Going Solo: Gen 2.9 Kerri

I woke up the next morning with a heavy heart. I looked at the picture on my desk from prom and I got angry. Picking it up I dumped it in the trash then called Mom. In times like these, not matter how grown you are, you need your mommy. She said she'd be right over. I also called Shasha, but she was at work so I had to leave a message. Mom arrived around thirty minutes later and instantly pulled me into a hug.

Ansley: Honey, I know it hurts like heck now, but it'll get better. I promise.
Kerri: **sniffle sniffle** he didn't even seem sorry. He looked relieved I caught him.

It was true, I'd replayed that moment over and over and that was the conclusion I'd come too. He'd been pulling away, and acting strange. He was relieved to be done with me, now he was free to be with his vampire chick and not worry any longer about the measly human. I cried harder and mom just held me, stroking my hair. She wasn't always the most conventional mom, but she loved me and it showed when I needed her now. Afterwards, in true Mom fashion, she took me out for a little retail therapy. I got some new paints and brushes. Later that evening Shasha called me back, she was angry and promised to be on the next plane to Bridgeport.

I woke up feeling queasy the next day, but didn't think anything of it because Mom had insisted we try the new sushi place. Raw fish is not my favorite. When I woke up again the next day still feeling queasy, I started to get worried. I ate some toast to settle my stomach. That was a bad idea.

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Going Solo: Gen 2.8 Kerri

Since getting back, Boyd was staying over more and more these days and my mind was at ease about his mom. It wasn't like we were living together, and he would be gone for a week or sometimes two at a time sadly, but he did at least call me when that happened. He kept a small supply of plasma fruit at my house, but I kinda enjoyed when he fed from me. It seemed to bring us closer in a way. Mom was out of town on a set when the winter festival came to town.

Boyd went with me and we had a fun time, until he abruptly told me we had to leave. I had just gotten back from getting hot chocolate when he took my hand and lead me from the park. When I asked what was up, he just said he was bored and ready to go. He'd never been so short with me before, but I didn't push it. I was getting cold anyway so going home wasn't a terrible idea. He felt bad for how he acted, so he made it up to me in great ways that night.

A few weeks later I asked him to come with me to Grams' house for the feast party. He declined so I went alone. (I have no clue why Graham threw a pool party in the dead of winter) I was a little bummed, but had a great time with family.

I learned that Graham and Ichelle were expecting finally. They'd been trying since they got married. It was a good thing for the house since Grams had been still sad over Alan's death. Her new grandchild would bring some joy back into her life. She was already planning to revamp Graham's old nursery for the baby. The kid was going to be spoiled. My paintings were selling well, I'd had a few people commission some from me. Even though it was my 'job' it never felt like work since I was doing something I greatly enjoyed. With dad retired, we got together often for dinner or just to hang out. He promised to let me paint him one day.

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Going Solo: Gen. 1.13

With age comes wisdom and regret. Or at least that's how it is for Matt. Now that he has reached elder status and facing his mortality, he is rethinking his life. That thought process seems to be directed at his daughter. Kerri was getting to know her father finally and I was happy for that. He would come over just to hang out, or help her with her homework even though she really didn't need it.

The biggest thing was he taught her to drive. I was going to send her to one of those schools, but he said he wanted to do it. He was patient with her and she passed with flying colors.

He bought her a car to celebrate her accomplishment. Lenny was spending the night at my house more often and I didn't mind, but I did wonder why. I talked to Kerri about it to make sure she was ok with it, and she said she didn't really care.

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Going Solo: Gen 1.5

I went by to visit mom. She had settled in nicely at Alan's place. It was huge and she gave me the grand tour. They had already set up a nursery and he made her a nice painting corner. She was being treated like a queen and she deserved it.

With Devin being so 'busy' I was seeing more of Lenny. He wasn't as good in bed as Devin, but he did have time for me. Even though it was rumored he had started seeing Tiara. I was really confused a few weeks later when he started yelling at me after work. I hadn't seen him for a bit and I figured it was because of his new relationship with Tiara. He did look good, I noticed while he was yelling, that he got the make over I had suggested.

Anyway he was accusing me of cheating on him. AS IF!!! We weren't exclusive and he was 'dating' someone but I was the cheater! The nerve! Unfortunately some of the other crew and staff were leaving and heard his accusations. Talk around the water-cooler turned to me having some sort of cheater reputation. 

To make myself feel better after that embarrassing incident, I headed out for a little dancing and drinking. Some girl came running up to me asking for my autograph. I was flattered, even if I thought it was a case of mistaken identity. I signed it anyway. Then there was this guy playing the keyboard and he was pretty good.

I picked up the guitar and started playing along with him. I hadn't touched one since I left Twinbrook and I forgot how much I loved the music. When I left, I tipsy dialed Devin to see if he was free and surprisingly he was. I was too tired afterwards to go home so I just crashed at his place.

I finally got another promotion. I was now a production manager! And how do I celebrate, by clubbing of course. I had called Stella to see if she wanted to come out but she had a new man in her life and couldn't make it. Guess it was a good thing because I ran into her ex, Richie. He was a looker! I know those were bad thoughts to have about my friend's ex-husband, but I can't deny he was a good looking man.

He was kind and signed an autograph then asked if I wanted to join him in the VIP room. It had a hot tub. Luckily it never went past some heavy making out. I guess there are some lines I won't cross.

I was heading home one day when I was stopped by none other than the famous Matthew Hamming. He told me he heard of my promotion and now that I was going to be on his set he wanted to personally show me around. I was shocked, he was the biggest star in the place and he actually knew who I was. I had a major fan girl moment as he led me around, ending the tour in his personal dressing room. A few weeks later I woke up with a nasty stomach bug, or at least I hoped that's all it was.

***Ansley is a 4 star celebrity and is at level 5 of her career-Production Manager. I gave Lenny a make over because I was really tired of that horrible pony tail and baggy clothes. He's the first townie I've made over. I've been really tempted to update Alan's look, but I'm leaving him as is. The baby on the floor at the club belongs to Lilly-Bo Chique.***

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Going Solo: Gen. 1.4

Stuff was still breaking and I began thinking it was time to look for a better place. I had been promoted from Key Grip to Alan Stanley's personal assistant. That job came with a nice bonus and pay raise. If I was lucky, I would be able to find a nice one bedroom place that wasn't going to be crazy high in rent.

I got a call from Stella who was in tears one day. She and Richie were getting divorced, she'd caught him cheating. I felt so bad for her and knew the exact thing she needed for a pick me up. She got a sitter for the night and we had a nice girls night out.

Mom had her birthday, and I have to say she aged up well. I'm so glad she has great genes, it gives me hope for when I get old. Her birthday happened to fall on leisure day and my boss was throwing a pool party. Alan was old and geeky, but you don't turn down party invites from your boss. I asked if my mom could come as well and he agreed.

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Going Solo: Gen. 1.3

I was starting to think my landlord was a slum lord. Things were constantly breaking and I found I could fix them quicker instead of waiting on the maintenance guy that never seemed to show up. At least things at work were going well.

I was enjoying my new job but being a best girl was still not a glamorous job. I spent most of my time getting food for the cast members. Devin and I were hanging out more. I really was starting to like him. We met up at the sports bar in town after our shift ended, he talked me into getting a little frisky in the elevator.

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Going Solo: Gen. 1.2

I managed to secure a job at one of the local film studios. I was a background extra, it wasn't a glamorous title or even high paying, but it was a job that got my foot in the door. Being new in town I wanted to do something I never did back home, make friends. I no longer wanted to lead a life of seclusion like I did with mom. Plus I was going to be a star, so that meant my name and face were going to be out in the public eye anyway. After all this time, I doubted my 'father' was even still searching for me so mom would be safe. I tried to figure out the best place to meet new people, in a town where looks mattered, I thought the gym would be a good choice. I had to be in shape if I wanted to be in showbiz right? Once I got there I met some friendly people.

One chick named Stella Striker who had just moved here because her husband was traded to the city's sports team. For someone who had a famous husband, she was surprisingly friendly. We exchanged numbers and decided to hang out sometimes. I also ran into one of my co-workers Devin Ashton. Man! He's hot.

I only hoped I wasn't drooling too much staring at his bare chest as he talked to me. He asked if I wanted to go hang out at Eugi's if I didn't have other plans. He said a few of the other low level workers like us hung out there from time to time. I'd never been to a bar and I wouldn't dare turn down a hot guy so I was all up for it. It wasn't much of a place, it sat in the basement of one of the high rises, but it was nice to hang out with people.

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