Gen 3 - Chapter 7: Happy Birthday Eulalie, and Drazen Gets a Romance

Eulalie's birthday snuck up on all of us - we were all thinking she had a little while yet of being a teenager, but nope. I felt kind of bad when it ended up being just the trash can to celebrate her birthday with her, but she hadn't even realized it was coming, so that made me feel better.

Naturally, she grew up stunning. Just like as a teenager - my sister was just undeniably gorgeous. And skinny. And exactly what guys looked for. At least I didn't seem to have to worry about that anymore - but I hadn't actually seen Marcelo since he'd yelled at me, so how could I really know? Sorry, I'm making this about me.. I seem to do that a lot. But I guess I'm supposed to, right? This is where I write my thoughts about me, I need to be selfish and wish for things to happen for me. Lalie doesn't really have to worry, she's pretty enough that she can easily make things happen for herself..

But I was going to make it up to Eulalie, and the triplets, for not doing anything for either of their birthdays. I thought of one way to make it up to Lalie, then immediately, another idea followed. "Yes!" I cheered to myself, then approached Eulalie. "Hey, Lalie! Happy birthday!"

"Thanks!" she grinned at me, then seemed to notice that I had a 'plotting and scheming' look to me, because she raised an eyebrow at me. "Is that all, or..?"

"Oh, no. I have something more. Drazen and I have a band, Pomegranates - we haven't gotten any gigs or anything yet, and I thought, well.. you weren't a multiple birth, so you don't have a twin or triplets to join a band with. Want to be a Pomegranate?"

She stared at me for a moment, then grinned again, and shrugged. "I would love that, sure! I'm the keyboardist, right? And you're the drummer and he's the guitarist?"

"Yep! Oh, and I had another idea too. How would you feel about going to France to celebrate your, and the triplets' since we didn't really celebrate their's either, birthday?"

She stared at me, mouth gaping open. "I would LOVE that."

"Great! Go tell everyone, I'll call."

She did as asked, and I did what I said I would, setting up the arrangements for the next flight for France. Maybe I'd meet some Frenchman who would sweep me off my feet, so I could make Marcelo jealous and he'd finally ask me to be his girlfriend? That wasn't my main thought behind going to France, and I didn't think it would happen, but it was fun to think about. He really wasn't very good at 'taking care of me'. I felt neglected, but maybe that was just because I'd been avoiding him because of what he said? It was all too confusing, but it was probably my fault. I could count on that much.

The plane ride was very long, and we slept most of the way. When we got there, it was daytime, but we all didn't want to stay in all day anyway. So, most of my siblings headed off to the market, and I headed to the museum - I was more interested in it, than what they were interested in. They all wanted to meet locals. I'm more interested in art than socialization.

I heard later about all of my siblings' encounters with locals, but the only one that stuck with me was Drazen's, and I was super excited for him. Evidently, when he found a local, he told me 'it was love at first sight'. A heart stopping, breath-catching sort of thing. He told me he forced himself to just chat with her at first, and learned that her name was Veronique Godard. There was a squiggly over her name, I'm sure, but I'm not sure where. Anyway.

He started flirting with her after a while, found out their signs were compatible and she was single, and then he could control himself anymore. I imagine it was a control-loss in the most gentlemanly way possible - out of all of my brothers, he's definitely the most gentlemanly. Not to say my other brothers aren't gentlemen, but, well.. never mind.

He said that Quin showed up at one point, but quickly left when he realized that he was really preferred somewhere else.

Meanwhile, back at 'home', Eulalie was the only one who hadn't gone anywhere. I was confused as to why at first, but then just because I leaved, I saw what she saw - a rather attractive Egyptian tourist, Bakri Youssef. So, while the triplets and I were busy with our own things, Drazen was having a full out romance, and Lalie was flirting with a fellow tourist - and playing chess, but mainly flirting.

You may be wondering what I was doing at the museum? After I had looked at all of the exhibits, I sat down and read one of the books I'd brought with me from home. I'm not a terribly exciting person, I prefer to read about adventures rather than experience them..

When I finally went home, I wanted to go straight to bed. The only bed I was really used to was our vampire beds, or our Moms' old bed, so I went straight upstairs to one of the rooms with the full beds. Just as I grabbed the knob, suddenly I felt a hand grab my shoulder. "You really, really don't want to do that!" Lalie told me as I turned to her, and I just gave her a look of confusion.

"Why not?"

"Drazen brought a French girl home. They've been in there since they got here.."

I stared at her with wide eyes - this was before Drazen told me about Veronique, so I was shocked. Surprised. Startled. All those words that fit what I was feeling at the time. "OH.." I looked at the door, and blushed as much as a vampire can blush. I could finally hear the, eh.. noises coming from inside, and I felt an annoying feeling of jealousy rush through me. I wanted that with Marcelo - how come Drazen can have it so easily with a girl he just met, and I had to fight Marcelo every step of the way just to cuddle? I wrinkled my nose, then looked at Eulalie. "I'll just sleep downstairs, then." 

First thing in the morning, I tried to think of something interesting to do. Interesting to me may have been boring for some, but the first thing really interesting that popped into my head was the fact that I was in a foreign country - imagine all of the new books I'd never read before! I suddenly wanted to have read twenty books in total, so I quickly got dressed and rushed towards the door. From behind me I could hear Quin moaning, "How can you run this early.." I guess it was just easy for me to wake up.

As I passed one of the beds on the end, I paused for only a moment. "Drazen, what are you doing down here? Shouldn't you be upstairs with your lady?"

He yawned at me as he sat up. "She had to go so I slept down here."

"Oh, okay. See you later then! I'm going to go to the bookstore!"

"Of course you are." I blew a raspberry at him at that remark, then continued and headed to the marketplace to do exactly as I planned.

When asking everyone how their day was - later, naturally - I learned that Drazen had quite easily the most fun out of any of us. They all socialized for a little while, until my twin called his lady love over and then he disappeared off into the upstairs suite. Zach and Eulalie, and Quin and Jere spent most of the day socializing and trying to ignore what was going on upstairs. Poor Drazen and Veronique, though, had a bad case of the 'intrusive paps' - neither of them were shy, though, and decided to just give her a better show, even if it meant that Drazen would be disgraced for 'woohooing in public'. Even if it wasn't in public.

Later in the day, Quin decided to play chess and master his logic, Lalie stalked Bakri a little, and Zach and Jere played catch. They said that for some reason, the pap seemed to find their catch game really interesting. At least they distracted her from Dray and Veronique.

I didn't get home until dark. I read several books, and enjoyed every one of them, but I knew it was time I should be getting home. Upon walking in, I decided I should get some plasma, and walked into the kitchen - just to hear some rather.. loud noises from upstairs, and I turned my gaze upstairs. "Seriously, Drazen?" I mumbled, before shaking my head, and then started towards the fridge again, but before I could get there, my cell rang. I blinked, then answered it. "Hello?"

It was a local - probably got my number from a magazine or something, being famous and all.. but anyway, they wanted me to get something for them from a nearby tomb. I accepted it, just because that way I could say I did something in France other than read.

I did realize that I prefer to read about adventures, but I did have a good time exploring the old Celtic ruins. It seemed like someone had already gone through it, though, because there was a lot I didn't have to do. Like, most of the doors were unlocked or wide open. I did have to stick my hand in several holes in the wall and floor, though, and one of them - that actually had what I was looking for - was completely full of icky, nasty, creepy crawlies, and I screamed my lungs out. It's a good thing I'm not a huge coward, I would have run out without the baseball if I was - I almost did anyway, but then I quickly forced myself to shove my hand back in the hole and pulled it out. I found out my weakness - some people are afraid of water, some of heights, some of death, but me? I'm afraid of insects and arachnids. Ick!

I took the baseball back to Gustave, the man who had requested I find it for him. Upon actually seeing him, I immediately wanted to find out his sign - he was incredibly handsome, I had a think for guys with long hair, and maybe he'd be more interested in me than Marcelo. I asked him his sign, and we weren't compatible, and he really didn't seem very interested. Less interested than Kraig had, even. When I saw his eyes dart to the left, and I glanced over, immediately figuring out what the problem was. He had a daughter - that little girl was unmistakably his, and if he had a daughter, it was likely he also had a wife. We'd all talked about going home that morning before I headed off to adventure, and even Drazen wanted to go home (so he could invite Veronique home..), so to save myself from further embarrassment, flirting with married men, I called and set up for a taxi to take us to the airport for our flight.

And we were off, back home, where I could think about me and Marcelo's complicated almost-relationship some more.

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Maybe I should just move to France.

(A/N: I sure wish the TS3 website's forums were working for me - but at least this way I update more often, right? :D Anyway, so! I enjoyed their trip to France, because, for some reason when they're at home, they aren't autonomous.. at all. Like, it will take them three Sim hours before they do ANYTHING at home, but when they're on vacation, I practically CAN'T tell them to do anything because they're too busy doing their own thing. It's weird, and I'm debating moving the fourth generation to a new town, because I've hated them living in Bridgeport from the beginning. I just haven't moved them yet because I love the Sims around town.)