Mild Sheen, Part 2, 2006

Remar, summer, 2006
Sazo is 47, Sandy is 44, S’Ahmisa is 19, Si’Enya is 14. Trevor Yates is 24.

While Li was busy rushing with the basement renovations, Sandy was busy focusing on opening her bookstore, Blue Willow Books. It was a small shop located in Apple Plains and sold books and magazines.

Everyone helped to get the store up and running. S’Ahmisa would stop by to clean and dust whenever she had a free moment, and Si’Enya helped to design the display window.

There were not very many customers yet, so most of the time the family simply sat and enjoyed each other’s company. Sazo had agreed to be available in the store until Sandy became a bit more comfortable with the customers.

Sazo didn’t think that he was needed as he watched his wife charm sim after sim into purchasing a book or new magazine. He was right, she was a natural.
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Si’Enya sighed. There was another email from another classmate asking to come over to her house. It wasn’t that she didn’t like sims, but thanks to her parent’s new tenent, classmates were begging to come over. It was always like that, sims were rarely interested in her and those who were, like Rojo, were only interested in her ample endownment from the bust fairy. Now instead of her ample assests, classmates were interested in her because of who lived in her basement.

She liked Trevor, really she did. She clearly didn’t see what the fuss was all about. To her, Trevor wasn’t some superstar singer with sexy moves, but a goofy dance partner in the evenings when the smustle song came on. He didn’t stare with those signature bedroom eyes, but they often found themselves hugging the wall in pain from laughing so much.

Trevor was her friend that would happily chat about the environment with her, but only after seven when he was done with his daily singing and recording session. He understood her concern about the missing spider from her collection, he gave her tips about getting down in the dirt to find those rare bugs and he was the one who brought her The Wild World of Insects when she left hers in the rain.

Most sims didn't know that he enjoyed nature so much. He said it didn't make for good publicity for a rock singer to enjoy looking for insects or digging in the dirt. Apparently, dirt was sexy, mud was sexy, but dirt and insects were not sexy. So he kept that part of his life hidden from the tabloids and magazines, happy to have something sacred and special in the industry that he worked in.

Trevor for the most part enjoyed living with the Warwicks. He still couldn’t believe how fast everything had happened. One moment he was sharing with the CEO of SiMusic about his need to find a temporary place to stay in Apple Valley that didn’t require a long lease and the next moment he was moving into the basement apartment at the Warwicks.

His frequent travels created the need for a place to stay that was cheap and always available whenever he was in town. He was tired of living in hotels, but still not ready to put down roots. He wasn’t sure if he would ever be ready to buy a home, well, he was sure that he wasn’t ready. He lacked the necessary funding to purchase a home. It was funny, most sims thought of Aerial Bionic as superstars, but they weren’t. They were trying to recover costs from their debut album and lackluster tour and attempting to record a second album that would hopefully push them into superstardom. One day they wanted to perform in front of sold out crowds in huge arenas, for now they did anything they could including festivals and pagents.

“My oldest, S’Ahmisa, is coming over today. If you’re here, I’ll introduce you.” Sandy said while internally plotting their introduction.

Trevor nodded. He was well aware of S’Ahmisa. You couldn’t stay in the Warwick home very long without hearing about very talented and very ambitious S’Ahmisa. S’Ahmisa interned with a mayor. S’Ahmisa speaks three languages fluently. S’Ahmisa is the youngest sim to serve on the county council. S’Ahmisa scored the winning goal during the university soccer championship game. S’Ahmisa is going to be mayor one day.

Trevor was at home when S’Ahmisa arrived, he was always in his apartment working on new music for the album or cataloging his bugs. S’Ahmisa knew exactly who he was when her mother told her about him, but she wondered if he would remember her from the concert last summer or even the concert this summer. Good thing she didn’t ask, because he didn’t remember her. He would later say that she seemed a bit familiar, but most of them did.

Sandy grinned as she saw S’Ahmisa start to blush, I wouldn’t mind a celebrity for a son-in-law. She thought leaving the apartment to give them privacy.

They spent the rest of the night talking. Mostly about S’Ahmisa’s new post on the county council, but also a bit about her personal life.

By the time eleven o’clock arrived, Trevor knew about Verde and Rashid and even S’Ahmisa’s tiny crush on Mayor Cunningham. He knew that she still dreamed of Rashid even though they had agreed that S’Ahmisa needed some space to sort out her feelings.

By the time midnight arrived, S’Ahmisa knew about Trevor’s older brother and how Trevor constantly felt that he was in his shadow. His brother excelled at everything he tried, music, sports, the medical industry and even politics. Trevor was always the insecure one, the one that the family would often forget existed in favor of his older brother. He was the one who as a teen spent his time exploring the surrounding land for bugs and had only a mild interest in music. Trevor was the quiet one, the one who had a mild sheen like a river rock, while his brother shined like the brightest star.

“S’Ahmisa,” Si’Enya said coming down the stairs. “Are you spending the night?”

“Ugh, I guess so.”

“I need to lock the doors, are you coming upstairs anytime soon?” she asked noting the looks the two shared.

She wondered if Trevor would now become too busy to have smustle dance parties and if S’Ahmisa would be making more trips home to visit the new tenant. She hated the feeling in the pit of her stomach as she thought about Trevor and S'Ahmisa together. Si'Enya doubted it was jealously, but tt was always that way, S'Ahmisa was the golden girl and therefor life just seemed to hand her exactly what she desired.

“Yea, give me a few minutes.”

Si’Enya rolled her eyes as she started up the stairs.

“Si’Enya, do you think you would like to take a hike tomorrow to the lake? Maybe we’ll be able to catch that spider.”

“Sure, that will be fun.”

“Thank you for being so nice to her.” S’Ahmisa said as Si’Enya closed the door behind her.

“I enjoy spending time with her." Trevor replied.

“Ah, well, I better go. It’s getting late.” She mumbled before awkwardly staring him.

After a few moments of silence, she turned to leave. Before she reached the door, she decided to throw caution to the wind and live a little as Rashid had urged her.

She abruptly turned around and kissed the waiting man. “Good night, Trevor.”

Trevor smirked as he watched her climb the stairs, as soon as the door closed, he wiped his lips with his sleeve. Yes, S'Ahmisa might be the bright shining star of the Warwick family, but Trevor was finding that he preferred the sheen.