AN: This is my first story for The Sims! This is based off some of my two characters for the Sims 3! Beside a few obvious tweaks with the story, things are fairly the same. Well then readers, enjoy!

Chapter One: An Intro To The Main Characters

Man, if there is something that I hate, it is having nothing to do. If I sit around my house for too long, my mind starts to wonder. I mean, it's not that I can't find nothing to do, it is just that I freaking hate sitting in my home for too long. I even once contemplated committing a crime, I was that bored. My saving grace was always my laptop. I always play ROMs on it, and I have the games for my systems, don't worry about that. In all honesty, it only gets boring for a little while around here. I live right in the middle of scenic nowhere, so that is part of the problem.

Look at me, I am rambling about boredom and repeating myself. Let me introduce myself before something gets forgotten.

My name is Taylor Ann Morris. I am a 17 year old blonde girl that lives with my uncle in our four bedroom apartment. My parents died when I was ten, and my uncle Andrew, who I call Andy, has been looking out for me ever since I was of that age.

What I love about Uncle Andy is that he is a really funny, carefree, and all around nice to be around. If you know of a fictional character by the name of Andy Botwin, that is pretty much Andy to a T. Getting back on subject, when it comes to me and the care and safety for myself, he will commit a murder if someone tries to do anything to me. That is what I love about him. He does everything for me, and he makes growing up without my parents and my sexual orientation.

That is another thing about me that I have to say, I am a lesbian. What I really mean by that is I never dated a boy or man, and I don't intend to. I am into girls and women, and that will never change, count on it. I don't know how that happened, but for some reason, I have always been fascinated with girls, and I don't know why that is. I have always been closer to girls, most of them my friends (obviously). For some reason, I have always wondered what it would be like to be with a girl. I have never kissed a girl, never the less had sex with one. Those are the things that are still a mystery to me.

Uncle Andy know about this for a while now. It's not that he doesn't care about what I am doing, it is the fact that he wants me to find the right one to give myself to, and to be careful about what I am doing, because there is a lot of things that can cause me a lot of harm, mainly STD's that I am talking about. He once mentioned to me that it is a good thing that I am a lesbian, because that means that I won't get knocked up by any guy or that I won't be sneaking any guys in the home. I might sneak girls into the home at some point in the future, but that is beyond the point.

I do have a secret crush. In the most understandable terms possible, there is someone who has captured my heart. She is the same age as I am and is someone I have known for a while, a close friend, basically. That girl's name is Jennifer Fox.

Jennifer Fox was sitting in her room as a war waged in the room below her. This happened all of the time, and in the last 24 hours, was at least the tenth time that crap like this happened, and these were her parents that were fighting like cats and dogs. She really did hate this, she hated this with all of the life in her 17 year old body. She hated the things that her parents did to each other, and more importantly, to her. She didn't know what she did to deserve two drunks for parents. You want to know how bad they were? When they were either so drunk, or when they were too busy arguing with each other, they would barely notice that she was alive, or even in the house sometimes. She would bask in those times, however, because when she was noticed by her parents, however, they would either yell at her, berate her, or even worse, abuse her badly.

One time when she was only 13, her dad beat her so badly, she woke up the next morning with welts all over her body, and her face bruised beyond recognition. Her mother didn't care what happened to her, that, or she was too drunk to care about what her father did to her. That was her life in a nutshell. Hell by parents that were supposed to be there to protect her and take care of her.

There was a bright light in this whole thing, and that bright thing was the friend that she has known since they were only ten, and that was the closet friend that she had in her entire life, Taylor Morris. Jennifer knows about the death of Taylor's parents, and she knows the pain that she went through. She does not know what she is going through, and in order to protect her friend from the hell that she is going through and the pain that she is experiencing, the way things are now have to stay that way in order to protect one of her closest friends from what possibly could happen if her parents, especially her father, find out that he told her what happens and what that sick freak does to her.

AN: That would be it in any situation, but as far as these two goes, they are on a crash course for something big is going to happen right down the road, and you are going to see it first hand, so be ready for more!