"Hope you haven't been waiting too long," she said as she stopped in front of Rolando.
"Not long at all. You sure you want to be here though. It is a bar," he said standing up to greet her.
"It's fine. It doesn't start rocking for another few hours anyway," she said leading the way into the bar.
"Let's dance," she said pulling him toward the radio in the corner.
Bailey smiled as Rolando watched her dance. She didn't much understand it herself but ever since the move she's felt like there was some kind of second nature, a darker nature, inside her trying to get out. His eyes on her as she danced soothed some of the clawing she felt rising in her soul.
Rolando called it quits before she was ready to stop dancing but she contented herself with sipping from the drink he got for her.
They sat on the couch and watched all the other sims in the bar talk, dance and generally have a good time.
"Look at those two. It looks like she's trying to eat the face off him," Rolando pointed to a couple across the room.
"Just admit your jealous," Bailey said tickling him.
"Maybe I am. Let's show 'em how it's done," Rolando said kissing her.
Bailey smiled to herself as a contented purring filled her ears.
"I didn't know we were practically neighbors," Bailey said as she tripped over her feet on the way up to his house.
"Yep it would be the neighborly thing to do to let you sleep here," he laughed as he caught her before she fell.
"None of the lights are on. Are you sure we won't wake anyone up," she said coyly and looked up at him through her lashes.
"Not if we're really, really quiet," he whispered in her ear.
Bailey laughed softly as she followed him through the silent house to his room.
"Nice room you have here," she said when the door closed behind them.
"Maybe we should give the bed a try. See if it lives up to the room," he suggested pulling her into his arms.
Bailey smiled and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, "I think we should."
She opened for his kiss and they danced across his room to the bed.
"Sweet. No one's up yet," Bailey said to herself as she let herself into the house the next morning.
Of course she spoke too soon.
"Where have you been?" Jaessana screamed.
Bailey whirled around as her mother stomped up to the door her finger waving like a sword ready to stab her.
"I know I told you curfew was at nine. Nine o'clock last night not nine this morning."
"Chill out Mum," Bailey said rolling her eyes, "I'm home aren't I."
"Oh no," Jaessana said, "I will not tolerate any more of this attitude. You're grounded. Go upstairs to your room where you will stay until your father drives you to school. I will pick you up when classes let out and bring you here. You're under house arrest until your attitude improves and you address me with respect. Go."
With every word her mother wielded against her, Bailey felt the calm control she had gained from her night out wash away. By the last order to leave she was positively seething with fury.
"I'm not a child anymore. I'm sixteen years old," she yelled back.
"Go," Jaesanna said again pointing forcefully in the direction of the stairs.
Bailey stomped up each step before slamming the door to her room closed.
Random Ramblings
Bad girl on the loose. Lock up your sons, she's on the prowl. Heehee. Anyways that's sort of the image I'm trying to create for Bay. Am I getting it right?
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