Author's Note: This is my first 'serious' fan fiction, mainly because I start things I don't finish. Mostly dedicated to Tornado of Turmoil (gave me the idea for writing a fanfic, and a great friend in general), all my other friends on JRChat, and my close friend IRL Morrigan Aensland. I'm sorry I don't own The Sims: The Urbz, otherwise I'd be a rich and happy girl. The only part I own is Eveline (who I have desperately tried not to make a Mary Sue).
The sky was bleak and grey, making an almost seamless transition between the heavens and the concrete jungle. One of the only distinguishing features between the buildings were size. That, and the fact that one of these huge concrete monoliths had two people on it.
"I promise Kris! I was just about to do it!"
"Fat chance, girl. I know you, and I know you hate window cleaning. Now go do it before the sun starts shining and it heats up out there!"
The younger girl sulked away. Her blue hair was smooth and shiny, as was her black minidress. Black boots with lots of well-polished buckles clanked as she stomped off through puddles of morning rain. "Kris just didn't want to do it herself…well, harrumph. She knows that's her job. Well, come on Streaky and Leaky. We've got work to do."
After about an hour's work of scrubbing bird poop off windows, the girl looked for Kris. "I want my salary…" About when she got to the elevator, the familiar overall-clad woman came up to her with a melancholy look on her face. "I'm sorry Eve. The manager told me to tell you that you're fired.
"I'm WHAT?" The look of shock and horror on her face said it all. "But why would Mr. King fire me? He said my hardworking spirit got me this job!"
"Hard working spirit? As if!" Kris stopped for a quick chuckle, then quickly resumed a more sympathetic demeanor. "Mr. King doesn't own the place anymore. He sold it last week."
"And nobody bothered to tell me this why?"
Kris sighed. "Sorry hun. It's been bought by some rich guy Daddy Bigbucks, You ever heard of him? Anyway, you need to get a move on. You're supposed to be out by now."
"But Kris, I don't have anywhere to go! Please let me stay, nobody will even know I'm here!" Ailette whined and begged, but it was no use. "Just give me your mop and bucket on your way out."
Eveline sadly handed over her window cleaning tools to the custodian, and skulked off. She entered the elevator and pushed the lobby button, then trudged to the front door of the building. The girl stopped just short of the exit, having heard an elevator enter the floor. Kris ran out of the elevator to Eveline's side. "You sure you're okay girl?" Eveline looked up at the brunette with watery eyes. "Okay, sheesh! I give in, you can stay in the penthouse upstairs. Just don't cause too much trouble, and make sure to do whatever chores I ask you to.
"Yes!" All traces of the sad 16 year old vanished, and she did a bit of a dance around the lobby. "I told you to try to stay inconspicuous!" Kris yelled after her. But even the tough girl could not mask a smile.
Author's Postscript: How did I do? Players of the game will notice a few differences, and more than a few parallels. Don't worry though, next chapter is where it really divulges from the typical storyline. Or not. I haven't decided. Oh well.