In this post: Amanda “Mindy” Schmidt, Sharon Crabtree, Mark Schmidt
Mindy felt silly, like a child, standing in the mirror practicing faces. She was no longer a little girl barely tall enough to reach her father’s belt buckle. She was now a teenager and if her friends could see her now the would tease her until the end of time.
Sighing, she tried again. Making her eyes as wide as possible, furrowing her brows and trying to make her smile appear nervous.
“Mindy! Breakfast is ready.” Sharon’s shout from the kitchen interrupted her posing.
Mindy stuck out her tongue at her reflection in the mirror. She acknowledge the fact that no matter how pathetic she managed to lock she was still in trouble. If the mail had not been so reliable and her report card had gotten lost maybe she would have been off the hook. But the chance the school would have not informed her family of her bad grades were probably slim to none.
Breakfast was a silent ordeal, meals had been since Thursday night when her mother had checked the mail. Mindy tried to keep her mind from wondering what kind of punishment was going to be dealt out to her.
Silence was never good. Right?
“Tyson and I are going to take the dogs to the vet.” Sharon’s announcement broke into her musing.
Mindy waited for the other shoe to drop.
“Your dad will stop by later to discuss your grades with you.”
Mindy waited for her father’s arrival. The time seemed to move at a snails pace. So slowly, that she changed the batteries of her wall clock to hopefully speed it up. Only to realize the clock was fine, the batteries didn’t need to be changed.
She groaned out loud and sank to her bed. Silently, praying that this wasn’t going to be as bad as the knots in her stomach indicated.
“Amanda” Mark shouted from the front yard.
She didn’t hear any anger in his voice. Her body automatically did what it normally would do when her father announced his presence.
“Daddy!” Mindy could help keep the excitement from coming out in her voice. It didn’t matter to her why he was there or that she saw him at least twice a week or talked to him almost every night. Seeing him always excited her. Like when she was a child.
“Mindy.” Mark responded before pulling her into a hug.
It start off simple with a “Really, Amanda? D’s” and a disbelieving look on his face.
There was no screaming or shouting. No threat of eternal grounding. Just a stern lecture on the importance of education laced with a hint of disappointment.
Which was enough to make her wish that he had spanked her. She wanted to cry, to blame someone else for her failings but really it was her own fault.
“Your mother and I have talked about it. You’re going to summer school. We expect better from you from now on.”
“Really, honey. We know that you can do better.”
His response had been more positive than negative but why did she feel even worse than before?
- I love the fact that even teenage sims run out to great parents when they appear on the lot. It is such a cute interaction. I even have several adult sims that do it when their parents stop by, the biggest culprit is Dominique Keyes when her mom Victoria Hale comes over from a visit.
- Amanda’s grades sucks. Before I started playing Oasis Valley, my sim kids always had good grades. But now they only do their homework when they roll the want and since Mindy almost never rolls the want her homework is backed up.