HormonesJoslynn's birthday rolled around and she aged up into a teen. Not wanting to be left out (or considerably younger than the women they were destined to marry), the boys snuck downstairs early the next morning for a premature birthday.
Gavin and Joslynn instantly recognized their mutual chemistry.
Gavin: "Hey, we're attracted! Score!"
Joslynn: *sobbing* "Oh dear god,
why?!"
Okay, okay, so she was really just upset by the recent passing of the family sheepdog, Maya, who was featured only briefly in this story.
So, here we have it, ladies and gents! Our four teenagers, two of whom will inherit the legacy. In order of age:
Isabelle:
Joslynn:
Gavin:
And, last but not least, Ransom:
The teens naturally paired themselves off into
teams couples.
Isabelle and Ransom immediately set about to doing their homework. Isabelle was good and studious, and Ransom--while in fact evil and rebellious--was a genius. So although they were driven by completely different motivations, they arrived at the same conclusion.
Gavin and Jos, meanwhile, decided to engage in their favorite past time: catch. Leave it to two athletes to think that pelting each other with a baseball and catching it bare-handed is fun.
Afterwards, Gavin asked Joslynn if they could be best friends forever.
She said yes, and then he couldn't help but wonder if they might could be something more.
But while Gavin and Jos were dilly-dallying around with little flirts, Ransom lost no time in making his move, successfully landing his first smooch.
It was a difficult time to be the mother of two teenage girls, especially seeing as their dates lived in the house with them.
Isabelle: *flirtatiously* "Hey, I've got an idea."
Ransom: *thinking*
I hope it involves my rocket!
It was all just a bit much for poor Tris to handle. Although, to be fair, she did promptly get them back by enjoying a make-out session with her husband right in front of them. (Isabelle: "Ew, moooom!")
Speaking of Tris, you may perhaps be wondering what she's been up to. She's been working on fulfilling her lifetime wish to max the social networking skill and have a five star blog. Being a neurotic, perceptive bookworm, Tris seemed like the sort who always be spinning crazy conspiracy theories which she'd use her sleuthing skills to try and bring to light. Of course, no regular newspaper would hire such a person, so she'd have to have her own blog to get the message out. Any way, that's why I chose that wish for her.
In reality, what it actually means that she does is this:
Kissing her husband pops the "gotta blog" moodlet to blog about the art of great kissing.
She then claps her hands and cheers, and she pops another wish to post an update for her blog. And so the whole cycle repeats. It's a tough job, but I suppose somebody's got to do it.
Her husband Joaquin, meanwhile, is pretty much racing against time to see whether he can max the culinary career before Grim finds him.
In closing, Samura takes a job as a stylist, to help the townies of Midnight Hollow stay fashionable.
Here she is giving a makeover to one of Olive Specter's daughters with . . . I forget who. Just one of the many new kids I re-seeded the town with.
Up next, find out more about the teens and get prepared to vote for your favorite couple!
