Chapter 18: Consequences, Consequences

Soon it was Sunday, I met up with Claire at her house, we had to discuss about our plan to hide the news from our parents. Claire said it would a little bit harder for her but I just said to break it so it can't be used.

She had no idea how to break the television so she just flicked the television off and on. It quickly broke with sparks flying out and a fuzzy screen. That was Claire's half sorted, so what about me, I could just turn it off as the television is in the most inconvenient place, especially when it's a frantic rush to get out of the house and go to work and school.

The plan was so simple that it couldn't fail; it took a bit of stress off my shoulders. Instead of doing my homework, I just stared at Claire. She didn't seem to mind or notice; I just kept admiring my girlfriend. She means the world to me, the only person that I can find in Sunset Valley that gives me joy.

Now I had to get back to work, Claire is now more a distraction to me than before. Everything between us, it's so complicated, before she told how she felt about me, we were just good friends, I don't remember having any sort of attraction to Claire, it was only when she told, I started to feel it. Slowly at first but now it's a part of me, no chance separating us, there's no thought of it in my mind, even after the couple of fights and complications we've had, our relationship is stronger than ever.

After doing our homework, I was getting a little bored being stuck at Claire's house.

"What should we do?" I asked Claire.

"Hmm," she starts taping on the desk, "Well we could, um, watch some television?" She remarks.

"Ha, ha, very funny, we could... except you broke it," I told Claire with an uncontrollable laugh.

We both still had no idea of where to go; I had forgotten that I brought my Frisbee in my backpack.

"I have an idea. Both of us should play Frisbee," I state.

"Sure, I never really felt like going out," replies Claire.

"But we are, we're going OUTside!" I remark with a smile across my face.

I pull out the blue Frisbee out of my backpack and quickly throw to the general direction of Claire. To my surprise she caught Frisbee and soon it was heading my way... I completely missed and the Frisbee hit me in the head and knocked me round down to the floor.

Claire quickly ran to my aid, I woke up, dazed and confused soon realising that I was okay, Claire broke out in laughter.
"That was the funniest thing I ever saw!" cried Claire still laughing.

I was the only not laughing, what would happen if Claire was the one who made the mistake, she wouldn't be laughing, I would. I just accepted it and moved on. Playing Frisbee started to get boring quite fast and again we were at the conundrum of deciding what to do next.

We just stared at the beautiful and vivid orange sunset coming down; I asked Claire, "Why don't we go swimming, in the ocean?"

"Why not?" She asked me.

"Okay let's go get ready then."

I got changed in the bathroom and Claire changed in her bedroom and across the road we were already at the beach. I felt the pristine yellow sand at my feet. Claire ran and waded into the water first. I walked slowly towards the ocean, I hadn't swum in a while, even though I have a pool in my house, I rarely use it; the only person who does use is my mother.

The cold ocean water made me shiver but it was a good feeling. We didn't stay there for long as the temperature was cooling down fast. With Sunset Valley being such a beach haven, nobody used the beach and when out boating either.

"That's because there's no pier," Claire responded when I asked the question.

"We should build one then."

"But where?" She asked.

"Um... I don't know, at, what's it called, ah that's it, Recurve Strand," I tried to remember.

"I guess that make sense."

It was getting late; already the time was 6:00PM, I had to leave to get home in time for dinner, I wonder what Butler Berjes would be cooking...

I kissed goodbye Claire, and rode off into the distance. The trip back was fine; I arrived home, half an hour later.

I walked into the house, nothing peculiar was happening. Father suddenly appears before me,
"Hello Malcolm, good to see your home early." He spoke in a happy tone.

"Um, yeah, I was just in time for dinner, what's for dinner may I ask?" I replied.

"Um, it's Porcini Risotto."

"What's that? I never heard of it before." I asked feeling a little peckish.

"Onions, Mushroom in Risotto Rice."

"Oh, sounds interesting." I responded, curiously waiting to see what it looks and tastes like.

We had a scrumptious dinner; the mushroom thankfully didn't overpower the flavour of risotto or onions. Soon as dinner was over, I was tired enough to hop into bed and fall asleep fast. Except I didn't, I spend half an hour reading a novel, to get me even more tired. Which then I was so exhausted, I napped and then went into a deep sleep.

. . .

The next day I woke up ready for the day ahead, with the plan going ahead, I knew it was going to work; there were absolutely no doubts in my mind. The breakfast was fine as usual; everyone was busy doing their own thing. The bus as always arrived at 8:00AM.

As school as we got to school, I met up with Claire; we both had not a worry in the world, even though Claire always says that I've got something to worry about. This time was an exception and I had to prove that to her.

"Come on seriously, there has to be something wrong," Claire kept telling me.

"Well in the world, there always is something that is going wrong, it may affect or not, it may actually be somewhere far away around the world but right here, right now, I have nothing to worry about." I claimed to Claire.

"Are you sure, you're not worried about the plan, you know it could go wrong..."

"I'm 100% sure that it will work, its fool-proof." I kept trying to say to her and myself.

"But you can't just say that just going to work; remember what happened to the Simtanic?"

"Yeah, I just really don't feel like thinking about what will go wrong, it's that weird feeling..." I stuttered, she was completely defeating my point.

"Of worrying?" I she said with a cute smile.

"Well, yes sort of."

Claire finally understood, I thought she was playing me for a second. With things going wrong, it made me think of Murphy's Law. 'Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.' The best example of this is a Sim with a low cooking skill, cooks on the stove, most indefinitely it will catch fire and this is also proven by the statistics by the government that show fires from the stove are most common ways fires happen, the least, luckily is earthquakes. Earthquakes have never happened in Sunset Valley but have occurred in Twinbrook.

Anyway after thinking about earthquakes, school finished at 2:30PM. I caught the bus home, I didn't expect anyone home; father always comes late from the Hospital and mother comes home usually at 5:00PM. As soon as I arrived home, the unexpected had happened.

Mother was home, I could tell by the car in the curved driveway. I as soon as I entered the door, she was there ready to greet me.
"Hello, Malcolm, my dear, I need to talk to you about something... It's kind of urgent." Mother told straight away, I knew my plan had been blown; she always puts on that royal accent. Mother then walked me into her secluded office.

"You could have told me that you were on television today."

"Was I really?" I replied in a sarcastic tone.

"Yes, it was Saturday when it happened, the meteor, right?" She asked me with her voice rising.

I scratched my head; I had to confess, "Yeah it was after the party, I was going to leave the party until I saw the thing."

"You lied to me!" Mother shouted at me.

"I didn't, I just didn't tell you...I didn't want to worry you." I calmly tell Mother.

"You know you are in trouble for this, I'm not letting this go." Mother stated to me clearly and firmly.

"What will it be?" I wondered then questioned.

"I will decide soon and don't you think it will just be you taking the blame, I'm calling Claire's mother right now." Mother said loudly, she was starting to raise her voice again.

"Um, don't you need their number?" I asked as she probably doesn't know the number.

"Don't worry, I've already have it." She said with a little laugh.