Chapter Six: The Discovery

It really did start out as a good day. After all my hard work, I had finally reached the top of the military ladder- I was a General. Fancy me as a General. General Kate Lore. At ease, soldiers. Sorry to joke so much, but humor is the only thing that'll get me through this. Anyways, I was pretty excited. I was getting a huge paycheck, my husband was Captain Hero, we were actually going to be able to afford college for the twins (yeah, two college educations at once- whew), and maybe if we worked hard the rest of our lives, we could even build a better home for the generations to come before us.

Well, maybe I'll still be able to do those things, but as I walked home from work that day...



I turned the corner and forever changed my life. Two bodies were in my bed. The twins were at work. My husband had the day off. Even despite this knowledge, it took me a few moments to fully comprehend the whole situation.

My husband of seventeen years, SEVENTEEN YEARS, THE BEST YEARS OF MY LIFE, had chosen another woman to keep him company.

Well I broke that up and started the yelling. I think you can imagine the things that were said. Along the lines of how could you, our children, we raised them, i've wasted my life on a cheater...

And he actually had the nerve to cry. As if it wasn't his fault, like I was the one that was being unreasonable.

Ignoring my husband, I immediately found that bitch. Jan Tellerman. No shock there, she has to be the biggest slut in the neighborhood. I shoved her to the ground, and then my kids came home. Yeah, bit embarrassed they had to see their mom start a fight, but it had to be done.

Jan was a soft girl though. She got this one slap in before I kicked her butt back to the ground.

I'm in the military, there was no way she could have won that one. I felt slightly better about the whole thing and she immediately ran off.

I told Joel and Josie to wait outside. This was perhaps the hardest thing I've ever done in my whole life. Harder than leaving my dad's. Harder than striking life up on my own. Harder than boot camp. Harder than birthing two children at once. Well... I don't know about that one. You don't know physical pain until you have twins. Anyway, I told him I wanted a divorce.

That he was a no good cheating bastard. And for all of his preaching on family and being a good role model, that he had taught the twins nothing and that we all knew what he really was. A slimeball. The scum of the earth.

And to get the hell out of my trailer. To get the hell out of my life. To never see the twins again.

Joel and I heard the whole thing outside. Mom was right. We never knew, but this was our father. How could he? To mom? To us? I hate him so much. It's hard to get used to the fact that your father is someone you can't respect.

So we watched him leave our home. Silently we watched, while we kept back from crying. We stayed outside till very late that night. We knew mom needed some space.



After Remington left us for good, I replaced the sheets on the bed with fresh ones. I didn't want the stink of their love on our... my bed. I feel very old all of the sudden. Nothing seemed to have worked out the way it should. My 50th is coming up soon... I can feel it in my bones. No one will love me now. The worst part is that since Remington was helping to bring in a lot of our income, there's no way I can afford college for the twins. I know Joel will be pretty disappointed. I can't really face the kids either. I don't know where life will take us now.

Chapter Five: The Twins become Teens

Josie and I were teenagers before mom and dad knew it. I was so psyched to finally have that birthday... so many new changes. Plus, I knew college was just around the corner. I’ve always been the mature twin, and I'm more than ready to grow up and have a family.

So, check out my new look.



Pretty hot if I do say so myself.



And here's Josie. I'm not allowed to say she's hot, but a lot of guys have been turning their heads. Of course, I'm the older twin and I'm the brother... so I make sure those dudes turn their heads back the other way.



We're actually much better friends than when we were kids. We understand each other now.



So I understood when she said not to mess with Orlando, a neighbor. Josie had a thing for him, so I let it go. She has to date sooner or later I suppose.



Anyways, I had my eye for another neighbor. Lissa Sung. Yeah, remember that sweet girl with the braids? Well she's still sweet, and she's still got those braids... but... she's filled out quite a bit. Her and her twin brother Jonas Sung have a birthday just after me and Josie.



I tried all my best moves... and she fell for them, surprisingly enough.



She even started talking about.. er, well.. you know... the first time... Not that she has, but we are both very interested in the topic. *blushes* Erm, well, yeah... Moving on..


Well, I walked in on a little one and one action between Josie and Orlando. I was pissed for a bit, but I got over it.

It's easy to forget because later that night...


Lissa and I kissed for the first time! YES! *arm pumping and much celebration* Yeah, I'm the man, I know.


God, she's great. I mean, we're both young still, but this could be the one. I already love her.



See how great being a teenager is? Both Josie and I are in steady relationships now, which is awesome.


Of course, that's not all we do. Althought a good part of it. :) I'm working hard towards my scholarships and Mom said us two both had to have jobs. Josie works at a science lab. She didn't even care when mom forced us to get jobs, she likes the pay checks.



I work at a hospital, just some intern stuff. I really like it though... I like helping people. I seriously want to do this throughout my life.

Mom's psyched that the two of us are in such smart fields- a doctor and a scientist in the house would be great. But I don't think Josie will be a scientist. She's told me late at night that her deepest dream is to become a criminal mastermind. I didn't really say much back to her when she told me that. I mean, come on, my twin sis as a criminal? You think I can endorse that? But, whatever. I mean, we're both still young.




Mom's career has been going really well. The other day she got picked up by a helicopter.




She became a General! It's pretty tight having a kick ass mom.


I guess our dad isn't so kick ass though. I don't know much, mom didn't really say anything to us kids. But we're not stupid. Though... it's not my story to tell, you'll have to get it out of her.

Stats of Founding Gen and Second Gen

Kate Lore (Founder)
Blde/Blue/3rd Skintone
Military Track.
Popularity, LW: 20 Best Friends
Libra: 0 Sloppy, 7 Outgoing, 0 Lazy, 8 Playful, 10 Nice

married...

Remington Harris (NPC=Maid)
Brwn/Gray/2nd Skintone
Police Track.
Family, LW: Marry off 6 Children
Cancer: 2 Sloppy, 5 Outgoing, 10 Active, 7 Playful, 4 Grouchy

twins...

Joel Lore (2nd Gen)
Blde/Blue/2nd Skintone
Family, LW: Graduate 3 Children
Libra: 2 Sloppy, 7 Outgoing, 2 Lazy, 7 Playful, 10 Nice
*Star of Football Team
*Went Steady with Lissa Sung

Josie Lore (2nd Gen)
Blde/Blue/3rd Skintone
Wealth, LW: Become Criminal Mastermind
Sagittarius: 4 Sloppy, 7 OUtgoing, 10 Active, 7 Playful, 6 Nice
*Starred in Simerella, School Play
*Went Steady with Orlando Centowski

Chapter Four: A Man Divided

It's hard to say when the change happened in me.

I think I'd have to say some time after Joel and Josie were born. If I'd have to say one moment, it'd be the day my wife came home without her ability to concieve children.

I'd always wanted a big family. Six kids, all married off... Living in houses all around me and the missus. All successful, families of their own, grandchildren to spoil, golden anniversaries and reunions to celebrate.

That's when I realized that maybe Kate and I weren't meant to be.

Don't get me wrong, I love my kids. Joel and Josie... the best. But I wanted a little Remington Jr, more Kate Jrs, more kids to spread on the genes, so to speak.

When the twins were about 8, I met Jan Tellerman. Jan... oh where do I begin. Well, I was moving up in the career world, earning some more dough for the family table, and trying to make new connections to speed myself up the ladder. Jan walked by the house one day, and instantly we became friends.

Each time she visited, we talked until 3 am. The kids were sound asleep, my wife in bed early for her 6 am carpool.

Each time she visited, I got more and more bold. She was the perfect woman, another family oriented person. With dreams of children and more grandchildren.

One night a massage...

turned into a kiss.

Things grew more heated until I made a final decision. I would invite Jan, midday on a day off when the twins would be in school and my wife working her job for the government. We would finally get to consume our passion for one another. We made out all over the lawn. I didn't even think twice about the neighbors... or the mailman.

Oh and if I had bothered to stop smooching long enough to notice Sheldon Hanby, I would have seen the grin lighting his face.

So we did the deed.

And I sent Jan packing a few minutes before Kate opened the door.

She had made friends with a colleague, fellow neighbor and mother of Lissa. Can't remember her name for the life of me.

Anyways, Kate was so distracted she never even noticed the other woman walk out the door of her own trailer.

Home free.

Chapter Three: The Kids Talk

Hey there! It's me, Josie. Here's my twin, Joel. Mom asked us to write a few words for the "family history" as she puts it... so, here it goes... Hope you like the pictures. Joel and I took 'em ourselves.

Here's my new friend Lissa. She lives down the block. Her and me like to play cops and robbers... I'm always the cop, like dad.

Lissa is Joel's friend too. He got embarrassed when he remembered he was pink pjs! hee hee!

Mom and dad work a lot. I think that's what they call the "modern family". Don't ask me, I heard it on that news channel. That show is boring. I like dad's job best, he always gets to use his gun.

Here's our next door neighbor Chandler. We hate him. He always is mean.

He hit me with his water balloon once. He's such a jerk.

He made me cry though once and dad told him not to come back till he'd got his manners.

Mom's playing with me and dad came home from work!

Mom got a big promotion the other day and so Joelie and I got presents!!!!!!! I practice everyday.

Yuck. Mom made us do this for "pots-erity".

Chapter Two: Changes

Thanks for waiting, didn't want you to have to see all that. Well, as you might have guessed, a kid popped out! Our son. Remington was pretty excited to see the lineage carried on, little junior and all. I had to put my foot down right there. Remington Jr. Lore? I don't think so. Poor kid would have so many problems. So, Joel after my favorite uncle sufficed. Joel has my blonde hair and blue eyes, with hubby's skin tone.

No sooner had I gave Joel to Remington, when I started having more contractions... And little Josie was born, Joel's twin. They were the same with my hair and eyes, but Josie took after my coloring.

Now, don't get me wrong, twins are wonderful... but... twins... Our budget could barely handle one little mistake, but two? Outwardly, Remington and I were excited but inwardly, well, I'll just say I was screaming in terror.

Immediately, we both signed on for extra hours at our workplaces, bought an extra crib and hired a nanny, Kendal Lawson. With our long hours, we weren't home much and couldn't really regulate what that lady did in our home when she SHOULD HAVE been watching the kids. But, we weren't paying well, so, I guess you get what you pay for.

Before we knew it, the kids grew up to be beautiful toddlers.

Here I am with Joel.

And before work, Remington was able to snap this picture with Josie. We were proud, and in our free time, I was able to ignore the pressing calls of my friends and help Remington teach them everything we know. Well, at least the simple stuff of talking and walking, oh and the potty.

Not long after the babies became fearsome toddlers, Remington and I were getting cozy in the bedroom when he spit out his desire to have more children. Nothing has ever put me out of the mood faster. It was quite the argument. I was furious. We both were overworked as it was, and I was concentrating on getting more promotions and making more money. Plus, in a trailer, four was quite enough. And what if we had twins again??? I mean, seriously, can the man think for himself?

We cooled off in the end of course, but I immediately went in and got the old tubes tied. No sense in any mistakes. And birth control is so risky anyways.

As I said, I was training hard to become the top man- er, woman- in my field. Which was hard anyways. Glass ceiling and all.

But it was paying off... slowly but surely.

And then the twins became kids. Time was flying away.

Here's little Joel.

And Josie.

They're way more cute when they're sleeping.

Time was flying by, as I said before, and things were going well in our little trailer. The kids were so much fun and we love to dance and have a good party. Yep, life might not have been progressing how I thought it would, but... these two were more a success to me than any life of riches and luxury. I did want to move out of the trailer someday. Two kids in a trailer.. well, honestly, it's just tragic. I didn't want them to be ashamed of where they lived... and I wanted both of my kids to carry out my legacy and their father's. To become better than where they came from. Man, this is getting serious, but I guess having kids will do that to you. Changes you, your family, your priorites. And to think, living off daddy's riches would never have made me as happy as I am now. Funny how parents are right about that kind of thing. Well, enjoy watching our little family grow up, but not grow with more kids. You can count on that at least.

Chapter One: Meet Kate Lore

No one thought I'd amount to much. Not that I blame them, really. Still, it doesn't stop me from laughing at their faces after all my successes.

In high school, I was voted Prettiest Girl, Most Popular, Richest Girl, Most Likely to Marry Rich... and they were all wrong! Well, except for being the prettiest and popular. Those dorks working on the yearbook got that right. It all started when I graduated and officially became an adult. I was all ready for my father's inheritance. He owns several companies, you see, and I was expecting to be laid out in luxury, partying and just generally having a good time. Not quite. After a few weeks of that, my father told me, he said, Kate, when are you going to grow up? I laughed, of course, I was 18 at the time. Well, after a lot of yelling, something he never did before that day, he kicked me out of the house. He didn't leave me with nothing of course. I mean, how would he expect me to fend for myself without at least some land? So, daddy packed me off to Kingsbury with a plot of land which was bigger than I knew what to do with... and he said, make something of yourself. I kind of had to.

There was no where to live on the land, I had no job, and only $4000 to get myself started. Of course, I built a little shack and some furniture to survive.

It wasn't so bad. Immediately, neighbors started coming over and I made a few friends. That's what I do best anyways. I knew I'd soon be the talk of the town.

Well, I was and not the way I wanted.

Oops, well, I just wanted to make some food for the guests.

Oh god, how'd that one end up in this batch of photos? Damn. Well, you see... didn't quite have enough money for a shower then. Funny how the richest girl in school had to resort to sponge bathing herself.

So, to pay for a shower... and well, groceries, those little necessities in life, I had to get a job. With no past experience really doing anything or you know, a college degree, there weren't honestly many places in town that would take me. So I did what I had heard others do when they are out of luck... I joined the military.... Please, stop laughing. I know daddy couldn't for awhile, and then my stepmother finally had to hang up for him because he couldn't stop guffawing long enough to do it himself. That's me in uniform with a coworker, Kennedy Cox.

And actually, surprisingly... I liked it. The discipline was just what I needed. It really made me realize the important things in life. And I rose in the ranks quickly, and- well, I guess I'm getting ahead of myself.

Well, I was making enough money to at least hire a maid at the time. Okay, well, some things don't change, and even I can't stop being a slob. I never had to pick up after myself back in Malibu, and damn, I wasn't about to change that aspect of my life. Hey, give me some slack, I have had enough life changes !

So, I hired from a local agency in town, and this is what they gave me!

I didn't even know there were male maids! And that they could be this good looking! And straight!

Well, believe you me, I was pleasantly surprised. His name was Remington Harris. We hit it right off.

Before I knew it, we were getting a little more friendly, and well, finally I had to hire another maid because I invited Remington to move in with me.

Which was fine by him. He hated cleaning toilets, he'd always wanted to become a police officer. And which was fine by me, because I love a man in uniform.

After some time of not being able to keep our hands off of each other, I splurged a bit and bought an engagement ring and proposed. Hey! A woman can ask too, you can't always wait for a man! And, well... it embarrasses me to say this, but I couldn't wait any longer... a few more weeks and Remington would have known that I was pregnant. And I wanted to remain an honest woman. Daddy never would have approved of a bastard child. The wedding was short and sweet... both of us were busy trying to make money for a better home, and well, I hadn't quite told daddy anyways about Remington. I wasn't sure if he'd approve of a man maid.

Well, things moved along pretty fast and Remington was as excited as I was for the birth of our baby. We kept working hard, and I worked right through my pregnancy. I couldn't afford days off. And we were having our house built! Which I was super excited for.

Here it is! So... it was a trailer. But better than a shack. Small steps, people, small steps. I was honestly just happy to have a roof over my baby's head.

And here I am in the agony of child birth. I'm going to kill Remington for taking these photos.

I'm also going to kill him for inviting that fellow cop of his over for the birth. HEY, this is not a free show people.

Excuse me for a moment, won't you? Benjamin and Remington are really enough to watch all this blood, pain and birth. I don't need perfect strangers to be watching me too!