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Not A Love Story Update #8 Part 2

"So," Henry began. "Garreth, have you thought more about your plans after college?" "I want to be a writer," Garreth said, his voice tense "Yes, but I mean you won't get published overnight. That can take years. Have you figured out what you want your plan to be in the meantime." Garreth went silent.

"Because," Henry continued. "I know the company that publishes your mother's books are looking for a summer intern. It'd give you a foot in the door, and some valuable experience. Or, you could always take your degree and go the lawyer route. My attorney's office is always looking for new hires."

"Dad," Garreth started to say. "I'm weighing all my options, okay." In truth, Garreth didn't know what to say. Henry had been pushing him for years to be a lawyer just like he was, and Garreth knew he'd make a piss poor lawyer. All he'd ever really wanted to do was write novels like his mother does.

"Alright, boys," Christine interjected sensing the tensions between father and son starting to rise. "Maybe we can table this conversation for another time. I for one think Naomi did a wonderful job with this meal and it would be a shame for both your plates to go to waste while you both argue."

In the Gains household, Fiona settled onto the couch with Susanna, the two of them making pleasant conversation. "It's time I should be heading out," Maria announced while flashing a side eye at Susanna. "It appears someone has sucked all there air out of this room." "I'll come too," offered Diego.

Maria pulled Ainsley in for a hug, "it's always a pleasure to see you, dear." "Aw, you too, Maria." "If you or your sister ever need anything, do not hesitate to call me. You're as much my child as Diego is at this point." "Thank you, but we'll be okay," Ainsley was used to doing everything alone.

Ainsley offered Diego and Maria a wave after walking them downstairs "Good to see, Ains," Diego said "Stay here with your friend," Maria told him. "But-" Diego tried to protest. "I was planning on calling your abuela when we get home. She was gutted we couldn't fly out today." "I'll stay here then."

"Avoiding a conversation with your abuela?" Ainsley feigned disappointment. "Ains, you've met my abuela. You end up stuck on the phone for hours with her," Diego explained. "Plus, we're flying out to see her for Bunny Day, so it's not like I won't be seeing her for a while." "I know, I know."

It was silent before Ainsley added, "I don't want to go upstairs and listen to Susanna talk about how unfair Paul's case was. Does that make me a horrible sister?" "It doesn't. I wouldn't want to listen to that either, he's not your father," Diego gestured for Ainsley to follow. "Come on."

Diego led Ainsley further into the bookstore before laying down on the carpet, like they used to do as teens "What do you think about the appeal?" Ainsley took a deep breath "Susanna is delusional. This is the 5th time she's claimed Paul has an appeal when he doesn't. She's getting Fiona's hopes up"

"She can't keep letting Fiona down like this," Ainsley said. "It's not fair to her." "Or you," Diego added. "I don't care about what she does to me. I care about Fiona being let down, again. I know what it's like to not have your father, and it sucks. I hate that Fiona has to go through that too."

"It's different, your Dad is dead, and Fiona's is alive but in prison," Diego took a deep breath before adding. "I know you don't want to hear this, but I think you need to tell her. I think it'll save Fiona a lot of hurt in the long run." "I can't do that. I can't ruin her childhood like that."

While Diego didn't approve of Ainsley's decision to leave Fiona in the dark about her father, he understood where she was coming from. "Fine," he said in an attempt to change the subject. "Let's talk about Garreth then." "What about Garreth?" "Like how it's clear you still have a massive crush on him"

Ainsley rolled her eyes, "Do I find him attractive? Yes, I think anyone with eyes can tell you he's an attractive guy. Do I have a crush on him, no. That was the fantasy of a naïve little 15-year old Ainsley. You know I can't be in a serious relationship. I mean look at what happened with Isaiah."

Now it was Diego's turn to roll his eyes, "what happened with Isaiah was entirely your fault. You spent a year crushing on him, practically begged Delilah to have Jamal set the two of you up, and when he tried to get more serious you bolted. You can choose not to bolt with Garreth, you know."

"I can't be in a serious relationship." "Why not?" "Well, I don't know," Ainsley paused for a moment. "I guess because it means I have to open up to someone, let them get involved in my life which is far too messy." "It's okay to accept help sometimes. You don't have to go about everything alone."

"It's not that simple." "Except it is that simple, Ains," Diego said. "I think you've had a really shitty hand dealt to you in life, and you're used to dealing with everything alone, so when someone tries to step in and care for you, it freaks you out and you run. Tell me I'm wrong, I dare you."

"You know, the university does offer free counseling," Diego told her. "I think there's a lot you have to deal with." "Now I need therapy?" "You want the whole nuclear family thing one day, and you won't ever have that if you keep running from every good guy that tries to get close to you."

Ainsley didn't respond, she knew Diego was right. He was the only person who could be real with Ainsley like this, it was one of the many reasons they were best friends. She did want those things, a marriage, a home, children, but she also feared that maybe she'd be too much for someone one day.

"So," Ainsley finally said. "We talked about Garreth, now can we talk about the guy you've been seeing?" "I'm allowing this change in subject, but only because I'm dying to tell you about Levi." Ainsley smiled at that, "So?" Diego laughed as he told Ainsley everything about his new relationship.

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Not A Love Story Update #8 Part 1

A month had passed since Ainsley and her friends had gone to the Janie & the Misfits concert. Currently, she found herself home for Harvestfest, which was always bittersweet. She loved spending more time with Fiona, but hated dealing with the dramatics that were Susanna; however, today was different.

Today, Susanna had simply announced that she'd rather be spending the day at the prison talking to her dead beat husband, Paul, behind a plastic window instead of spending the day with her daughters. Ainsley didn't mind one bit, so she smiled to herself as she prepared their Harvestfest meal.

A knock sounded at the apartment door, "I got it!" exclaimed Fiona. She let out an excited squeal as she opened the door. "Diego, Maria, it's so good to see you guys. Maria immediately pulled Fiona in for a hug. "I swear, you get prettier every time I see you." "Oh, stop. Ainsley's the pretty one."

"You're both beautiful," Maria said as Diego took his turn to pull Fiona in for a hug. "How are you, dear?" "I'm good." "Behaving?" "Obviously," Fiona smiled. "I got an A on my algebra test last week." "Smart girl," Maria smiled. "Are we expecting to see your mother at some point today?"

"I don't think so," Fiona said a note of sadness in her voice. "She's visiting with Daddy today. This way he knows that we still love and care about him even though we can't all spend the day with him." Maria didn't know how to respond to that, so she said, "Well, it smells delicious in here."

"Well it's almost done," Ainsley called from the kitchen. Diego turned to Fiona, "I really hope she seasoned the turkey this year." "I heard that," Ainsley replied. "And, my cooking skill is higher now." "All I hear is you evading whether or not you used seasonings." "Do you want to cook next year?"

"I'll give you a bit of credit," said Diego as they sat down to eat. "You dabbled in seasoning this year." "I tried. I'm only at level 4 you know," Ainsley explained. "Which is nearly halfway," Diego joked and Maria stifled a laugh. "I'll buy you a cookbook for Winterfest this year, don't worry."

Ainsley had to admit, this was shaping up to be a pretty nice Harvestfest, for once. It was nice to not have Susanna there nit-picking every little conversation that was had. Instead, Ainsley was able to focus on having a good time with people she cared about, rather than what may upset Susanna.

"What do we have here?" drawled a voice from the doorway. Everyone at the table, with the exception of Fiona, tensed. "Hey, Mama!" Fiona offered Susanna a cherry wave. "You're home early. "Yes, well it appears I'm still only allowed to see your father for an hour even on holidays. It's ridiculous."

"They have rules for a reason," Ainsley muttered. "And I see you decided not to wait for me to come home to begin the meal, I am famished you know," Susanna said. "You said you wouldn't be home until late," Ainsley pointed out. "I'm your mother," snapped Susanna. "Do I get a plate or not?"

"Just take mine," Ainsley knew Susanna's tells better than anyone, so she knew when her mother was about to have one of her temper tantrums. "I'm not hungry anyways, and I haven't touched it yet. I'll just get started on the dishes." Susanna didn't even say thank you as she slid into Ainsley's seat.

"Oh, Mama, how is Daddy?" Fiona asked completely oblivious to the tension that had clouded over the room. "He's well," explained Susanna. "Actually, his lawyer thinks they can get him an appeal. He could be home by Bunny Day." "Really!" "What?" Ainsley whirled around from her spot at the sink.

This wasn't the first time Susanna had deluded herself with the idea of an appeal. Paul's case had been iron clad, his sentencing perfect. He was set to get out when Fiona left for college. Then Ainsley could tell Fiona everything and she could decide if she still wanted to have contact with him.

"We both know you'd rather keep him in there until he rots" Susanna snapped in Ainsley's direction "Ainsley doesn't want that," Fiona tried to defend her sister "He broke the law, Susanna," Maria said gently "Petty theft!" cried Susanna, although, everyone except Fiona knew that wasn't the real case

While tensions in the Gains household continued to rise over the validity of Paul's appeal, Harvestfest in the White household was just beginning, and Garreth found himself the last to arrive.

"There you go," Garreth said as he set Esther down gently. He was planning on spending the weekend at his parents house, and Esther did love his family. The more Garreth thought about it, the more he seemed to realize that Esther did like people, and perhaps it was just Isa she had never liked.

"You're here!" exclaimed Garreth's mother upon seeing him arrive. "I have to steal my hug quickly otherwise Weston won't leave you alone." Garreth laughed, it was only a matter of time until his nephew caught wind of his arrival and would demand Garreth play with him. "It's nice to see you, Mom."

"You look well, happier," Christine smiled. "Am I correct to assume this has something do do with a certain girl you've befriended this year." "Mom," Garreth groaned. Although it did in part have to do with Ainsley, even if Garreth knew that they'd never be more than friends, he could live with that

"I'm teasing," Christine told him. "But you do look better. You're still seeing Dr. Rand, yes?" "Mom, yes" Garreth said annoyance filling his voice. "I still see Dr. Rand every Wednesday. I am grown you know, I can attend my own therapy appointments without being micromanaged" "I'm just making sure"

As Christine opened her mouth to say something else, the pitter patter of little feet sounded from down the hallway indicating that her time with Garreth was over. "I'll leave you to your uncle duties," she said. "Uncle Gairf!" Weston exclaimed. "Hey, bud," Garreth smiled down at him. "How are you?"

"Good," replied Weston, a grin on his face. "Your Mama told me she started you in pre-school," Garreth told him. "How many friends have you made so far?' "So many, like hundreds," Weston exclaimed. "That's way more than me." "No, you have infinity friends, Uncle Gairf." "Do I?" Weston nodded rapidly

"Play time?" Weston asked Garreth let out a small laugh, "sure, buddy, we can have play time." Garreth swiftly picked Weston up and began tossing him around. A torrent of giggles filled the hallway. "I love you, Uncle Gairf," Weston said after Garreth finally put him down. "I love you too, buddy."

"Oh look," Sloane said as she came down the hallway carrying Landon, their other nephew. "Uncle Garf is here and ready to assume baby carrying duties. I think he needs to poop." It wasn't that Sloane hated children, she just preferred them to be older and past their smelly diaper making phase.

"So you're giving him to me?" Garreth asked. "I don't change diapers. Take him into to Marlowe. I'm helping Naomi in the kitchen and dirty diapers are unsanitary around food." Garreth had been left to watch his nephews on several occasions so dirty diapers were something he'd grown used to.

Garreth did end up bringing Landon into the family room, and before he had the chance to sit down with him, Marlowe was taking him from Garreth's arms. "So," began his sister, Cecily. "What's this I hear about you and Ainsley Gains dating, and why am I the last to hear about everything it seems."

Garreth just groaned and before he could reply, his father said, "Well it's good to know you're dating again. I'm sure this girl is lovely." Then it was his brother in law, Tristan, who chimed in with, "nice, dude! It's about time you made a move on Ainsley, you've had a crush on her for forever."

"We're not dating," exclaimed Garreth in annoyance. He loved his family, he really did, but he could go without all their poking and preening into his life. "We went out to brunch, once, as friends. We're just friends, all we're ever going to be are friends. Can you guys please understand this?"

Before anyone had the chance to reply, Naomi was calling everyone into the dinning room to begin their meal. Everything smelt and tasted amazing, but that was to be expected. Naomi had gone to culinary school, and she and Sloane currently owned and operated one of the best restaurants in Windenburg.

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Not A Love Story Update #7 Part 2

After the concert, everyone was starving, so it was agreed that they'd all go out for pizza. Diego and Scarlet were also itching to sing some karaoke, so they made their way to the best pizza and karaoke bar in Windenburg. "Well, what do we have here," Jae said as they made their way to the bar.

"Hanging out with my friends, I see," Jae teased Milo. He just scoffed, "are we not allowed to have the same friends?" Meanwhile the scratchy off pitch voices of Diego and Scarlet rang out as they began their karaoke song. "Fuck, they're awful," Milo complained, Jae just barked out a laugh.

"Hey," Ainsley said to Garreth as she made her way to the bar. "Hi," he replied breathless. Despite his realization that he might well and truly have to get over this crush on Ainsley, it wasn't going to happen tonight. Especially not when she showed up smiling at him, and looking like that.

"Hey, Isaiah," Delilah greeted him as she slid into the spot next to Jamal. "Hey, Del. Good to see you," Isaiah replied. Delilah turned her attention towards Jamal, "did you plan this tonight, to meet us here after the concert?" "I promise you I did not." "Well I always love to see you," she replied

As Jae pulled Milo off into a shadowy alcove for some more extracurricular activities, everyone else decided to have a ping pong tournament while Diego and Scarlet continued to butcher whatever songs came next on the karaoke machine. "Looks like they're back on," Ainsley said to nobody in particular

As the ping pong match continued, Ainsley couldn't help but notice how familiar the girl sitting at the bar looked. When it finally dawned on her, Ainsley slid into the seat beside her. "This might be a weird question, but you're Violet Landcaster, right? You opened for Janie & the Misfits earlier."

"Well, yes actually that is me," Violet answered. "Oh that's amazing!" exclaimed Ainsley. "Well, I was at the concert tonight with my friends and I just wanted to say I thought your set was amazing." "You did?" "Yes! Your songs were absolutely beautiful, and the lyrics were so well written."

"You really think so?" Violet asked hesitantly "Oh, absolutely. I figured it's not every day I can say hi to an aspiring musician. Maybe when you're big and famous one day I can tell my future children I met you once upon a time" "That means a lot to me, you have no idea." "Can I ask you something?"

"I might sound like a crackpot conspiracy theorist for this but…" Ainsley trailed off. "Sure, ask me anything," Violet asked skeptically. So, Ainsley told Violet about her theory. "After hearing your songs tonight, it sounds to me like you're the one who wrote the songs on Janie's first album."

"OMW, yes! I was," exclaimed Violet. "You're the first person who's even bothered to notice." "Really?" Ainsley asked. "Because to me it's obvious." "Thank you!" Violet said excitedly. "Janie couldn't write music to save her life, she stole my songs when we were in high school." "You're kidding."

Before Violet could elaborate further, Fiona came up, making the same observation Ainsley had earlier. "OMW, OMW, you're Violet Landcaster," she exclaimed. "Oh, you sounded great tonight. I'm officially your number one fan. Can I have a picture, pretty please?" "Absolutely," Violet grinned at her.

Soon after, Scarlet had decided she was done murdering everyone's ear drums, so she found herself sliding into the seat beside Violet, offering her a bold pick-up line. Violet seemed quite interested in Scarlet's advances.

Diego sighed before taking the seat beside Ainsley. "It appears," he said gesturing to where Scarlet now sat flirting with Violet. "That I'm out a karaoke partner. What do you say little Gains?" "Me?" Fiona asked hopeful. "Of course." "Can I?" Fiona asked Ainsley. "Go for it," Ainsley smiled.

Ainsley settled into the spot beside Garreth as they watched Fiona and Diego sing. "Guess what," she said a smile playing her lips. "What?" Garreth asked his brows raised. "My crackpot conspiracy theory was right." "Was it now?" Ainsley nodded before telling him about her conversation with Violet.

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Not A Love Story Update #7 Part 1

The following Friday, Garreth was walking to his afternoon class when he ran into Jamal. "Hey, man!" Jamal greeted him. "What are you doing over on the enemy campus?" Garreth joked. Jamal let out a laugh, "they asked me to present some of the research I've been doing to the freshman bio students."

"Plus," Jamal added. "It gives me an excuse to take Delilah out for lunch" "Well then I do suppose that's a good enough excuse to be fraternizing with the enemy," Garreth bid Jamal goodbye, but before he could walk away Jamal stopped him "Hey, wait, so obviously friends Friday is cancelled tonight."

"Is it? I just thought I didn't get invited this week," Garreth had been trying to pretend like it wasn't bothering him all day. "No, Ainsley would have invited you. Hell, I would have invited you. They're all going to that Janie & the Misfits concert tonight, that's why friends night is cancelled."

"You're not going with?" Garreth asked. Jamal shook his head, "I'm not into that kind of music. But, a few friends and I were going to hang out in Windenburg tonight if you want to tag along." "Really?" Garreth had decided that meeting new people wasn't so bad. "Yeah, I'll text you the details."

That evening, after getting ready. Ainsley and Diego made their way to Quill & Quire, the bookstore her family lives above, to pick up Fiona for the concert. Jae, Scarlet and Delilah had headed to the venue early to get decent seats. "Am I a bad sister if I don't go upstairs and wait?" Ainsley asked

"No," Diego said simply. "Because I don't think I can deal with Susanna, again, before Harvestfest." Before Diego had the chance to reply, Fiona came bounding down the steps. "I'm so excited," she squealed. "This is going to be the best night ever!" she was practically exploding with excitement.

Fiona threw herself at Diego, "thank you so much for getting all of us tickets, this is going to be amazing." Diego just laughed, "well, I know how much you love Janie and the Misfits." Next Fiona flung herself at Ainsley, "It's also nice to see you too. even if you took me shopping last weekend."

Garreth met Jamal and his friends at a karaoke Bar in Windenburg. Nobody in their group was big on karaoke, but this place had great pizza. "This is Milo and Isaiah," Jamal explained. "Milo is on and off with Jae. He shows up to friends night on occasion. Isaiah and I have been friends forever."

"Hey, man," Isaiah offered Garreth a wave. "It's good to meet you" Milo nodded his agreement. "It's always good to add another guy into the group" "Milo's studying economics, and Isaiah's studying phsyics." "I'm the only one from Britechester then," Garreth joked. "We'll go easy on you," said Isaiah

At the concert, the opener was taking the stage. "Hey everyone," she greeted the crowd. "I'm Violet Landcaster, and I want to thank you all for coming out to the show tonight," she choked out the next sentence. "Even if it's to see Janie & the Misfits and not me. Either way I hope you enjoy my set."

While Violet performed her opening set, Ainsley and her friends danced, and spun, and dipped to the music. The whole crowd was enjoying themselves. "She's really good!" Ainsley yelled. "Dare I say I like her stuff more than the headliner?" Delilah yelled back. "I'll second that!" shouted Diego.

Back at the bar all the guys had taken a seat and were having a nice time chatting. "So, you and Jae, huh?" Garreth asked Milo. "How exactly does that work?" Milo shrugged, "sometimes we're on sometimes we're off, it's like one big game." "You're cool with that?" "I love a good game," grinned Milo.

"How are you fairing?" Jamal asked. "With meeting everyone this past week." "You all seem pretty nice," Garreth answered. "I don't think Diego likes me much, though." Jamal brushed this off, "Diego is just overly protective of his friends. He'll warm up to you eventually." "Not so sure about that."

"He gave me what felt like and unending pile of shit for weeks when Delilah first started bringing me around," Jamal explained. "It'll let up. Diego is a good guy, and an even better friend. He'd drop anything and everything for anyone in our group if they asked him too, trust me. He's a good guy."

"Really?" Garreth asked. "Yeah. In a few weeks he'll probably ask for your number and pass it off as he just wants it in case something happens to Ainsley while you two are together, but really that's how you'll know you're in with him." "Wait," Isaiah interrupted. "You and Ainsley are together?"

"No, just friends," Garreth quickly explained Jamal laughed, "this one," he said pointing to Isaiah. "Is just pissy because he messed it up with Ainsley when I tried to set them up last year" "Oh no," Isaiah defended. "Don't you dare try and pin that on me. Ainsley doesn't do serious relationships."

"Wait, you two dated?" Garreth asked a bit breathless. "Barely," Isaiah explained. "I liked Ainsley, she's smart and pretty. We went on a few dates, and I wanted to get more serious, but Ainsley wanted to keep it more physical and it just didn't work out. She doesn't do committed relationships."

It wasn't the fact that Ainsley had been with Isaiah that bothered him, it was her body and she could do with it as she pleased. Rather, it was the small hope that Garreth still carried with him, that maybe just maybe, he still had a shot with her. It was that hope that Garreth felt shatter.

Garreth had always preferred more serious committed relationships to the more casual physical ones, and it was clear now that he and Ainsley weren't compatible in that area. Garreth was so deep in thought he didn't even notice the girl who came in and took a seat a few stools down from his group.

Back at the concert, Janie and the Misfits were coming to the end of their show. It was clear that the main performance wasn't nearly as good as the opener's, but Ainsley and her friends still had a good time dancing and spending the evening with one another. Sometimes all you need are your friends.

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Not A Love Story Update #6 Part 2

Garreth had no intention of going to Ainsley's tonight. He didn't want to ruin her night with her friends by being a boring downer, so he'd made the decision to stay home. He spent his evening like he normally did, petting Esther and reading, but still that feeling of loneliness didn't go away.

Garreth sat there for a while contemplating what to do to stop feeling this way. He hadn't had any issues before last weekend, or had he? Garreth had gotten used to being a loner all the time, but now, after last weekend maybe he didn't want to be a loner anymore. Sighing, he pulled out his phone.

Christine White was just about to settle into a quiet evening, reading with her husband, when her phone began to ring. "Garreth, sweetheart is everything alright?" she asked a bit concerned. "Yes, mom, everything is fine." "That's a relief." "Hello son," Henry called loud enough for Garreth to hear.

"What's this about Sloane telling me you took Ainsley Gains on a date to Tide & Terrace last weekend?" Christine asked. Garreth groaned, "it wasn't a date, mom. Sloane likes to make up stories, Ainsley and I are friends." "Well, at least that's more than you could say when you were in high school."

"Am I not allowed to call my mother?" Garreth asked. "You are, but it's a perfectly fine Friday night. Why aren't you out with friends?" "Mom you know I don't-" Christine cut him off, "you just said Ainsley is your friend. Why aren't you hanging out with her?" "I didn't get invited to anything." "Liar."

"I think you got a perfectly good invitation to do something tonight, and you're too nervous to go, so you called me. What would Dr. Rand say, sweetheart?" "Mom, I don't want to -" Christine cut him off, "call me tomorrow, but tonight go hang out with friends." And then she hung up on her son.

"I win!" Ainsley exclaimed as she slammed her final tile down on the simbles table. "Not again," Delilah groaned. "Keeping your streak as the undefeated Simbles player I see," Jamal laughed. Ainsley opened her mouth to reply when a knock sounded at the door. "I'll get that," she said smiling.

"Garreth, hi," Ainsley said, a smile spreading across her face. "Hi," he said hesitantly. "I didn't know if I should come or not." "Well, I'm glad you're here," Ainsley told him before gesturing him in. "We were just about to start another game of Simbles if you want to join." "That sounds nice."

As they made their way to the game table, Ainsley pointed towards the kitchen "obviously you know Diego and Jae, but Scarlet is the other once dancing with them. Just ignore them though, they can get a bit rowdy." Ainsley gestured towards the game table, " and this is where the sane people sit."

"Garreth, while you might be the top of the class in the writing department, Delilah is top of the whole senior class at Britechester, so she's basically a genius," Ainsley said. "Hello," smiled Delilah. "And Jamal is a grad student at Foxbury, we give him a pass because he's Delilah's boyfriend."

"We dealing you in for another game of simbles?" Jamal asked. "Maybe you'll be the one to finally beat Ainsley in this game. Knock her down a peg." "Hey!" Ainsley said defensively. "You can get a bit competitive," said Delilah "I'll play." "Great," said Jamal. "We need more sane people around here."

As they played Garreth found himself relaxing more and more. It seemed that Jamal and Delilah at least, were just as easy to talk to as Ainsley was. They also didn't seem annoyed that he was intruding on their private friends night. As the game progressed Garreth found he was having a nice time.

"Hello hello," chirped a voice from behind. "I think I'm the only one who hasn't introduced myself. I'm Scarlet, basically Ainsley's coolest friend." "Hey!" yelled an offended Jae and Diego. "Hello," Garreth said. "Can I get you something to drink, you look like a whiskey guy," offered Scarlet

"I don't drink," Garreth said. He braced himself for the ridicule. For Scarlet to make a joke about how lame he was. But, when all she did was shrug and say "That's cool," Garreth let out a sigh of relief. "Everyone's got their things," said Scarlet before meandering back towards the kitchen.

As the night drew towards a close, Garreth, Ainsley, Delilah, and Jamal worked to finish the puzzle they'd started, because as it turns out, even Garreth was no match for Ainsley's superior simbles skills. After the puzzle was finished, Delilah and Jamal were the first to bid their goodbyes.

Everyone else headed upstairs, which left Garreth to say goodbye to Ainsley. "I did have a good time tonight," he told her. "Me too," Ainsley smiled hesitantly. "And my friends liked you just fine, so you had no reason to be worried." Garreth rolled his eyes at this, "Bye, Ainsley." "Bye, Garreth."

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Not A Love Story Update #6 Part 1

Another update that was longer than anticipated, just barely though. Follow me at 00Katrinka00 on Blue Sky to view the story as it gets posted in real time.

When Monday morning rolled around, Garreth had convinced himself that his Saturday with Ainsley had been a dream. Surely, she hadn't meant what she said about them being friends. She only felt bad for what he'd confessed the night before, but then there was that photo she'd taken of the two of them.

A pit of anxiety formed in Garreth's stomach as people started filtering into class that morning. He was certain that as soon as Ainsley took her usual seat behind him she'd realize that claiming Garreth as her friend was a grave error or some kind of fluke and wish she hadn't done so.

Laugher echoed down towards Garreth as Ainsley and Jae made their way into class. He braced himself to be let down, for Ainsley to say that she'd made a mistake in hanging out with him this weekend. Instead, she sat down beside him with a cherry "good morning!" Jae gave him a hesitant smile too.

"Hi," Garreth said softly. She was sitting next to him, not in her usual seat behind, but next to him. "How was your Sunday?" she asked. Maybe this past Saturday really wasn't a dream, and Ainsley did genuinely want to be his friend. "I didn't do much," he admitted. "Me neither, just laundry."

As the week continued on, Ainsley, and consequently also Jae, sat next to Garreth on Wednesday too. By the time Friday rolled around Garreth sat waiting for Ainsley to arrive, to spend a bit of time catching up with her before lecture began. "Hello," she smiled taking her seat. "Hi, where's Jae?"

Ainsley let out a frustrated sigh. "She went out with Diego and Scarlet last night, and is too hung over for class." "They went out on a Thursday?" Garreth asked. Ainsley just nodded, "It's not uncommon for them." "You didn't go with?" "I'm not into the clubbing scene, especially on school nights."

As class began, Garreth noted several empty seats around the room. Apparently Thursday night partying wasn't uncommon for many students. Garreth had never enjoyed it the few times he'd been dragged out of his dorm freshman year. "Garreth, Ainsley, a word," Prof. Singh asked after wrapping up class.

"I wanted to discuss the rewrite you both submitted last weekend," Singh explained as soon as all the other students had filtered out of the room. "Yes?" Ainsley asked. Anxiety pooled in Garreth's stomach, because Singh definitely didn't look happy. Although, he very rarely ever did look happy.

"It was great," Singh finally said Garreth let out a sigh of relief, "you did?" "I love the way you managed to combine your different voices into one very unique voice. I'm looking forward to seeing where you take this story. A deserving 92% for you both." "Thank you very much, sir," Ainsley smiled.

Ainsley and Garreth meandered their way back towards the door. "An 'A' huh?" she said a smile playing her lips. "Yeah," said Garreth. "I really should have listened to you from the beginning." "Yeah, you should have." As Garreth turned to leave Ainsley let out a panicked "wait!"

"Yeah?" he asked. "So, it's Friday," Ainsley began. "And my friends and I always get together Friday evenings, and since you and I are now friends. I was wondering if you'd like to come tonight, for our friends night." Garreth was silent for a moment before saying, "Ainsley, I don't know."

"Why not?" she asked. "I don't really know your friends," Garreth explained. "You know Jae from class, and you've met Diego a couple of times," Ainsley pointed out. "Your other friends. I've never met them before. They probably won't like me." "They will, I promise." "I don't even drink, Ainsley."

"Neither do I," Ainsley told him. "Scarlet is a bit rowdy, but she means well. Delilah is probably the nicest person you'll ever meet, and Jamal is smart and also really chill. I want you to come, and also, I think you and Jamal would get along great. "I'll think about it," he finally said.

Ainsley spend most of her afternoon stressing over whether Garreth would decide to come to friends night or not, which is how she ended up stress baking after class. "Do we get special Ainsley brownies tonight?" Scarlet asked. "They're just a box mix," Ainsley told her. "They're so good though."

"Here's the thing," Ainsley began. "I invited Garreth to friends night tonight." "You what!" exclaimed Jae. "I know what people say about him around the department, but he's actually a nice person. I think he's just introverted and it comes across as mean." "I'm chill with it," Scarlet shrugged.

"You're chill with everything," Jae rolled her eyes. "He might not come," Ainsley pointed out. "He seemed unsure when I asked." Scarlet studied her friend for a few moments, "are you in looooove, Ainsley?" Jae let out a laugh, "Ainsley, in love? Hell would have to freeze over for that to happen."

"What are we talking about?" asked Diego as he slipped in the front door. "Ainsley's in love with Garreth White and invited him to friends night," Scarlet said over her shoulder. "I'm not in love with Garreth," Ainsley snapped. "We're just friends, and he seems lonely so I invited him tonight."

"It's not big deal," said Ainsley. "Just, if he does come, please don't get too rowdy tonight." "I'm not promising shit," Jae told her. "Same," agreed Scarlet. Diego let out a sigh, "I'll promise not to get too rowdy for you tonight, Ains." "Thank you." "You know I'd do anything for you," he added.

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Not A Love Story Update #5 Part 2

"Everything okay?" Ainsley asked after Garreth's return. "Yeah, it's fine," when he didn't elaborate the first awkward silence settled over the table. "I'm sorry," Garreth blurted out. "What?" "Just, I'm still sorry for being an ass the last few weeks, about our project." "You apologized yesterday."

"I still feel like I have to apologize," Garreth told her. "And, also, I'm sorry if I've been boring." "Garreth, you haven't been boring. I've had a good time so far." "I just know I can be-" "Stop with the 'I'm not a fun person to be around' bullshit and just think WWUGD." "Huh?"

"What would uncle Garf do," Ainsley explained. "I kind of regret telling you about the uncle Garf stuff." "Seriously though, what would Garf do?" "IDK, he'd probably try to eat his eggs as fast as possible and end up spitting them back out his nose." When Ainsley started to laugh, Garreth joined her

After stuffing their stomachs with heavily discounted brunch, Ainsley and Garreth wandered through downtown Windenburg still deep in conversation. "We should probably," Garreth began to say. "Want to go into the bookstore?" Ainsley asked interrupting him. "I'm always good to browse for books."

As they entered the bookstore, Garreth immediately took note of the young girl, who bore a striking resemblance to Ainsley, behind the register. The girls face let out a high pitched squeal before tackling Ainlsey in a hug. "Hey, Fiona," Ainsley greeted her. "I was going to call you when I got off."

"I'm Fiona," said the girl as she turned to Garreth. "It's nice to meet you. Ainsley never brings boys home. Never, not even once. Well, except Diego, but he's like a brother so it doesn't count." "Fiona we're not dating," Ainsley clarified. "You aren't." "Just friends," Ainsley told her. "Oh."

"Actually we're just partners on a school project," Garreth interjected. "Really?" asked Fiona. Ainsley flashed an annoyed look in Garreth's direction. Was it possible she wanted to be his friend? Garreth didn't know. "I'm going to go browse," he finally said. "Give you two a moment to catch up."

"So, I was wondering," Fiona began in the same way she always did when she wanted something. "Can you come to town next weekend and take me shopping for an outfit for the Janie and the Misfits concert in two weeks?" "Absolutely," Ainsley smiled at her sister. She'd never been able to say no to her.

"OMW, yay!" exclaimed Fiona. "I can't wait. I told Eleanor we're going and she's so jealous." "I'm excited too," while Ainsley wasn't the biggest fan of Janie and the Misfits recent music, she'd do anything for Fiona. "You should get back to work though." "But it's been slow today." "Work, now."

"Janie and the what?" asked Garreth as Ainsley came around the stack of books. "Janie and the misfits. They're a band Fiona loves. They got really popular a few years back," Ainsley explained. "But you're not a fan?" "I mean I was, but…" Ainsley trailed off. "But, you probably don't want to know."

"I do want to know, though," said Garreth "Really?" When he nodded Ainsley began her explanation. "Well, their first album was so well written, I mean the lyrics were just beautiful. Every song had a story. Then they release their second album and it wasn't the same lyrically, and it made no sense."

"You know how Singh could tell that the first draft of our project was written by you and not me?" Garreth nodded. "Well that's kind of what the difference in the lyrics between their first and second albums is. The first album was so well written. To write songs that great as a teen is astounding."

"To go from writing beautiful songs about figuring out your sexuality and figuring out the kind of person you want to be, to then writing basically poorly written party anthems on your second album. It just doesn't make sense to me. So I don't think Janie Graham wrote the songs on their first album"

"Because if you can write that good as a teen why aren't you writing even better as a young adult," Garreth finished. "Exactly!" exclaimed Ainsley. "Fiona calls me a crackpot conspiracy theorist for this. Either way I hear their opener is phenomenal." "Sounds like you'll have good night then."

"Yeah," Ainsley said just a bit embarrassed that she shared her theory to Garreth. "How old is Fiona?" "15, why?" "Isn't she a little young to be working?" "She's the same age I was when I started working here." "Your parents don't mind?" "Susanna couldn't care less and Fiona's dad isn't around."

Ainsley sat down on the couch and Garreth followed suit. "You call your mom by her first name?" he asked. "Our relationship is," Ainsley paused. "Complicated to say the least. We don't really get along. Susanna has a tendency to choose just about anyone or anything over her daughters." "I'm sorry."

"You said Fiona's dad isn't in the picture, but what about yours?" Garreth asked. "He died when I was a toddler in a house fire," Ainsley admitted. "Then Susanna remarried Paul and had Fiona a few years later." "Paul left you guys?" "Unwillingly, but yeah. He made his bed now he has to lie in it."

When Garreth gave her a confused look, Ainsley elaborated. "He got caught with some pretty hard substances when I was a senior in high school. He's been in prison ever since," she paused before adding. "Fiona doesn't know though. I've tried to keep it from her. She thinks he's in for theft."

"Ainsley," Garreth paused trying to find the right words. "I'm sorry, I don't even really know what to say, but that must be hard for you." "I've managed," she shrugged. "I'm sure someone out there has it worse than me, and I have Fiona, and my friends. Diego and his mom have been life savers."

If he didn't feel bad already, Garreth felt even worse about being an asshole in regard to their project the last few weeks. "I, well, I know we're just project partners and everything, but if you need something you can always ask me," he offered. "I'll keep that in mind, thank you," Ainsley smiled.

After bidding goodbye to Fiona, Ainsley and Garreth decided it was time to take the train back to Britechester. Before he had the time to react, Ainsley whipped her phone out and pulled Garreth in for a photo. "What are you doing?" he asked "Taking a photo with you," Ainsley said like it was obvious

"Why?" he asked skeptically. "Because you're going to give me your phone number, and I'm going to send this to you. And you're going to print this out and hang it in your apartment, because I'm declaring we are now friends" "Why?" "Because you're not boring to be around, and I had a good day today."

And a bonus photo of Weston and his Uncle Garf, because it's just too cute, and I wasn't able to post it at the end of Update 4 because I hit the 30 photo limit on Tumblr posts.

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Not A Love Story Update #5 Part 1

Another update that was so long I have to archive it using two separate Tumblr posts. If you want to read this story as it gets posted in real time, follow me on BlueSky @ 00Katrinka00

Ainsley woke sometime around 9am the next morning, hair tousled from sleep, to find Esther laying at her feet. As she stretched and yawned Ainsley contemplated whether she should slip out and head home. Ultimately she decided it was rude to slip out without at least saying goodbye to Garreth first.

"Well, good morning to you miss Esther," Ainsley greeted the little Persian cat. "Did you watch me sleep all night, or did you go up by Garreth for a bit?" Esther's only response was a soft meow. Ainsley smiled at her before stroking her head. "You really are a good cat." Esther began to purr.

Garreth woke up feeling sad. For the first time in a few years he realized maybe just how lonely he'd been isolating himself. It'd been nice to spend the evening with Ainsley, even if she was only there to work on their writing project. He found himself dreading Ainsley's imminent departure.

After a quick shower, Garreth stood giving himself a pep talk in the mirror "Just ask her if she wants to get brunch or something," he said to himself. One thing was certain, Garreth wasn't ready for that pit of loneliness to return as soon as Ainsley left. He wanted just a little more time with her

Garreth pulled his shirt on over his head and stared at the mirror for a moment. "You're hopeless, you know that," he said to himself. It shouldn't be this hard to ask someone if they want to hang out, but Garreth couldn't help but assume she'd rather spend the day with her friends instead of him.

By the time he had mustered the courage to go downstairs, Ainsley sat already awake. "Good morning," she chimed. "I wanted to thank you for letting me stay over last night." "It wasn't a problem, really." "I should probably head home now though. Make sure Diego knows I'm still alive," she joked.

Ainsley stood up to leave, and Garreth felt that loneliness starting to creep in again, "wait!" he blurted out. "What?" "So, um, I was, uh," After a deep breath he continued. "I've been an asshole, and I still feel sorry, so I was wondering if you'd let me buy you brunch to try and make up for it."

As Ainsley opened her mouth to reply, Garreth cut her off. "You know what, nevermind. I get you'd probably want to spend the day with your friends anyways, and not with me, so it's fine." "Garreth," Ainsley said softly, their eyes meeting. "I think brunch sounds fun." "You do?" Ainsley nodded.

Ainsley and Garreth walked across the bridge to the townhouse Ainsley shared with Scarlet and Jae, so she could change quickly "I don't know where you're planning to taking me, but we can't go to Pepper's Pub. My friends and I are kind of banned." "Are you up to take the train into Windenburg then?"

"That sounds nice," Ainsley agreed before making her way up the steps. She turned around to see Garreth rooted in place. "You can come in and wait. It's not a big deal." "I'm fine out here," he replied. "Are you sure?" "I'm sure," there was something too personal about entering Ainsley's home.

Upon shutting the door, Ainsley found Scarlet passed out on the couch. It was clear by whatever friends night had entailed last night, that she'd been unable to make it up to her room. Ainsley laughed softly to herself before quietly heading up to her room to change. No reason to wake her roommates.

Ainsley let out another soft laugh as she entered her room to see Diego asleep in her bed. She tiptoed her way into the bathroom to change and brush her teeth. Ainsley had always been a much earlier riser than the rest of her friends. She often found it difficult to sleep any later than 8 or 9am.

Ainsley tried her best to remain quiet as she sat down at her vanity. She didn't want to leave Garreth waiting too long, so for the first time in a long time, she didn't bother much with hair and makeup. "You're alive," joked Diego as he woke up. "Also, I stole your bed." "I see that," she laughed.

"You're never allowed to miss friends night again," he told her. "How bad was your project session?" "I actually had a nice night," Ainsley told him. "We're actually going to get brunch." "Like a date?" "No, just as friends, I think." "He didn't try to kill you then?" "DIEGO!" "I'm kidding, Ains."

"Just, keep your location on," he warned her. "Yes, dad," Ainsley rolled her eyes jokingly. "You're my best friend. Caring about you is my job." "I know. It goes both ways." "Damn right. Is that what you're wearing?" "I'm behind on laundry." "Fine, but let me know if he's a good kisser." "DIEGO!"

"I apologize in advance if I'm boring today," Garreth said as he and Ainsley made their way to the train station. "I'm not really a fun person to be around." "I had a nice time last night." "That was one night. I, just, I'm not all that interesting." "Your nephew seems to think you're interesting."

"He's 3" Garreth pointed out. "And a half, but I still don't see how that matters." "Well, I mean obviously I'm a different person around a three year old." "How so?" Garreth paused. "I guess you could say I can become silly uncle Garf when I'm around my nephew." "Uncle Garf," Ainsley echoed.

Ainsley grinned, her pace quickening. "Just try to be uncle Garf today" "I-what?" "If you think being Garreth is boring, it's not by the way, but if you think it is, then be Garf." When he was silent Ainsley added over her shoulder, "are you coming or not, Garf?" Garreth was stunned to say the least

30 minutes later, and Ainsley found herself standing outside Tide & Terrace, one of the most trendy restaurants in Windenburg. Ainsley had never eaten here before, it was far too pricey for what she could afford. Half the time she couldn't even afford to get extra fries with her on campus lunches.

"Garreth, we can't eat here," she wouldn't have him paying an arm and a leg on an apology brunch. "Why not?" "It's too expensive." "I know the owner." Ainsley was confused, because he had just told her he had no friends last night. Now he knew the owner of one of the best restaurants in Windenburg?

Upon entering, they were greeted by a bubbly hostess "Garreth hi," she said her face turning red. "Do you want your usual table?" "Hi, Callie," Garreth greeted her completely oblivious to the fact that the hostess couldn't stop blushing. "If it's available." "It is, I'll let Sloane know you're here"

As they settled into their booth, a quiet spot in the corner of the restaurant next to a fish tank, Ainsley thumbed through the menu. "I don't know Garreth," she said. "I still think this is too expensive. I don't feel comfortable with you paying even if you say you know the owner." "It's fine."

"Well, well, well, what do we have here," drawled a feminine voice as they approached Ainsley and Garreth's table. "Hi Sloane," Garreth greeted. Putting the pieces together, the same hair and eyes, Ainsley said, "Oh, so your sister owns this place." "Sure do," Sloane smiled. "Well with my wife."

"Care to make some introductions baby brother?" Garreth rolled his eyes, "Sloane, Ainsley, Ainsley, Sloane." "Ainsley, huh," Sloane mused. "Such an interesting name. I don't think I've ever heard it before." "Sloane, go," said Garreth. "Fine," Sloane sighed. "It was nice meeting you," said Ainsley.

"I'm sorry about Sloane," Garreth apologized. "She seemed nice," Ainsley told him. "When she's not butting into my business," Garreth muttered, so low Ainsley didn't even hear. "So, it's fine if we eat here?" she asked. "Yeah, I get the family discount. Don't worry about it." "Okay, if you're sure."

After placing their order Ainsley and Garreth slipped into an easy sort of conversation talking about the other classes they were taking and what books they'd read lately. It surprised Garreth with how easy Ainsley was to talk to. It seemed like keeping a conversation going came naturally to her.

As they talked, Garreth couldn't help but spot the bright red hair of his sister in law curiously spying on them from the other side of the fish tank. His eyes went wide, and Ainsley stopped talking. "What?" she asked. "Can you excuse me a moment?" "Sure, is everything okay?" "Yeah, just 5 minutes."

"Dammit, Naomi," Garreth hissed as he pulled his sister in law into the kitchen. Naomi stood next to Sloane who eyed him "What?" she asked defensively. "It's like everyone in this family has seen THE Ainsley Gains at one time or another but me. She's pretty by the way." "Garreth, Relax," said Sloane

Garreth took a deep breath. "I would appreciate it if you left us alone, and stopped spying on me." "And your date?" Sloane asked clearly amused. "We're not on a date we're partners-" Garreth was cut off. "Partners still sounds romantic to me," Naomi said. "Can I tell mom?" Sloane asked excitedly.

"If you would let me finish," Garreth said through gritted teeth. "We're partners on a project, and I've not been the nicest to her thus far, so I'm trying to apologize by buying her brunch." "You're friends now?" asked Naomi. "IDK, but I'm going back out there." "Still telling Mom," Sloane called.

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Not A Love Story Update #4

Ainsley found that her last class for the day got out early, so now she sat in the student lounge waiting for Garreth to show. "This is bullshit," Diego said from where he lounged on the sofa. "He's making you miss friends Friday." "It's one night, you'll survive." "I don't think I will though."

"Oh stop with the melodramatics," Ainsley brushed him off. "Everyone else will still be there." As Diego opened his mouth to reply the door opened and his head snapped up to see Garreth entering. "Here to take Ainsley away from me I suppose," Diego sighed. "Oh, knock it off," Ainsley chided him.

Diego popped up from the sofa and followed Ainsley. "Here's the deal," he began. "You might be attractive and all-" "Diego," Ainsley sighed "But," Diego continued. "I'm leaving Ainsley with strict instructions to give me your address. If she doesn't come home I know where to send the cops" "Okay…"

"He's joking," Ainsley assured Garreth. "I'm not though," added Diego. Ainsley just rolled her eyes, "He's not going to axe murder me or something." "Are you ready to go?" Garreth asked ignoring her conversation with Diego. "Yeah, just let me grab my bag," Ainsley answered. "Sorry about Diego."

"Seriously though, Diego was just joking," Ainsley apologized as they walked to Garreth's apartment. "He can just be overprotective of his friends is all." "It's fine," Garreth bit out There was an awkward silence before Ainsley said, "You don't live too far from me actually, just across the bridge"

When he didn't respond, Ainsley asked, "Does your roommate know I'm coming over, or-" "I don't have a roommate." "Oh, well how do you afford rent if you don't mind my asking." "My parents pay it for me," he explained "Oh," It hadn't occurred to Ainsley that some parents did that for their children.

When Garreth opened the door to his apartment, they were greeted by an orange and white cat who sat patiently waiting for his return "That's Esther, she doesn't usually like-" he trailed off as Ainsley leaned down to pet her "Hello there," Ainsley greeted. Esther, it seemed, did in fact like Ainsley

Garreth picked Esther up, "You've been goo today, huh?" he asked her. "Where did you get her?" asked Ainsley "When I was a sophomore my roommate and I found her on the street outside our apartment. We brought her in for the winter and I just kept her" "Why Esther?" "She acts like a grouchy old lady"

Garreth brought Ainsley into the kitchen. "We can work in here if you want" Ainsley took a few moments to just look around. She'd been in men's apartments before, usually for a quick hookup here or there, but never had she seen a man keep his apartment so clean, and well decorated. It surprised her.

"So I was thinking," Garreth began as he went to pull his computer out. "Nope," Ainsley cut him off. "We tried this project your way. Now we try my way. I'm taking charge, and we're going to go over every damn line from our original draft, and we're going to agree on every damn word we type."

Ainsley pulled her computer out and they began. Ainsley would read 1 sentence at a time and they'd rework it until they both agreed on how it sounded. They worked for hours until the sun began to go down. By the time their stomachs began to ache with hunger, they'd only finished 2 out of 5 chapters.

"Are you hungry?" Garreth asked. "Yeah," Ainsley admitted "Want to take a break? I can order pizza," he offered. "That'd be nice, let me know how much I owe you." "Don't worry about it, I got it," Garreth offered. "Do you have any food allergies?" Ainsley shook her head. "Okay," was Garreth's reply.

"I hope pepperoni is fine," Garreth told her. "That's great." They both sat down and began to eat in a not so awkward silence. Together they'd found a decent rhythm to their writing, and far fewer arguments were breaking out. For the first time Ainsley felt like they were actually on common ground.

As they ate, Esther trotted into the room. When her meow's for pizza were ignored, she took to scratching the sofa "Esther," Garreth scolded. "We've talked about the scratching, and I just filled your food bowl, you don't need pizza." Ether let out an annoyed meow but stopped scratching the sofa.

"You know," Ainsley began. "If you'd just told me your concern about our writing sounding incohesive together, I would have understood. We could have reworked the whole thing together. I actually might have agreed with you. I was just angry that you just deleted my work and didn't tell me."

"I'm sorry," Garreth said after a moment. "I get tunnel vision sometimes, when it comes to my writing and I don't know I just started changing stuff. You are right, and I should have talked about it with you first. I never intended to come across as an ass, and I should have never deleted your work"

Ainsley only nodded, "can we make a deal?" she asked him. "That going forward we communicate about our writing. If you have a concern you voice it with me and vice versa. I want to learn more about fantasy world building from you, but I can't do that if you don't talk to me." "I can agree to that."

"Great," Ainsley smiled. "Now, we should clean up the food and get back to work then." Garreth nodded as he put the pizza away. When he sat back down he added, "You know, I do think it sounds better now than it did when I submitted it the first time." "Me too," Ainsley agreed.

"And done!" Ainsley exclaimed sometime after 3am as she hit the submit button. "With a little over two hours to spare before Singh's 6am deadline." After packing up her things Ainsley headed towards the door. "Where are you going?" "Home." "No you're not, it's 3am." "It's just over the bridge."

"Ainsley, you can stay here," he offered. "It's 3am and you don't know what kind of townies are wandering the streets at this hour." "It's not far." "I'm being serious. I turned the spare room into a personal library, but I can bring some blankets down for the couch." "You don't have to" "But I am."

Ainsley took a seat on the couch, and when Garreth came back down she gestured toward a picture and asked, "Who's that?" "That's my nephew Weston," Garreth explained sheepishly "He was so excited to give me that for Winterfest last year" "Are the words 'I love you uncle Garf' engraved on the frame?"

"Um, I, yeah," Garreth stuttered. "He kind of struggles to say my name. He's gotten better, I'm Gairf now instead of Garf. It's a running joke in my family." Ainsley noticed a rare smile cross Garreth's face as he talked about his nephew. "How old is he?" "3 and a half, the half is very important."

"My oldest sister, Marlowe, she had another baby this past summer, Landon, so two nephews now," Garreth wasn't sure why he was telling her this. "Can I ask you something?" "Sure…" "You don't have any photos of you with friends, why?" "So, uh, I put the blankets at the end of the coffee table."

Garreth made his rounds turning off a few of the lights. "I don't really have friends," he admitted taking a seat beside Ainsley whose eyes were beginning to droop. "That can't be true," she muttered. "Have you ever seen me with anyone at school?" "Well, I, no." "I don't have friends," he repeated.

Ainsley opened her eyes, "but that has to be lonely." Under normal circumstances she wouldn't be asking this many questions, but her exhaustion was getting the better of her. "People can't hurt you if you don't let them in," Garreth admitted eyes on the floor. Ainsley studied him for several moments

Garreth and Ainsley leaned back on the couch exhaustion taking over. "I had a huge crush on this girl in high school," it seemed exhaustion was also making him loose lipped. "she was pretty and smart, and nice and everyone loved her. I was too scared to talk to her. Figured she wouldn't like me."

"Then when I went to college I met Isa, and she seemed like she was all of those things too," he continued. "And she noticed me, asked me out when we were freshman. Things were fine for a while, but then I was never enough. Too boring, too studious, not enough fun, just never good enough for her."

"One day sophomore year I came home to find her woohooing with the guy I'd been best friends with since Kingergarten and I just took Esther and never looked back," Garreth admitted sitting up. "And that hurt like hell, so no, Ainsley I don't have any friends because this way I won't get hurt again."

"Garreth I'm sorry for asking," Ainsley said. "I didn't know-" "Don't apologize," Garreth told her. "Really, I'm over it now." "You know," Ainsley began. "you didn't deserve to be treated that way." "Didn't I? I'm an asshole, remember." "I don't think you're an asshole." "You might be the only one."

Garreth stood up, "Goodnight, Ainsley," he said stiffly. "Good night, Garreth," she answered back. As he began to walk away Ainsley asked, "Do you remember me, from high school? You were the year above me but we went to school together." He was silent for a moment, "No, I don't" Garreth lied.

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Not A Love Story Update #3

Over the course of the next week, Ainsley and Garreth met a few more times to work on their project. The deadline for the first 5 chapters was here. Despite this, Ainsley felt like they were in a good spot with their writing, so she wasn't too worried as she and Jae took their seats that morning.

"How are you feeling about your project?" Ainsley asked Jae as they waited for class to begin. "How much more do you have to do?" "We have a ways to go, but it'll get finished. I work best under pressure anyways. What about you and Garreth?" "We're basically done, only a few edits left." "Nice!"

"So, I don't usually do this," Professor Singh said as he started class. "But I didn't feel like creating a lesson plan for today, and since the first 5 chapters of your writing project are due at midnight tonight I'm giving you and your partners the class period to work, so happy writing I guess."

Ainsley decided to switch seats so she was next to Garreth in order to work together a bit more efficiently. "We shouldn't have much more to do," she said as she sat down. "When I looked last night it was basically complete." "Uh-huh," Garreth muttered as he continued to type away on his laptop.

"What are you doing?" Ainsley asked. Garreth didn't respond, he just continued to type. "Seriously Garreth, is it our project or another assignment?" After he still refused to respond Ainsley peaked over his shoulder to find him rewriting everything they'd spent the last week and a half working on.

Ainsley pulled out her own laptop to make sure her eyes weren't deceiving her. Sure enough, she watched as Garreth changed everything on their shared document. "What are you doing, I wrote that!" she exclaimed in anger. Garreth continued to type. Ainsley tried to revert the edits back to no avail.

Finally, he turned to her. "Look," Garreth began to explain. "Our writing styles are so different it made the whole piece sound disjointed. I think it would sound better if it were in one coherent voice. All your ideas are there. The whole piece sounds smoother now." "I worked hard on that, though."

Ainsley tried again to add her words back into the document, but Garreth just deleted them. "This is so unfair, you're only changing the stuff I worked on." "You said it yourself, fantasy is my preferred genre," he pointed out. "I wanted you to help me improve my fantasy writing, not erase my work."

Try as she might, nothing Ainsley added was kept by Garreth who just continued to delete everything she wrote. Feeling defeated, Ainsley sat back in her chair, arms crossed, and just watched Garreth make edits for the rest of the class period. She wasn't stressed before, but she sure was now.

After class, Ainsley and Jae made their way to the student lounge. "I can't believe that man," Ainsley complained. This early in the day few students used the lounge. "I was actually excited to be partnered with him, because he is a good writer, but he just keeps making everything so difficult."

"I don't know what to say," Jae tried to offer advice. "You could talk to Professor Singh, say that you can't work with him. He might understand." "We're adults though, and should figure it out ourselves," Ainsley pointed out. "I don't understand why he doesn't like me. I haven't done anything."

"Hey girlies," chimed Isa as she came breezing though the door. "How are your projects?" "Mine's fine, Ainsley's is a bit rocky," Jae said "Is it Garreth?" Isa asked, Ainsley didn't respond. "He's always been like that, thinking he's better than everyone. It's one of the reasons I broke up with him"

"There's a reason all the freshman started calling him grumpy Garreth last year," Jae pointed out. "I don't think-" began Ainsley, but Isa cut her off. "Yeah," Isa nodded. "He might have the best grades out of all the seniors in the department, but year he's an asshole. So glad I'm done with him."

There was something off putting to Ainsley, about the way Isa just breezed into the room and immediately began talking badly about Garreth. Sure, Ainsley wasn't his biggest fan at the moment, but she wasn't about to start shit talking her writing partner. All she really wanted were answers from him

Answers were not something Ainsley received. As Friday rolled around, she hadn't actually spoken much with Garreth other than making the decision to wait for their grade to come back before starting on the next part of their project. So, as class began Ainsley poured herself into her notes.

"Alright," Professor Singh said. "I'd say this concludes class for the day. I did scheduled grades to be posted at the end of lecture today, so take a look whenever. If you have questions you can meet with me in my office." Upon hearing the news, Garreth immediately went to pull up his grades.

"How'd you do?" "Not too bad, we got a B," answered Jae. "Considering we really didn't start until the day it was due, I'm pretty happy. What do you think you got?" "I don't even want to know at this point," Ainsley admitted at the same moment a strangled noise came from the seat ahead of her.

Garreth couldn't believe his eyes as he stared blankly at the bright red F that flashed at him on the screen. This couldn't be possible. He'd never gotten an F on anything ever, not once in the entirety of his life. He couldn't fathom how this had even happened, his writing was good, really good.

"What is it?" Ainsley asked. She quickly got up and stood behind Garreth, peering over his shoulder at his computer screen. "I swear I submitted it," Garreth told her. "I don't know what happened." Ainsley scoffed, "I do. You erased all my work." "Excuse me?" "It's true, you did and now we failed."

"There has to be a mistake. There's no way it got an F. I've never gotten an F before." "I'd say neither have I, but it's your work you submitted not mine," Ainsley told him, she could have sworn she heard Isa's laugh from the row behind. "This has to be a mistake, it has to be." "Whatever you say."

As professor Singh made his way to leave, both Ainsley and Garreth got up to follow him. "We can ask if there's any kind of extra credit we can do to make the grade back up," Ainsley explained "We didn't fail, this has to be a mistake. He mixed our grade with someone else's" Ainsley rolled her eyes.

"I had a feeling I'd be seeing you both in here," Professor Singh drawled. "What can I do for you?" "You gave us the wrong grade," Garreth told him. "Did I now?" Singh asked amused. "Mixed our grade with someone else's or-" "Garreth, I assure you I didn't mix the grades up. You did in fact fail."

"I- what?" Garreth asked dumbfounded "I've been reading your writing for years, and you think I wouldn't notice that the entire project was written in your voice Garreth? A few ideas I know only Ainsley would have thrown out, sure, but the bulk of the writing was yours Garreth, not Ainsley's yours."

"Our writing styles are too different," Garreth tried to explain. "It didn't sound cohesive, so I kept Ainsley's ideas but we agreed-" Ainsley cut him off, "You agreed." "Fine, I decided it would sound better written in only one voice. You have to understand where I'm coming from Professor Singh."

"I understand you two have different writing styles, that's part of why I paired you both" Singh explained. "You're both talented. I wanted you to challenge one another. Find a way to combine your differing voices into one unique voice" "Is there anything we can do?" Ainsley asked. "About the grade"

"I will give you until 6am tomorrow to re-write your project, and re-submit it for full credit," Singh told them. "If it gets submitted any later you'll get half credit." "That's less than 24 hours," Garreth exclaimed. "I'm being lenient for you Mr. White," Singh bit out. "Thank you," Ainsley said.

Tail between their legs, Ainsley and Garreth headed to the student lounge after their conversation with Singh. "When are you done today, with class?" Garreth bit out. "3pm," answered Ainsley. "I can meet you here when you're done and we can head to my place and work on the re-write." "Works for me."

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Not A Love Story Update #2

It had been a slow morning for Ainsley, so by the time she was heading downstairs it was nearing 11am and she was due to meet Garreth at the library in two hours, and she was in a good mood. Ainsley found Diego waking up from where he slept on the couch the prior night. "I didn't meant to wake you."

"It's fine," said Diego. "I should probably be heading back to campus anyways. Sorry for crashing here." "Don't apologize, you can stay over anytime." "I just didn't want to deal with all my Freshman residents the first Friday of the school year," he explained. "I get it, I really do. Hungry?"

Ainsley took to making brunch for the two of them. Things had always been easy with Diego having known him since they were children. "They're so rowdy, those Freshman," Diego complained. Ainsley laughed, "you know, you, Scarlet and Jae got pretty rowdy last night too." "We're fun rowdy though."

"If that's what you want to call dancing on my kitchen counter," Ainsley joked. "While you, Delilah and Jamal did puzzles?" Diego teased. "Yeah, I'd call Scarlet Jae and I fun rowdy." "They were hard puzzles, and they're good for cognitive function." "I'd still rather dance on kitchen counters."

"This is why friends Fridays work," Ainsley explained. "Everyone comes over. You Scarlet and Jae dance around and get manic drunk while Delilah, Jamal and I play board games. Just how the watcher intended." "I don't know about that," replied Diego "This way you can't get us banned from another pub."

"It was one pub," Diego defended himself. "And the only one in Britechester," Ainsley countered. "Now we have to go all the way to Windenburg if we want to go out." "Objectively, we have more options now." "Sure we do." "And you don't even like going out to pubs, so why does it matter to you?"

"You got me there," Ainsley admitted. "So what exactly are your plans for today then, miss Gains?" Diego asked. "I have to meet Garreth to work on our writing project, remember?" "Oh yeah, I forgot. How are you feeling about that? No anger bubbling to the surface? I can come if you need backup."

"Thanks, but it should really be fine," Ainsley explained. "It's been a few days since I confronted him in the gym, and I'm feeling good today. Trying to be optimistic. Who knows, maybe we'll end up writing a bestseller together or something." "That's one way to look at it." "What could go wrong?"

Garreth spent his morning doing chores, mostly in the attempt to keep his mind off the fact that he was going to be spending an unspecified amount of time with Ainsley later today. He'd spent the better part of the week trying to compose himself and come up with nice things to say to her.

"I don't usually go anywhere on Saturdays, but I have a school project to work on," Garreth was prepping Esther for his absence that afternoon. Most people would have thought him crazy, to be talking to his cat like this, but Garreth swore she understood him perfectly

Esther only meowed in response

"Yeah, I get it you're mad at me too now," Garreth said scratching Esther's head. "I guess you can join the club. I think there's a lot of people angry with me, brooding asshole that I am." This garnered no response from Esther who only curled up on the couch as soon as Garreth left.

As Garreth made his way to the library he kept reminding himself to be on his best behavior. He genuinely felt sorry for how he'd treated Ainsley earlier that week. Garreth didn't want her to think he was a brooding asshole like everyone else did. Opinions didn't matter to him, but Ainsley's did.

Upon arrival, Garreth made sure to find a table not too far from the doors so Ainsley could find him easily. While waiting he pulled out his laptop and some of his notes. Garreth watched as the clock clicked by, and when Ainsley didn't show at 1pm like they'd agreed, a pit formed in his stomach.

Ainsley rushed into the room, at approximately 1:10. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she apologized as she took her seat. "There was construction and I had to go around." Garreth opened his mouth to tell her it was fine, he'd noticed the construction too, instead all that came out was "You're late."

"Well, like I said there was construction, so I had to go all the way around the block," Ainsley explained her tone sharp. Garreth tried explaining he wasn't mad, more worried that something had happened to her, but again his mouth betrayed him as he said "We agreed on 1pm." "I'm sorry, okay."

Ainsley took a deep breath, "Can we just get started with this project? I have ideas." Garreth nodded and watched as she pulled out her own materials "I usually write contemporary stuff, but I want a challenge so I was thinking we could write something fantasy, that's your preferred genre isn't it?"

"Yeah," Garreth answered. "I'd like that" "Great," Ainsley smiled at him, one of her show stopping smiles. The same one she'd given him the first day he ever saw her, when he was 14 and he'd caught her reading in one of the armchairs inside his favorite bookstore. Garreth found himself turning away.

Ainsley clasped her hands as she and Garreth continued to swap ideas back and forth. Things seemed to be going smoothly, and then Ainsley said "so when do they kiss?" "What?" Garreth asked clearly confused. "Our main characters, when do they kiss? I mean the tension between them is clearly there."

Garreth didn't know what to say, "Ainsley," he finally decided. "This is not a love story." "Sure it is, have you ever heard of fantasy romance?" she countered. "I mean the characters have so much chemistry already." "They're enemies." "Exactly." "Trying to kill each other." "Exactly."

"This story doesn't need love," Garreth argued. "Sure it does," Ainsley said annoyance flashing across her face. "I'm stepping out of my comfort zone writing fantasy, and you should step out of yours and write romance." "I-what, no. This is not a love story," he repeated "What's so wrong with love?"

"Love, it," Garreth sighed. "Well, it turns people into fools, they lose all sense of self preservation, they make stupid decisions, dangerous decisions and it does nothing but hurt in the end, so no, Ainsley, this is not going to be a love story." "I'm still not convinced," Ainsley told him.

"I don't know what to say to convince-" Garreth stopped talking as soon as he caught sight of the two people who had just entered the building. His body went taut and Garreth found himself unable to finish what he'd been saying. "What?" Ainsley asked turning around. "It's just Isa and Anthony."

As soon as Isa caught sight of Ainsley and Garreth she tugged Anthony over to greet them. "Well, well, well," she drawled. "Can't say I'm surprised to see the both of you here. Working on your project already?" "We are," Ainsley said tightly as she glanced between Garreth and Isa sensing tension.

"I have to admit, Ainsley, you struck gold getting assigned that one as a partner," Isa said. "He might be boring and mean beyond get-out, but he's a damn good writer. You're almost guaranteed an A with him." "I would have managed on my own," Ainsley said. "Would you now?" "We're trying to work."

"If you could please leave us," Ainsley said sensing Garreth wanted Isa gone. "We're busy with our project." "I'm just saying hi," Isa quipped "Hello, now can we get back to work," Ainsley said her voice tough "Fine," Isa sighed dramatically. "See you both Monday I suppose. Nice seeing you Garreth."

"Are you not going to ask me about that?" Garreth asked as soon and Isa and Anthony were out of sight. "I wasn't planning on it," replied Ainsley. "Why? I thought people tell you everything." "Only if they want to tell me. I'm not one to pry for information otherwise, unlike some people." "Why?"

"Because," Ainsley began. "Some information is personal, and people don't always wish to share personal information and that's fine. Completely their prerogative." "I just thought-" "What? That because I'm friendly with people I'm like a viper searching for everyone's secrets, because I'm not."

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Not A Love Story Update #1 Part 2

4 years earlier at the Windenburg high school auditorium (Totally not located in Copperdale…), the 6 finalists for the Windenburg writing contest and scholarship gathered. Sims aged 16-21 were allowed to enter, and among the finalists sat a 16-year-old Ainsley Gains and a 17-year-old Garreth White

"Each of these young writers were tasked with submitting a short story of their choosing…" as the presenter continued on about the award itself, Garreth turned to Anthony, his best friend since kindergarten. "Can she just get on with the winners already," Garreth complained "Dude, just calm down."

"A big congratulations to our third and fourth place winners," the presenter continued and Garreth sat there with baited breath. "Now, I'd like to introduce you all, to our second place winner, and first runner up….Garreth White!" Garreth felt his shoulders slump as he took his spot at the podium.

"And without further ado, our first place winner who will receive a $500 scholarship, and get their story published in the Windenburg Gazette is, Ainsley Gains!" Ainsley let out a squeal before taking her spot by the podium. He couldn't believe it, not that Ainsley has won, but rather that he'd lost

"Look," Anthony was saying. "I get that you're like crazy competitive and everything, but second is great, especially when 1) I didn't place and 2) half the contestants were college kids anyways" Garreth wasn't listening, his attention was on Ainsley who was celebrating a few feet away with a friend

Anthony whirled around to see what, or rather who, had snagged Garreth's attention. "You know," he began. "Now would be a great time to talk to her. Tell her congrats, maybe actually ask her to hang out." "I don't-" "Oh please, everyone knows you've been crushing on Ainsley for the last 3 years."

"I don't have a crush on Ainsley," Garreth said slowly. "And I don't have blond hair," Anthony countered. "Seriously dude, we're going off to college next year, so if she says no, who cares?" Garreth was silent for a moment before saying, "I'm pretty sure my Mom is waiting outside, so I have to go."

As soon as Garreth stepped outside he was assaulted by his oldest sister, Marlowe, under the pretense of a hug. "Ah, Gare bear you did so good!" "Stop with the Gare Bear," he hissed. "I'm not 4, and I got 2nd place, not first." "Speaking of who got first, that's THE Ainsley Gains, she's pretty."

"I really wish Tristan had never mentioned anything," Garreth trailed off. Tristan was the longtime boyfriend of his sister Cecily. Marlowe just gave him one of her looks, "well, Toby and I are off we have a wedding cake tasting to get to." "Bye, kid," said Toby. "You did good." Garreth only nodded.

Next it was Sloane, second oldest after Marlowe, who pulled Garreth into her arms. "I have to get going as well. I need to help Naomi with the dinner rush at the restaurant, but you did great." "Tell Naomi hi for me," Garreth replied. He'd always liked Sloane's girlfriend. "Will do, Gare bear" "No!"

Instead of a hug, Cecily, the sister closest to Garreth in age, opted to kiss his cheek. "Don't," Garreth complained. "You'll get lipstick on my cheek and people will laugh." "Just because you're the baby of the family doesn't mean you can act like one," Cecily countered. "Can you leave?" "No."

Fortunately for Garreth, Cecily did in fact have to leave which left him with just his mother. "No dad?" he asked, maybe a little happy his father didn't have to see him lose today. "He had an important case to work on," Christine, Garreth's mother, replied. "He wished you luck though."

Judging from the tone in his mother's voice, Garreth could tell a lecture was coming "I know how you are," Christine began. "I know you like to be the best at everything. The fact that you made the finals today is a huge deal. Hundreds of students, many much older than you, entered and you were 2nd"

"I think you should be proud of yourself regardless," Christine finished "Yeah, but mom, you're you," Garreth reminded her. "I might be a bestselling author now, but trust me, I didn't win every writing competition I entered either. What you take away from this is how you can improve going forward."

"Now that that's out of the way," Christine said. "You, my son, can walk me home." "Okay," Garreth agreed. "You know, you have such pretty eyes. If you'd just get your hair cut maybe more people would notice. Maybe Ainsley would notice." "Mom!" Garreth groaned.

"Garreth?" Professor Singh cut in. Garreth's head snapped up as he was brought back to the present, "what, sorry?" "What's wrong with miss Gains that makes you not want to be partnered with her?" 'She's better than me' Garreth thought but didn't say. He settled on "nothing" before turning to leave.

Even though fall had technically begun, it was still warm enough for Ainsley and her friends to sit outside after their morning classes. "So yeah," Ainsley said after she recanted the Garreth ordeal to her friends. "What an ass," Scarlet exclaimed. "Yeah," agreed Jae. "He totally blew her off."

"Well, you never know what someone is going through," Delilah pointed out. "He could have needed clarification on something regarding the project" "He could have at least acknowledged Ains, though," Diego pointed out "Guys-" Ainsley cut herself off as she saw exactly who was striding across the lawn

Ainsley's eyes snagged on Garreth making his way towards the student union. She sat there for a few moments just in shock with how good her luck was. "I, um, excuse me," Ainsley made to stand up. "What?" asked Jae. "I have to give that man a piece of my mind." "Let me come with!" exclaimed Diego.

It took a while for Ainsley and Diego to locate Garreth in the gym. The Britechester student union was deceivingly large. "You know," Diego whispered as he watched Garreth box. "I think I see now why you were so obsessed with him in high school. It might be those shoulders, or the muscles-" "Diego."

"I can't believe him" Ainsley said under her breath. She could feel the perfectly crafted persona, the one she'd spent so long prepping that morning, begin to slip. At least it was Diego who was here to see her falter like this, he'd seen it before. After a deep breath Ainsley strode towards Garreth

"Exactly what the hell do you think you're doing," Ainsley interrupted. Garreth turned around slowly, "excuse me?" "You ignored me in class today when I was trying to get your attention in regard to our PROJECT, and now you use that tone with me," Ainsley hissed. Oh, she was just getting started.

"I am a person, thank you very much, and the way you treated me in class today was frankly rude and I won't tolerate it," Ainsley continued. "The least you could have done was turn around and acknowledge me, get my email, but no you pretend I don't exist before following after professor Singh."

"I, um, have a thing on Wed," Garreth told her, he could tell she was annoyed. "What about Fri's then?" "You're not available Fri's, Ains," Diego pointed out. "Friends Fridays remember?" "Sat's then, we could meet at the library." "That would work," Garreth agreed. "Fine, 1pm on Sat in the library."

Ainsley turned on her heels and left, Diego following behind. Garreth turned back towards the punching bag feeling a multitude of emotions. The main one being guilt, because Ainsley was right, he had been an ass by ignoring her like that. If his mother were here she'd be disappointed in him.

"Do you feel better now," Diego asked as soon as the door shut. "Yeah," Ainsley sighed. "I do. Sorry you had to see that though." "Ainsley," Diego flashed her one of his looks. "Don't ever apologize for flying off the handle like that. Watcher knows you deserve to every once and a while."

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Not A Love Story Update #1 Part 1

Here is the first update of the new story I'll be playing through while taking a break from my legacy. These updates are quite long over on my Blue Sky, and since Tumblr only allows 30 photos per post, most of these updates are probably going to end up as 2 posts over here.

For Ainsley, makeup was like armor. A barrier between the version of herself she wanted people to see, kind, funny, and smart. Then there was the version of herself she kept under lock and key, the version that nobody, with the exception of her best friend Diego, ever really got to see.

Ainsley ended her morning routine like she did every other day, with a pep talk for herself. A reminder of the persona she had to put on , so people wouldn't see what truly lay bellow the surface. Her mother taught her as much throughout her youth, that people never truly liked the real you.

After finishing her routine, Ainsley left her room only to find neither of her roommates were yet awake, which was usual for Monday mornings, but she'd hoped things were different today, first day of classes and all "Jae!" Ainsley exclaimed trying to wake her friend. "Go away," Jae groaned. "Sleep."

"First day of classes," Ainsley reminded her. "We're picking partners for professor Singh's writing project today, remember." "Ten more minutes," "We need to leave in ten minutes or we'll be late. I still have to wake Scarlet," "Ugh!" "This is why you shouldn't party with Diego on school nights."

Scarlet and Jae were both ready to leave in 15 minutes. Which Ainsley considered great timing, especially because she'd lied about when they'd have to leave just to ensure they'd make it to class on time. "I have so many ideas for this project," Jae was saying, but Ainsley's attention was elsewhere.

It was like Ainsley had a sixth sense wherever Garreth White was concerned. Or maybe it was just her inner 16 year old who could pick out the back of his head in a crowd of hundreds. As soon as she'd seen him across the street, Ainsley found herself unable to pay attention to anything Jae was saying

"So, yeah," finished Jae as they entered the classroom. "I definitely think we should write a smutty dark romance for this writing project." "I'm sorry, what?" Ainsley asked. "Just think about it. Professor Singh will probably get so uncomfortable reading it he'll have to give us an A." "Um, no."

"It's a good idea," Jae defended "Jae," Ainsley took a deep breath. "I'm not submitting smut to our university professor to be graded for this project." "Scarlet and Diego said it was a good idea" "Scarlet and Diego also thought it was a good idea to get shitface drunk the night before class" "And?"

Before Ainsley had the chance to elaborate, she was interrupted by the too cheery voice of the department's resident shit starter. "Jae, Ainsley, it's so nice to see you both." "Isa," Ainsley said tightly. She'd never been able to put her finger on what she disliked about Isa. "How was your summer?"

Knowing Isa, she didn't want Ainsley's usual answer, that she'd spent her summer working 3 jobs. No, Isa wanted to know the summer drama, like who she'd had a fling with. Which was nobody unless you counted her one hookup during Summerfest, and Ainsley didn't "Not much." "What a shame," replied Isa.

"Isa," Jae cut in sensing her friend was getting uncomfortable. "Do tell me, how are you always so perky in the mornings? Is it Caffeine or something harder? I would love to know." Ainsley tried to hold back a laugh. "How rude!" Isa exclaimed. She glanced to her boyfriend. "Anthony we're sitting."

It didn't take too long before professor Singh strode into the room and began class. "Welcome students to writing 425, if this is not where you're meant to be leave now," he began. "I'd apologize for scheduling this class bright and early at 8am, except I'm not sorry about it. You're all adults."

"Your success in this class is up to you, fail, or don't I really don't give a shit." "You can't talk to us like this," pipped a voice from the back row. "Miss Willard, yes?" Singh asked. The girl nodded. "Well, miss Willard you will find I have tenure, so I can damn well do as I please."

"Well she's clearly a transfer student," Jae whispered. "Everyone knows this is how Singh is." "Shhhh," Ainsley hissed back. As Professor Singh began the first lecture, Ainsley took notes. She'd always found herself able to better recall the information when she wrote it down as opposed to typing.

"This conclude my lecture for the day, but before you pack up I'd like to assign your partners for this years writing project," A groan erupted throughout the room. In previous years he'd allowed students to pick their own partners. "The writing the last few years has been absolute shit."

"In the hope of propelling you all to your full potential blah blah blah, I will be assigning partners based on writing skill level" "This is bullshit," Jae muttered. Professor Singh began listing off partners and Ainsley waited for her name. "Garreth White, and Ainsley Gains," he finally announced.

After the last of the names were called, students began to pack up their belongings. Ainsley leaned forward in an attempt to get Garreth's attention. "Garreth, hey," she began. "I was hoping we could come up with a time to get together and work on our first draft…" He was ignoring her.

"Hello," Ainsley called again. "Garreth?" He didn't respond, instead Garreth's eyes tracked Professor Singh as he made his way out of the room, and before Ainsley could react Garreth was on his feet striding after professor Singh. "What the hell was that?" Jae asked "I have no idea," Ainsley replied

Garreth followed Professor Singh all the way to his office. "I'd like to work alone," Garreth said as soon as the door shut. "Professor," he added hastily. "No," Singh said simply. "Why not? You've allowed it in previous years," Garreth argued. "Well, I'm not allowing it this year."

"Can you switch my partner. I can't work with Ainsley," Garreth asked. "Nope," Singh brushed him off. "I don't understand." Garreth said his voice raising. "Is there something wrong with miss Gains that prevents you from being partnered with her?" "No, I-" Garreth's mind wandered off into a memory.

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Not A Love Story Character Introductions

I am taking a bit of a break from my Landcaster legacy to make sure I don't get burned out, so in the meantime I'm planning on playing through a new story I came up with. I've decided to do small character introductions for the main and reoccurring characters throughout the story, so you can get to know them a bit better before I start posting after I get back from vacation. I've decided to name this small story Not A Love Story, and hopefully as I start posting you'll see why.

First up is my MMC, Garreth White. Traits: Bookwork, Overachiever, Gloomy Aspiration: Bestselling Author

Garreth is originally from Windenburg. He's currently a senior at Britechester university studying language and literature. He has 3 older sisters, Marlowe, Sloane, and Cecily. His dad is a lawyer, and his mother is a bestselling romance author. Garreth has always been a pretty quiet guy. Since his mother is a bestselling author he was encouraged to read from a very young age and this sparked his love of reading and writing and it made him want to be an author.

He has a reputation around the writing department at Britechester as being a grade A asshole. Due to this many of his peers ignore him and all of the younger students in the program are a bit scared of him. Garreth doesn't have any friends, and is considered a loner. He has a Persian cat named Esther.

I don't want to spoil too much about Garreth's lore, but I absolutely adore this man, and I would die for him

Second is my FMC, Ainsley Gains. Traits: Outgoing, Bookwork, Romantic Aspiration: Bestselling Author

Like Garreth, Ainsley also grew up in Windenburg, but their upbringings were quite different. Ainsley's father died when she was a toddler and when she was 6 her mother remarried and had her younger sister, Fiona. Ainsley has been quite protective of Fiona always trying to give her all the opportunities she never had growing up. Their family lives above (but doesn't own) the local bookstore where Ainsley spent most of her days reading between the shelves. She used reading as a form of escape from some of the things she was dealing with in regard to her home life. This is why she's decided to study Language & Literature at Britechester, where she's currently a junior.

Around the writing department Ainsley is highly regarded and generally a very well-liked sim. People find her approachable and have no issue coming to her for help or advice. I'd also die for Ainsley.

Third is Diego Gonzales Traits: Art Lover, Loyal, Lovebug Aspiration: Party Animal

Diego is originally from Ciudad Enamorada, but he moved to Windenburg as a child where he met and became best friends with Ainsley. He's currently in his junior year at Britechester studying art history with the hope of being an arts critic after graduation. Diego is a RA (Resident Assistant) in Wyvern Hall. Although he hates this job, he gets free room and board at Britechester as well as his own room, so he puts up with it.

Diego does enjoy attending parties and getting that full college experience. In his friend group he's part of what Ainsley and Delilah have dubbed the 'terror trio', which consists of himself, Scarlet, and Jae, mostly because those three like to have fun and are often getting everyone into trouble.

Diego is ride or die for his friends, and he would do just about anything for all of them, even if he teases them at times.

Fourth is Scarlet Daniels Traits: Creative, Self-Assured, Self-Absorbed Aspiration: Painter Extraordinaire

Scarlet was Ainsley's Freshman year roommate at Britechester. Like Diego, Scarlet is studying art history, but she wants to be an artists after graduation. Due to their shared major, and Scarlet's roommate status with Ainsley she became roped into Diego and Ainsley's little duo and the three have been friends since. Scarlet currently lives in an off campus townhouse with both Ainsley and Jae.

Scarlet is originally from Del Sol Valley, and her parents wanted her to pursue a much more serious career in college, but Scarlet refused. She's never been good at following directions or doing what others want her to do. She can sometimes be a bit mean and judgmental, but that is due to the fact that she's self-absorbed. At the end of the day Scarlet (usually) means well, and she always tries to be there for her friends even if sometimes she needs them a bit more.

Fifth is Ainsley and Scarlet's third roommate, Jae Park. Traits: Ambitious, Outgoing, Nosey Aspiration: City Native

Jae is originally from Oasis Springs. She's a junior at Britechester studying Language and Literature. Unlike Ainsley, Jae is hoping to become a lawyer with this degree instead of going the writing route. That being said she does still enjoy creative writing in her free time. Jae and Ainsley met during the second semester their freshman year. They shared a writing class together, and became friends over the course of the class. Eventually Jae got folded into Ainsley's little friend group with Diego and Scarlet.

Jae is a nosey sim, so she's always interested in whatever gossip is making its way around the department. She is also quite sarcastic, and very rarely takes things seriously. Most anything out of Jae's mouth is likely a joke. She does have an on again off again boyfriend names Milo. At the start of the story they are currently on the outs in their relationship.

Sixth is Delilah Jennings Traits: Loyal, Genius, Perfectionist Aspiration: Academic

Delilah is currently a senior at Britechester studying Biology. She's top of her class, and an honors student. After graduation she does plan on going into the doctor career.

Delilah is a pretty laid back and level headed sim. During her Sophomore year she rescued Scarlet from a group of fratboys who were trying to take advantage of her. Upon finding out that all of Scarlet's friends were out of town for the weekend, Delilah spent the evening taking care of her and making sure Scarlet was okay. After this she and Scarlet became friends.

When Ainsley, Diego, Jae, and Scarlet needed a Biology tutor for one of their gen ed classes, Delilah volunteered herself and she's been good friends with everyone since. Delilah is originally from Willow Creek, and she often considered one of the only sane members of their little friend group. She currently has a boyfriend named Jamal.

Seventh is Jamal Jameson Traits: Good, Ambitious, Active Aspiration: Academic

Jamal is a first year med student at Foxbury studying to become a surgeon (because I say Med/Grad school is a thing). Jamal is the cousin of my sim, Nat, from my Landcaster legacy. He's also been dating Delilah for the last two years, and they live together in a townhouse located in Britechester.

Jamal met Delilah when he was a junior and she was a sophomore in college. They met when Delilah decided to go to Foxbury to attend the guest lecture of a famous medical specialist.

While Jamal has gotten folded into Delilah's friend group, and he does regularly spend time with them, he does have several of his own friends at Foxbury, whom you'll meet they just aren't as relevant to the story.

Overall, Jamal is a very laid back and chill sim, and he doesn't really let much get to him. He is originally from San Sequoia.

Eighth is Isabelle (Isa) Felix. Traits: Romantic, Mean, Noncommittal Aspiration: Romantic Explorer

Isa is a fellow language & literature major at Britechester alongside Ainsley, Garreth, and Jae. Isa is currently a senior, and she's also Garreth's ex-girlfriend. Isa and Garreth started dating about midway through their freshman year at Britechester. They broke up during the spring of their sophomore year, for reasons that will be revealed at a later date.

Around the writing department, Isa is known to be very bubbly and outgoing, but she cycles through friends quickly. Isa has a tendency to know everything about everyone, and she's not above using other people's secrets for personal gain. She loves creating stories, and people are like the pawns in a chess game to her.

She does currently have a boyfriend named Anthony, and she is originally from Ciudad Enamorada. She is not a part of Ainsley's friend group, but Ainsley does try to be nice to her in class.

Last, but certainly not least, is Ainsley's younger sister, Fiona Gains. Traits: Perfectionist, Geek Aspiration: Goal Orientated

Fiona is currently a Freshman at Windenburg high school. Fiona is known to be quite naïve when it comes matters of her home life, mostly because Ainsley did a great job at shielding Fiona from a lot.

Fiona currently works at the bookstore, just like her sister did during high school. Her favorite band, currently, is Janie and the Misfits (👀). Fiona is usually very cheerful. She's also wanted a pet cat for forever, but keeps getting denied.

Ainsley does her best to make time for Fiona whenever she's in Windenburg, so Fiona is no stranger to tagging along with Ainsley and her friends. Fiona does look up to Ainsley a great deal, she absolutely adores her older sister. Fiona is as much Diego's younger sister as she is Ainsley's, he'll tell you as much. Fiona's best friend's name is Eleanor. Fiona likes reading, just not as much as Ainsley does.

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Landcaster Legacy Gen 7 Update #80 Part 2

While Leo and Nat continued to chat with guests, Lacy spotted an all too familiar face (or back?) at the bar. She tried her best to refrain from saying hi, because nothing good was to come from her talking with Owen, but eventually, Lacy couldn't restrain herself and she made her way towards him.

"Hey," Lacy said as she slid into the vacant seat. Owen had to do a double take, "Lacy, hey." "Just thought I'd say hi, it's been a few years." "I know. Since that day on the pier in high school…" Owen trailed off. "When I tried to convince you not to date Maggie. You two seem happy now though."

Owen didn't know what to say, so instead he just said nothing. "You are happy, right?" Lacy pressed. "What if I said you were right," Owen said slowly. "About Maggie." "I've seen you two, on social bunny. You've seemed happy." "Social media lies, Lace. There's a reason I didn't bring her tonight."

"Why are you still together then?" Lacy asked. "Can we not talk about this?" Owen asked her. "Any other topic, please." "Okay…" Lacy paused. "What've you written recently? I miss reading your scripts." "I haven't been writing," Owen said quietly. "What? Why? You're so talented." "Lacy…"

"No, Owen. Look," Lacy began "I know we haven't kept in touch these past few years, and maybe it isn't my place, but if you're not happy then you need to fix that. I'd like to think we're still friends, and I can't stand the idea of you being unhappy. Start writing again, do something!" "I'm trying"

Owen knew he'd see Lacy tonight. He'd spent the last week prepping for it, figuring out what he was going to say, how he was going to act. Then she'd sat down and his perfectly crafted script had gone out the window. Instead he found himself telling her everything. Lacy was always easy to talk to.

"Move in with Vi and me," Lacy said finally. "I mean if you're going to be without work once breaking up with Maggie anyways, move to Del Sol with Vi and me. You can try your hand at being a screenwriter." "I don't think Violet would like that." "She'll get over it." "I don't know, Lace." "Please."

"I'll have to think about it," Owen finally said. "And you should talk to Violet first." "Nah, she'll be fine," Lacy brushed him off. After a moment she said, "I should head to the hotel anyways, it's getting late." "Let me walk you." "You don't have to." "Lace, it's dark. You're not walking alone."

"You know," Owen began as he and Lacy arrived at her hotel room. "It was nice to see you tonight." "Yeah. If I'm being honest, it was nice to see you too," Lacy admitted. A comfortable silence came over them. Owen found himself not wanting to leave. Especially not knowing when he'd see her next.

"Think about what I said earlier," Lacy finally said. "About moving to Del Sol with Violet and I." "I will," Owen assured her. "Promise." "If you don't, call sometime," Lacy told him. "And, if you don't start writing again I swear I'll track you down and give you a piece of my mind, Owen Barker."

"Will do," A small smile broke across Owen's face. Together, Lacy and Owen continued to stand there. With every passing moment they found themselves moving closer and closer together like two magnets. Then, before either of them could register what was happening, they were kissing.

Lacy fumbled with the handle to her door before pulling Owen inside and towards the bed. "Lacy," Owen broke away for a moment. "Is this something you want to do? With me?" "Yes," Lacy said let out a small breath. "Now just shut up and keep kissing me."

"OMW!" Lacy exclaimed in a panic once the reality of what she and Owen had just done sunk in. "What?" Owen asked after buttoning his shirt. "I, uh, we just…"Lacy trailed off. "Don't tell me you regret it?" "Yes, well no, not exactly, it's just," Lacy paused. "You still have a girlfriend."

Lacy pulled her dress back on before turning back towards Owen. "Look," she began to tell him. "I'm trying really hard right now to be a good person, because I haven't always been one. And, as much as I dislike Maggie, you're still with her right now even if you're planning to break up with her."

"And, I just can't do this if you're still with her, it's not right," Lacy finished "I'm breaking up with her," Owen told her "Not for another couple of months an-" Owen cut her off. "Tomorrow," he said. "I'm breaking up with her tomorrow." "But, what about retaliation from her dad?" "I don't care."

Owen took a few steps towards her, "are you serious about us this time?" he asked. "No bullshit about 'oh I'm just going to ruin everything'" "Not this time, no," Lacy said. "I'm genuinely trying now, to be better." "Then I'm breaking up with her first thing in the morning, I promise."

Being a man of his word, as soon as Owen arrived back in Copperdale the following morning he went straight to Maggie's. "Maggie," he called as soon as he came through the door. "We need to talk." Maggie stepped out into the kitchen, an angry look on her face. "You slept with her didn't you."

"I'm not an idiot," Maggie snapped. "I KNOW that Leo and Nat got married this weekend, and I KNOW that you didn't invite me on purpose, just like I KNOW that you slept with Lacy." "You know what, Maggie, yeah I did," Owen admitted. "I'm not even sorry about it, because I can't be with you anymore."

"You make me miserable, and frankly you're just a terrible person," Owen continued. "So no, we're done, over, whatever the hell you want to call it but I want you out of my life." "No," said Maggie simply. "You can't break up with me." "And why not?" "Because I'm pregnant." "Excuse me?"

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Here's several of Leo and Nat's wedding photos, because they turned out cute.

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Landcaster Legacy Gen 7 Update #80 Part 1

After this update I am going to be taking a break from my legacy for a bit, and playing through another story idea I have. So, consider this the season finale. Also, this update is split into 2 parts, because it was very long.

As summer drew to a close, both the Landcaster and the Wilks families gathered in Tartosa to celebrate Leo and Nat's upcoming nuptials.

"Oh sweetheart, just look at you!" Jackie exclaimed. "You're beautiful." "Mom, relax. I'm not even in my dress yet," Nat pointed out. "I can't believe my baby is getting married!" "It's just to Leo, you've known him for his whole life," Nat reminded her. "Still, I'm just so happy for you both."

"I think this whole day is just making me emotional," Jackie said whilst pulling her eldest daughter in for a hug. "Well you can't get upset, bride's orders," Nat joked. Nat's younger sister, and sim of honor, Jayda poked her head into the room. "Can you just put your dress on, I want to see it."

Meanwhile in the groom's suite, Leo was busy going over his vows, again. "You look like an idiot," Violet joked as she and Lacy came up behind him. "Really, Vi!" Leo exclaimed. "You made me mess up!" "I just think it's lame you still need to practice your vows." "I want them to be perfect."

"I mean shouldn't you have been practicing these for weeks?" Violet asked. "Can you just leave me alone," Leo snapped. "Girls," Mads interjected. "What, Mom?" "Why don't you and Lacy go downstairs and start greeting guests. Get out of your brother's hair." "I suppose," sighed Violet. "Thank you."

"I think your vows sound wonderful, sweetheart," Mads assured him. "Thanks, Mom," smiled Leo. "I just want them to be perfect. I'd hate to mess up on a day like today, you know?" "I'm well aware," Mads told him. "You make such a handsome groom." Before Leo could reply, Mads pulled him in for a hug.

Downstairs, Violet and Lacy did in fact take Mads' suggestion and begin greeting guests. As Jenna and Marcus came through, both girls let out a squeal of excitement. "OMW, Jenna!" Violet and Lacy both exclaimed. "Ah! It's so great to see you guys!" Jenna exclaimed "Hey Violet, Lacy," Marcus greeted.

The girls rushed in for a group hug. "OMW, how are you both?" Jenna asked. "How's the roommate situation going." "Not great," Lacy replied. "Everyone we interview is weird." "They're not all weird," Violet cut in. "Some are fine, Lacy's just picky." "I'm going to find our seats," Marcus announced.

After everyone had taken their seats (and giving the watcher a severe headache), the ceremony began. The first person down the aisle was Jackie, Nat's mother, who was going to be officiating the ceremony.

The next person down the aisle was Leo's younger sister, Rosie as the flower pal. After Rosie, Nat's younger cousin, Keon made his way down the aisle as ring bearer.

Next came Nat and Leo's sims of honor. Nat had chosen her younger sister Jayda, as the two had always grown up quite close. Leo picked his best friend, Owen, because until his younger brother, Alex, had been born, Owen was the closest thing Leo had to a brother.

Lacy drew in a sharp breath as Owen and Jayda made their way down the aisle. "What?" Violet asked quietly not wanting to disrupt the ceremony. "I wasn't expecting Owen to look so good," Lacy admitted quietly. "He looks like Owen," said Violet. "So, gross." Lacy just shook her head.

Next came Leo, who was trying his best not to trip. He was so excited to be marrying Nat, that he began to cry. He did his best to wipe them away.

Finally, it was Nat's turn. As she made her way down the aisle she gave Leo a small wave. Even though she'd been stressed the past few weeks, about her new job, the wedding, and moving to Brindleton Bay, Nat was equally as excited to marry Leo as he was to marry her.

As Nat made her final steps up to the altar, Leo took her hands. "Now," began Jackie. "We are gathered her today to celebrate the union of Natasha and Leo as they join their lives in marriage."

Nat and Leo exchanged their vows, and their rings. "Now," continued Jackie. "With the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!" Leo didn't hesitate before pulling Nat towards him. "Now, let the celebration commence!" Jackie added enthusiastically.

As everyone gathered for the reception, many sims were eagerly waiting their turn to give Leo and Nat their congrats. Among these sims was Leo's uncle, Ike. "I've been wanting to talk to you both for quite a while," Ike said after giving them his congratulations. "About what, exactly?" asked Leo.

"Well, I heard you're both moving to Brindleton Bay soon," Ike began. "Nat got a teaching job there and I'm opening a vet clinic," explained Leo. "Well, your cousins are going away to college and Ayla and I are looking to downsize, and Mathew did always want to keep the house in the family."

"So," Ike continued. "I was wondering if you two would like to buy the family house from me. For a discount of course." "Are you serious right now?" Leo asked dumbfounded. "Quite," grinned Ike. Leo glanced at Nat, a silent conversation passed between them before Leo replied with, "Absolutely."

As the evening continued, Nat spotted one familiar face that she had yet to say hello to. "OMW, Jamal!" she exclaimed while launching herself into a hug. "Nat, hey!" he hugged her back. "Leo, you remember my cousin, Jamal," said Nat. "Of course. We met at Foxbury a few semesters ago," replied Leo.

"I just got accepted into the grad program there. Starting this fall," explained Jamal before gesturing to the women beside him. "This is my girlfriend, Delilah. She'll be a senior at Britechester this coming year." "Congratulations to both of you," Delilah smiled. "The ceremony was beautiful."

"Thank you," grinned Nat. "Jamal has told me so much about you. I'm so glad we could finally meet." "What are you studying at Britechester?" asked Leo "Biology," Delilah replied "Biology at Britechester?" Delilah shrugged, "it's cheaper & I'm still an honors student." "Top of her class," Jamal added

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Landcaster Legacy Gen 7 Update #79

Note: This first bit of the update where Owen is conversing with Jo takes place before Leo and Nat got engaged. The rest of the update takes place after Leo and Nat's engagement and about a week before the wedding.

A few weeks after the disastrous dinner party in which Owen had attempted to introduce his girlfriend Maggie to his siblings, his sister, Jo, asked Owen to meet her and their youngest brother at the park "I've got an idea," Jo told him while Frankie swung around on the monkey bars. "About what?"

"About how you can break things off with Maggie and not have her father come after you professionally," Jo told him like it should have been common sense. "Jo, you really don't have to," Owen reminded her. "But you're my baby brother and you still want to break up with Maggie, right?" "Well, yeah."

"Then let me talk," Jo said. "So, your main concern is not having enough money for student loans-" "And to help you guys out." "Forget about that," Jo hissed. "I told you to shut up. I'm assuming you're smart enough to have a separate account from Maggie when it comes to finances." "Obviously."

"Okay then. That job pays well, so figure out how much money you need to pay off your student loans and save enough to support yourself while you're between work. Then break up with Maggie once you've saved enough," Jo explained. Owen thought for a moment, "You might have a point." "Of course I do!"

"How exactly does this prevent her father from ruining my career?" Owen asked "Okay, maybe he'll still ruin your professional career, but you won't be with Maggie anymore," Jo admitted. "The only thing is you can't give Maggie any indication that you're going to break it off with her. She's sneaky."

"You're saying I have to pretend to be the perfect boyfriend and that I have to use any means necessary to make her think I still want to be with her," Owen clarified. "Yup." "Lovely," he sighed. "O?" "Yeah?" "Don't get her pregnant." "Hell no." "Not even by accident." "I don't even want kids, Jo."

With Owen's calculations it would take him 6 months of working overtime before he'd have enough money to pay off his student debt and create a cushion in his savings to support himself, so when he wasn't working, Owen did everything he could to convince Maggie he was still the perfect boyfriend.

"I made you dinner," Owen told Maggie one night a few weeks before he was to head to Tartosa for Leo and Nat's wedding. "You're not eating with me?" Maggie pouted. "I have plans with Leo tonight." "What kind of plans?" "We're just going out to dinner." "Not drinks?" "Leo isn't much for drinking."

"Well, when will you be back?" Maggie whined. "I don't like when you aren't home." "I don't know, probably around 11pm," Owen explained. "I haven't seen Leo in a while, so there's a lot to catch up on." What Owen didn't tell her was that tonight was a celebration of his friend's engagement.

"I miss you when you aren't here," Maggie's voice became even more high pitched as she continued to whine. It gave Owen a headache. "You'll be fine, it's just several hours." "I'll be alone." "Go to your Dad's or something." "Ugh, fine," Maggie grumbled. "Tell Jax I said hi, will you?" "Whatever."

"Hey! Congratulations on the engagement!" Owen exclaimed as he sat down. "I'm so happy for both you and Nat. You guys deserve it." "We're really happy. Well, I'm really happy, and I'm pretty sure Nat is too," answered Leo. "She wouldn't have said yes if she wasn't." "So, here's the thing."

"What?" asked Owen hesitantly "Nat wanted me to ask you not to bring Maggie to the wedding," Leo said quickly. "We want you there, Maggie just can be a bit-" "Rude, condescending, full of herself," Owen finished. "Don't worry I have no plans to bring her. She doesn't even know about the engagement."

"But you two are still dating?" asked Leo clearly confused. "For now," Owen said simply. "What's that supposed to mean?" Owen took a deep breath before telling him everything that'd happened with Maggie and her father over the course of the last few years. "Are you serious?" Leo asked in disbelief.

"You know," Leo began. "You could have come to me. My Dad is an engineer, same as you. I could have asked him to put in a good word for you with his company. You could have bypassed the Reed family entirely." Owen just sighed, "Hindsight is 20/20. I'm only staying with Maggie for 4 more months."

"You are still my best friend, terrible girlfriend and all," Leo told him. "So, if you ever do need anything in the future, don't hesitate to ask. It's better to ask for help then get yourself into another situation like this one." Owen let out a small laugh, "Thanks, man."

Meanwhile, at the Reed family home, Maggie was making an evening trip to speak with her father "Daddy, you don't understand," she hissed. "I think Owen's going to leave me." "Sweetheart, he'd be an idiot," Whit brushed her off. "Not with the amount of money he makes and what I can do to his career."

"You don't get it!" Maggie exclaimed in frustration. "We went out to eat the other day and I called the waitress a fat cow and that she was a colossal waste of space. He didn't even tell me that was mean. He always tells me when I'm being mean." Whit paused for a moment, "oh dear, that is a problem"

As Maggie and Whit continued to argue in the kitchen, Jax made his way downstairs in need of some serious help. "Dad," he said quietly. "Can you spray the monster under my bed, please? I'm scared." "Oh, for fucks sake," Maggie hissed. "You're 8, grow the hell up." "There's a monster I swear!"

"Son," Whit looked down at Jax clearly disappointed. There was a time when all he ever wanted was a son, but then Jax turned out to be so different from him, and Whit found himself unable to connect with Jax. "Monsters aren't real, just go upstairs your sister and I are having an adult conversation"

"But there's a monster and I'm scared," Jax said his voice small "I really don't care right now," Whit hissed. "Just go upstairs and read a book or something if you can't fall back asleep. I don't care just leave your sister and I alone" Jax's face fell, but he turned around to head back to his room

Whit waited until Jax had left before turning back to Maggie. "Sorry about that." "It's whatever, Jax has always been fearful of stupid things like that," Maggie sighed. "Seriously though, how do I keep Owen this time? I love him, daddy." "I know," Whit said. "Now, here's what you're going to do."

Still too scared to return to his room, Jax stood in the hallway just out of sight hoping that maybe once their conversation was finished his father might finally help. However, as Jax listened he found that maybe his father did have a point and monsters like the one under his bed weren't real.

But Jax had read enough books in his lifetime to understand that monsters like the two standing in his kitchen were very much real, and maybe he did have reason to be afraid.