FEGG - G13 - Remy - Prologue

I've always been interested in our family history.

That's my hobby. To search facts about our family.

But my sister Nora thinks I'm stupid doing that.

"It's history, no one cares about that anymore." she says. "Why can't you have normal hobbies, so people at school won't talk about you. That makes me an odd person."

Well, she maybe didn't say all that stuff, but I promise you she thought it. Because that's the truth. People at school were talking about me. Saying I was an odd kid who only read books and never played with the other children.

But I didn't care.

One person that made everything easier for me was mom.

She loved me and she even told me stories from our family. But she only knew back to my grandma's dad. No one knows what happened before that.

Another person who made everything easier was my best friend and brother Dexter.

Since we started sharing room, my sister wanted her room by herself, we'd become really good friends and we could lay awake at night and tell horror stories.

My sister's room, by the way, wasn't as it had been before. As soon as we got a bunk bed to Dexter's room so I could move there, she redid her room.

It's cozy, but I missed the My Little Pony rug. 

I almost forgot about my dad!

I don't have that good relationship with him, because he's working at the science lab, and at his spare time, he's working in his garden. But those few times we actually spend time together, he's the best daddy a girl could have.

Nora usually helps him with his garden.

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Generation 13: Recording

"Writing is my passion so I want to write down my family's history!"

You heard all about your ancestors from your parent. You suppose you got your gift and passion for writing from your parents who had loved reading. Writing the story of your ancestors is your goal. You hope that your book will tell the tale of your amazing, but different family.

Challenges:

Be in the journalist profession

Write a book about your family

Have a good relationship with parents

Have at least one child

FEGG - G12 - Spencer - Epilogue

I feel like the generations are getting shorter!

Challenges:

Be a Bookworm ✔

Marry someone you met in the Library ✔

Have a minimum of two kids ✔

Write a book before you die ✔

Read atleast 1 book of every genre ✔

Name your kids after characters in ANY book genre (Nora from Hush Hush - Becca Fitzpatrick & Dexter & Remy from This Lullaby - Sarah Dessen) ✔

FEGG - G12 - Spencer - Chapter 5

 Nora's room. It isn't that big but it has a LOT of stuff.

 And Nora herself has grown to a toddler.

 She is so sweet and nice and we love her so much.

 And I'm actually expecting her sibling!

 We've told her that and I think she is just as excited as we are.

 And since we taught her to walk, she've been walking everywhere. Actually, we had to lock our gate so she couldn't run away and explore.

 But I love her anyway, my little sweetiepie.

 And a few months later, her brother Dexter was born.

 He got the room next to Nora. It's quite bigger but it has just as much stuff.

 And years went by and our kids grew even older.

 Until it was time for my third, and last, kid.

 Remy.

Sweet Remy.

FEGG - G12 - Spencer - Chapter 4

 We started to hang out on my place.

 And everyone knows what I mean with hang out.

 And of course it led to morning sickness.

But Nemo and I was prepared.

 He had actually moved in with me like a month after our first date.

 And since that, we redid our bathroom.

 And I kept working on my books.

 I still remember when I told Nemo I was pregnant.

 "I'm actually expecting a little baby." I said to him, one day after supper.

 "You are? Finally!" he said.

 "I've been waiting for this!" he smiled and hugged me tight.

 "Me too.." I said.

 And after that, he started to read pregnancy books.

 While I kept working. I'd already read those books one time in my life. It had actually been when I was a kid.

I don't know if it's good for a little kid to know every single fact about babies and stuff like pregnancy, but I was a wise kid, so I didn't mind reading it.

 Nemo and I were both just as excited over the growing baby. We couldn't wait until the day he or she was born!

 And then one evening. I'd only went to bed, just to wake up again and go to the hospital.

And a few hours later, I and Nora could go home.

Nora. My little baby girl.

FEGG - G12 - Spencer - Chapter 3

(you know what, simmers? I finished this legacy today! read more about it here)

 Now I had one more reason to go to the library.

 I wanted to see Nemo again. Yes, I had gotten a little crush on him.

 So instead of writing my book, I read. I usually sat in a chair so I could see to the entrence.

 But not even reading could help me while I was waiting.

 So I went away with my book, and just after that Nemo came!

We hadn't planned to meet here or something, I just knew that he'd get here, and he probably knew I was here all days.

 "Fun to see you again!" he said with a smile.

"Oh, yeah.." I said. "I never expected you to get here again.." I grinned sarcastic.

 We kept on meeting eachothers every day.

 We never, ever told eachothers to get back the next day.

 Even though I regret it sometimes.

 Like those days he almost never showed up.

 But ever those times, he came out of nowhere.

 Then FINALLY the day came. When he suddenly put his hand on my shoulder, looked me into my eyes and asked me if I wanted to do something else for once.

 That maybe doesn't sound that wonderful, but for me, it was like a thousands of rainbows spread over the sky and I hugged him and said: "Of course!"

 But we didn't go anywhere normal people would be dating. We went to a graveyard.

 And we explored the catacombs together.

 It was very frightening and when we came out again, it was sunset and the sand around us was bright red from the sunshine.

"That was very creepy." I said. "What did you think?"

 He shrugged. "It would've been more creepy alone." He smiled.

 And then he pulled me closer, without any other words, and kissed me.