there and she realised that she didn’t want to go back there, she wanted to visit Damien, even though it was 11 at night

“woahzazz, Emily, why are you here right now?”

“I just am. Can I stay here for the night?

“Pssssh of course” You can stay in the night shift doctors room”

“thanks, I need an escape”

“so, can you explain in full detail why you are here?”

 

 

Author’s Note: Be Kind

Hello Readers,

My Otta Luck Views have gone down by quite a bit recently, and I don’t think this blog is getting anywhere.

I’ve actually thought about starting a new blog (heck, I’ve already created the characters, moved them into lots, and started taking snapshots)

my question for you (and I want a totally honest opinion) is, Should I carry on ‘writing’ Outta Luck?

I’m troubled here, so I need imput fast

Comment or use the poll

Thank You!

Pabo9999

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Thank you guys for telling me your (hopefully honest) opinions. I will try to finish Outta Luck, and then I will Start writing my new blog (named Bluewater)

You can clik this link to see the ‘meet the characters’ page on the new blog. Please keep in mind that I wont be posting in that one

http://bluewaterchronicles.wordpress.com/meet-the-characters/

**Emilys Point of View**

“Nice Suit. You look like Santa Clause”

“Very funny. Blame my mom. Do you want a drink?”

“So, tell me again, whats your name?”

“Guy, for the fith time!”

“Nice Name”

“Let me kiss you”

“Summer’s almost over”

“I have to go”

“I’ll miss you while you’re gone”

“Goodbye”

I woke up. The memories of Guy and I from sixteen years ago still swam around my head. Simon’s house was really quite nice, but the old bed in the guestroom wasn’t the comfiest. I’ll thank him again later.

Simon as reading a book-like letter from somebody. All was quiet in the house

I stared into the fire as the silence droned on. Simon kept reading, enthralled in the letter

Simon dropped the book. A picture af a familliar-looking town was on the ‘cover’

Simon looked very confused, scared and a little exited all at the same time. He picked up the thick letter

“Recently,” He said with a air of gratitude, “They demolished my old house in Sunset Valley”

So, thats what the picture was of. Sunset Valley. Hah.

“and…?” I asked, not really getting the story

“here-I’ll read you the letter

“Dear Mr. Millsim, we think you might be interested to know that your old house in Sunset Valley has recenty been demolished. Before we broke out the recking ball we searched the house. A letter was found, adressed to you, and is attached here–Emily, my mother wrote the letter, It has information on my father! isnt it great?”

and just as I was about to enter, Kayla came running through the front door, Kayla Hardson. Buck’s Daughter. I had no Idea how Simon would react

“You know how you told me to look around that old barn every night??”

“Well Guy is here…he’s come to Riverview”

I couldn’t handle it. Guy. Ex-Enemy. Ex-Boyfriend. I needed to take a walk, and the sky outside was lightening. By the time I had gotten ready it was full morning

 Sitting down and watching the empty square gain color as the sun rose higher and higher into the sky was peaceful. Not a single disturbance besides the slight wave of the trees and bushes when a small breeze blew. I was strangely lonely, not because there was nobody around, not because Simon actually had made himself a life now, but because my mother had dissapeared after the day with the fire, and I was alone. But, there was someone else from my childhood that I could go see, someone who had NOTHING TO DO with Simon, myself, Kayla, Buck, or my mother.

“Hi Damien! wait,” I looked at the confused expression on his face, “do you remember me?”

“umm….Maybe?”

I laughed. “you may remember me as ‘Pamela Andrews’

“ohh yeah! you turned down my request to dance when I was like, 16! and then threw a fit when my sister kissed that other guy, Simon or Doctor Millsim as he is now”

“good, you remember me”

Before long (and it’s not like we were best friends) we were laughing like we were teenagers again

My stomach gurgled.

“hey, do you know a place where we could grab lunch? I getting really hungry”

“Sure! here, its just around the corner”

 

The buzz of conversation and the clink of our forks was all I could hear, It was very good food and I don’t talk while i’m eating

“thanks for doing this, you’re a good friend, call me sometimes”

“No problemo! but, I have to get back to work soon, so I’ll see you around”

I took the long way home, It seemed most logical, because I was lost in my thoughts.

 

 

 

Note from the Author: I am terribly sorry for the delay in posts recently, I just got back from a vacation and I am now on winter break, so I’ll try to get these post up much more often.

For the people who didn’t get this post or something like that, It was to get a look in Emily’s head, see her past with guy, introduce Kayla, open up the story of Simon and his father, and show a bond beggining to form between her and Damien. My blog isnt dead, for those who were asking that.

 

Simon lead Emily through the house, and sat her down at the kitchen table.

“You must be hungry” Simon noted, “I’ll make some Pancakes”

“You have quite a unique house” Emily said, while watching Simon make pancakes like a pro, “How long have you been here?”

“umm…16 years I think. Yes, 16, i’m turning 31 on thursday”

The awkward silence nearly killed them. Emily sat quietly, throwing questioning glances at Simon every so often.

“Simon?” a voice asked, “Are you making breakfast? I told you that I would do that, and what are you doing up at six thirty?”

Roxie had walked into the room.

“Pancakes! I know you love ‘em!” in his voice was a hope that Roxie wouldn’t notice Emily

“oh oka– Who is this?”

Dang, she noticed

“emmm….Roxie this is my old friend Emily. Emily this is my umm Wife, Roxie.”

“Hello Emily” Roxie said with true curiosity

Emily said nothing, she just looked at Simon with a look that said “why didn’t you tell me that you were married” and “what the heck? who’s she?”

“It’s not long before Julian’s up, Emms is playing with the dolls so If she smells the pankakes, she’ll be down here faster than you can say dolls” Roxie told Simon

Dang, another piece of information that Emily didn’t have to know

Just to make it more awkward, Emily (Louisa) came storming into the kitchen yelling “DADDY DADDY! JULIAN HIT ME!”  behing her Julian came walking quickly saying “no, no I didn’t” quietly but he knew they wouldn’t listen to him.

Three Strikes, You’re Out!

Well, maybe not for Emily.

“Oh, are these your children?” she asked politley

 ”Well, yes actually, though they aren’t very well behaved“  Simon answered, throwin a sideways glance at Emily (Louisa) and Julian. At the look they shut up.

 ”Hi miss!” Julian said cheerfully and took a seat at the table, “what’s your name?”

“Emily” Emily replied

“oh, thats cool, I’m Julian”

Emily 2 sat down next to Emily.

“What’s your name?”

“Emily” Emily 2 huffed and stared at her mother

“Well, I guess we have the same name!”

Emily 2 didn’t reply, Emily 1 stared.

“as you see,” Simon said quietly to Emily 1, “Julian’s as friendly as pie, but Emily is…..err, a little grumpy”

Emily laughed, “I can tell”

“have you ever raised a child, Emily?” Simon asked

Emily laughed again, “After the fire accident Buck and Jazz died, and their daughter was laft, so I took her in. I mean, I couldn’t let my little cousin die!”

“Where do you live?”

“ermm…”

“you can stay here…maybe”

“What would I do?”

“You could try to make my kids nice, thats for sure”

 

And so it was settled, Emily would stay in the guest room, and try to work with Simon’s kids.

 

Note From the Author: I’m sorry this took so long, I was on break until monday and havent had the time to write really. I hope it didn’t tick too many people off. I’d also like to mention a New-ish blog, Most of you have heard of In His Own World, by Rodgerdoger (many of you must of found out about this site from it!) Well, Rodgerdoger has started a new blog called Sims 3 Big Brother, original, right? well here’s the link.

 

 

The memory flood began as he stared into her purple eyes

fro when they first met, 15 years ago

“nitwit”

“so, your the Idiot who called the Demented Triangle here…”

“are you cold?

“SIMON!”

“EMILY! I THOUGHT I’D NEVER SEE YOU AGAIN!”

“Emily, I think of Kaylee as a Friend…”

“….I love you”

And then the Flood ended and Simon was brought back to reality

The two looked at eachother for a long time.

“May I come in?” Emily asked, expecting rejection

Simon hesitated, and then

“Oh, all right. wipe your feet on the door mat though.”

And Emily stepped into Simon’s house, awaiting what was coming next.

 

 

Back in the Millsim’s house the routine evening activity were going on. Roxie was cooking dinner

and Julian and Emily were bickering.

How can I annoy Julian? Emily thought to herself as Julian stared at the Television screen

*Poke*

“Hey! mom said you couldn’t do that anymore!” Julian whined in response to his sister poking him.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to!”

The both heard the back door close, and they shut up. This meant that Simon was home.

“Hi.” Simon whispered in his wife’s ear. this was their usual routine.

“you’re home just in time for dinner!” Roxie said, like always.

The called their kids and ate their dinner, Like one big happy family who was used to this pattern. After they sent Julian and Emily to bed, they sat down and watched a hour of TV beore they themselves went to bed.

 ”how was work?” Roxie asked

“Fine! actually they gave me tomorrow off!”

“oh thats good, you can catch up on sleep, I’ll cook waffles at 10, just how you like them!”

And they went to sleep, thats how it worked in the Millsim’s house, In Riverview.

At around 6 in the morning, simon was wakened by a sharp knock on their glass door. He quickly threw on a robe and went to see who it was. Perhaps Shirley, coming to visit her sister.

But who was at the door was not Shirley, Far from it. Simon didn’t think he had ever seen her before.

Then he heard her voice. “Hello Simon” the woman said.

And the Memories came rushing back.