Gen 1- Stardust Chapter 3

 

This is a face of pure shock. I wasn’t expecting Grape to say yes. They never seemed happy with each other, and it was completely unexpected. I managed to play it off in surprise. “Wow, Rouge! That’s.. Great. It’s really great.” I manged to say, I tried to sound excited. But it just wasn’t working.

 

That night, after failing to get to my bed and crashing onto the couch, I heard the door creek open. I knew it was either Grape or Rouge. I had given Rouge a spare key in case he ever needed anything. But what was his, was hers. And that also meant keys.

 

I would’ve reacted differently, but I was tired. Oh so very tired. She had already won the battle, what more could she want with me? “Look, Grape. I honestly don’t know why you’re here. You have Rouge, and you’ll be getting married soon. Please, just leave me alone, and go home.” I tried picking my words carefully, I wanted to end this once and for all.

 

But before I knew it, I was tackled to the ground. As if I didn’t hurt enough, Grape was there physically forcing me into the ground until I was in tears. “Let this be a lesson, Iris. Stay away from Rouge if you know what’s good for you.” She spat out with great hate. I whimpered, and she walked off and out of my house.

 

 

After 15 minutes of being on the floor, and waiting for my arm to heal, I stood up, and the last round of tears fell from my face. It didn’t stop. Grape would come by every week and she would terrify me. Finally,  the pain was so much, I lasted so long, and I needed what I wanted now. I felt it was the only way fell better. It was a huge risk, and something I would never do, but I had no other choice.

 

I had called Rouge to join me, he didn’t even question why I was inviting him out for drinks at midnight, and for that I was happy. Maybe he thought that I was taking him out to celebrate his last days of freedom…. A month to be exact.

 

When the drinks were finally made, we sat down on the nearest table. Luckily, we were the only people in there, and we could talk as loud as we wanted. When the effects of the juice started to kick in, I lost control and told him the truth about everything, why I had a black-eye back then, why my arm was broken, why I was always so negative about his and Grape’s relationship. He didn’t say much, but he listened.

 

Talking became flirting, and I knew I could tell him my true feelings now. “Look, Rouge… A long while  back, I found out something… Actually, now that I’m about to say it, I think I’ve always felt this way.” I started. I remember feeling nervous, I was shaking. “Rouge i-“ Before I could finish, I was cut off.

 

We didn’t have to say anything else. I was being kissed by the lips I longed most for.  It was exhilarating, I felt so happy, excited, and I was about ready to explode.  When the kiss ended, he spoke. “Stardust, I love you. You’re an amazing person and I hate that I’ve hurt you.”

 

The last thing I remembered that night was replying in a simple way, just one kiss. The juice had taken full effect, and no matter what, I could never remember the events of that night. But it was one of my best nights in my life, and I’d never take it back.

 

Heavy breathing filled my ears as I woke up. I knew the breathing wasn’t mine. I hadn’t had a decent sleep in a long time. Not until now. I fluttered my eyes open, only to see Rouge. It took me a minute to process this and I had no idea how to react. What happened? When did we get here? How did we get here? And more importantly: Why did we come here? Why not Rouge’s home?

After a long time of thinking I finally came to my senses. I shot out of bed only to find that I was only covered in yesterday’s underwear. I was left there in a few minutes of shock. How do I get Rouge to wake up? Nervously, I managed to stutter out, “Rouge… G-get up…!” I tried to be loud enough to wake him, but quiet enough so it wouldn’t be terrible shock.

Rouge got up, and like me, he  had to have a minute to process this. “Stardust…? Wha-What’s going on?” He stuttered out. I could feel the heat in my cheeks, and I could no longer look at him. The guilt and shame was growing inside me.

 

By the time we had to face each other, we were speechless and blushing. Rouge was the first to speak. “Star… I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have-“ I cut him off. Rouge. It wasn’t us exactly… If it’s anyone’s fault, it’s our last-night selves.” I tried to make it sound better, and from what I know, it was working.

“I just don’t want to ruin our friendship.”

“Neither do I. So let’s just… Ignore whatever happened, forget last night happened, and remain friends.” I stated. I wasn’t going to lose Rouge any more then I already have. “Sounds good,” he said. He got dressed and left. If he said something then I must have missed it.

 

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A month later, I was standing in my Maid of Honor (Thanks to Rouge) dress, and feeling incredibly worried. Not because of the wedding, no. It was because I was gaining a lot of weight, random nausea attacks and terrible headaches. Normally this would only faze me as a flu or fever, but no. A whole month? I don’t think so. I was to terrified of my health. Was I sick and needed to go to the hospital?

 

To make things worse, it was only a day until the wedding, and Rouge had been extra stressed. I don’t think it was ever for the wedding, no. I think he was filled with guilt, and knowing that he had cheated on his fiancée with his best friend must have really started to eat at him. i hated seeing him so torn up about something, and knowing it was my fault was the icing to the cake.

The only happy thing to the whole situation was that I got to keep my best friend. I honestly don’t know what I’d do without Rouge in my life. 

 

And then the nausea hit again. I managed to hold it down, but I stubbed my toe on the edge of the bed, and the pain shot through my body. That was the last straw and I couldn’t contain whatever was in my stomach anymore. I darted to the bathroom door, and to my luck it was locked. I knocked hard on the door and Rouge didn’t hesitate to open it.

 

I pretty much fell onto the toilet. I got half of whatever out of my system when Rouge went to my side to comfort me in one of my dark times. He rubbed my back, which helped quite a lot. My stomach was emptied in a short time. I was tired and I tasted whatever was left. “Berry, I’m sorry you had to see that.” I quietly said to Rouge. Hey, It’s okay,” He said. “Look, I’m going to get some water to get the taste out of your mouth. Just relax in case more comes.”

He returned with a glass of water and I gulped down all of it. “Thanks,” I said. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.” I saw his face go into a soft,warm smile. “Yeah, but I think you should really go get a check-up. Whatever you have it seems to be getting worse.” I didn’t protest. I agreed. Whatever this was, it was terrifying me to no end.

And the answer would change my life.

 

 

AN: I apologize for two photos. The one where Star is tackled by Grape, and the other when Rouge and Star drink together. In the first one, I tried removing the stars from the back, but I’m not good with internet picture editing programs. And Rouge… I honestly have no exclamation for that. I’m hoping it’s just a problem with the chair. But I’ll admit every time I see it, I almost laugh.

And I’d like to apologize for the sexual content. Especially to my teacher. But I had the idea in my head for awhile so… Nothing I can really do about now.

Gen 1- Stardust Chapter 2

 

Depression, it’s like a small cold, and when it’s not treated well, becomes a large virus that takes over. I did what I had to, and that’s what was keeping me alive.

 

I almost always had to keep a fake smile around Rouge, I hated that but how can you keep a smile when your heart is ripped into pieces? “You should see a Doctor, maybe they could help.”

“Rouge, it’s depression, I can’t really do much about it.”

“Sure you can, don’t they have medicine and stuff?”

“You know how I feel about Medications, they have side effects and they scare me. ”

Most of our conversations were about my health. I really wished it was never brought up, but you could sense that it something that needed to be discussed. I honestly would’ve gotten help, but I didn’t want it. It felt as if it wouldn’t help my sate.

 

It also didn’t help that when Rouge brought Grape along with him we’d argue. It went everywhere. Sometimes I’d yell at Grape, Other times it was Rouge, Grape would yell at me and then Rouge, and finally Rouge would yell at me. He never even had the thought to fought with Grape.

 

The pain. It left me crying more then anyone should ever experience. Sometimes I’d wake up with tears I didn’t fall asleep with. I had to do something, I had to jump this hurdle, or slay this dragon.

 

Then there were the days Rouge came back to apologize. Rarely, he had to stay the night. We never went into detail but from what I knew, Grape had kicked him out, or they just didn’t want to see each other. I think he and I both knew this was not a healthy relationship. I wanted to help break away from this cycle, but nothing I thought of kept his heart intact.

 

The moments I was able to be with him were small, but it gave me strength. The pain washed away, the happiness filled me, it was amazing what a person could do to me. But there was one day the good feeling left for a long time. “Hey, Star. I was thinking, would purple be a good colour as a ring?” Rouge asked. I was confused. “Wait, what? I’m lost. I don’t understand. What’s it for?”

“Well, you know I was thinking of… You know…  Proposing.”
”Proposing?! Are you crazy? Rouge your 24, I don’t think that’s a great idea…”

“Well I’m ready, I think she is, too. Please, can you just support me on this?”

 

“Well, alright… The planetarium near the lake is coated with red and purple, I think you should take her there… I just.. Hope you’re making the right choice, Rouge.” I said. It was hard, but why did I just let him go like that? I knew If I said the truth, what I thought of Grape what she did to me, and so many other reason. But I didn’t.

 

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I walked up the cool steps of the planetarium, ring in pocket, and courage at steak. With every step I took, the more terrified I got, when I finally walked inside, I saw Grape eyeing a gem. I took a deep breath, I walked up to Grape and put on a smile. “Hey, ready to start our date?” I asked her. She giggled, “Yes, of course.” After awhile of talking, looking and subtle kissing, I whispered into her ear. “I have something for you.”

 

Before she even had a chance to answer, I had already gotten down on one knee, and asked her to marry me. I felt so guilty, but why? I felt as if I was betraying someone, or hurting them on purpose. I had a strange feeling I knew why, andd I wanted to run away, but the answer Grape gave me made it nearly impossible to leave.

Gen 1- Stardust Chapter 1

 

A year in Sugar Valley. That’s all it takes to make an enemy.

 

It all started around my 1  year anniversary living in Sugar Valley. Rouge and I were wasting time on the couch, watching the news and talking about the first day I came here, reminiscing about old times, and how far I progressed.

I gotten many gigs at venues, played my guitar for tips, and every so often I’d visit the school and give a mall music lesson. I guess you could say that I was successful, but not fully.

Rouge was staring at me a lot, like he had something to say. I was trying to let him make the first move, but it was obvious he wasn’t. “Rouge, is there something bugging you?” I asked.

“Well, no. Not really,” He began. “Okay, maybe a little. You see, I met this girl in the park and I somehow caught her number.” I couldn’t help but feel a tinge of jealousy.  “Oh? Well… I’m not sure what to tell you, Rouge. Why don’t you call her? We could all hang out.” I suggested. Why was I doing this? Maybe it was because I hated seeing him so upset, anxious or stressed. It always put him in a bad mood, and I hated being caught into it.

 

“Wow, great idea, Star! Why didn’t I think of that?” He said in an amazed voice. I sighed. Was I going to like this girl? I didn’t know. Maybe Jealousy would get the better of me, and I would end up looking like the bad guy. I almost didn’t notice the clicks of the keys on Rouge’s phone, I was simply lost in my mind, mentally creating a flow-chart on the many ways this could go wrong.

 

Almost half an hour later, Grape juice walked through the door. Is it okay if I say she looked terrible? It was probably the skimpiest dress I’ve ever seen, and don’t get me started on the boots. She had sickening purple skin and her hair was complete mess of dyes and you could hardly tell it was a natural purple. I felt jealousy raging through me, and I put on a forced smile. I tried my best to make it look real.

 

I knew this girl was important to Rouge, so I tried my best to make a good first impression. “Hello, I’m Stardust Iris, Rouge’s friend. Welcome to my home it’s a little bland but-“ I didn’t get to finish before I was interrupted by her.

 

“Home? You call this shack a home?” She scoffed. I have been insulted quite a lot before, but this angered me a lot for some reason, and it was a really small insult. I was about to reply, but then a certain red person walked in and I was completely hopeless.

 

“Hey, glad you could make it.” He said. After that it was countless rounds of chatting, flirting and kissing. I was utterly disgusted. Have you ever wanted to look away from something, but it was so terrible you couldn’t? That was me right there. I so desperately wanted to leave them alone, but the thought kind of scared me. I just stood there… Watching in the corner with wide eyes, and trying not to vomit. I believe I blinked once an hour.

 

It was around 1 AM when I finally had enough. “Okay, look. It’s been fun and everything, but I’m incredibly tired. I think it’s time for you to leave.” I said quite rudely. “Oh, well… Okay, Star.” Rouge said, I couldn’t help but notice Grape was half way across the lawn when he said that.  I shook my head. It wasn’t okay. It was a nightmare. Grape just didn’t seem to be compatible with Rouge. I was his friend, I just wanted him to be happy. Or… Maybe I was jealous that I couldn’t be Grape? No… Rouge is my friend… That’s it.

 

The next few days were filled with sleepless nights and a lack of eating.  I was usually perched on my couch, bed or chairs. I couldn’t even bring myself to play music. Rouge hadn’t even stopped by to say hi, and I think that was the source of my state. Whatever it was, it didn’t feel too good. I was lonely, the T.V was the only thing keeping me occupied.

 

To make things more gloomy, it had been raining a lot. Dark clouds were surrounding every inch of Sugar Valley, and no one was enjoying the weather very much. It was a lucky 3 AM in the morning where it hadn’t rained in at least an hour. I was quite amazed so I stood in front of the window, looking at the dewy grass.

 

I then saw a purple figure in the dark lawn. I was quite surprised when it walked closer and it turned out to be Grape. I wondered why on Earth she would be here at 3 AM in the morning, when  most people were asleep and hardly anyone would be awake. I walked over to my front door, and there was soon a knock at my door. Thinking I could probably fix things, I opened the door.

 

Which, in fact, was a bad idea.  “Hey, uh… What are you doing here?” I asked. “So, Stardust. You’re a friend of Rouge, aren’t you?” She said in a sickeningly sweet voice. I narrowed my eyes. “Who did you think I was when I allowed you in my ‘White shack?'” I could feel my blood pressure rise as I felt insulted once again. “You don’t need to be so rude.” Grape huffed.

After almost an hour of arguing, I started realizing she was juiced. I had noticed her words slurring  and her movements being quite sloppy.  I started to get a little panicked, but I held my ground. I asked her to leave, but that caused her to get more angry. Soon she was flying her hands around in an attempt to threaten me. She must have gotten too close, because the next thing I knew I had purple fist in my eye.

I brought both hands to my throbbing eye, and I started to get angry.

 

I couldn’t actually hurt her, I wasn’t that low. Also, she was juiced. I didn’t have control over that. Instead of sending anything back, I shoved her out the door. I managed to catch a glimpse of her face before I shut and locked the door. She looked angry, but also sad. It didn’t matter, I was too shocked to process anything.

 

When the pain and throbbing went down, and I could actually see, I went into my bathroom to see how my eye looked. It was a huge, purple, ugly mess. I smiled a myself. Kinda like her, I thought. “Alright, Star. Just don’t leave the house and you’ll be fine, it should be gone soon.” I told myself. It gave me a sense of relaxation.

 

I unfortunately forgot bout it as the day went on, and for the first time in days, Rouge showed up at my front door. I was too excited to see him, I opened the door in a heartbeat.  “Hey, Star! Sorry I’ve been gone I-“ I noticed he was studying my face. “Berry, Star. What did you do to your eye?” He asked.

 

I touched my eye, and then scratched my head. “Well… Er… You know how clumsy I am. I tripped and my eye hit the table. It’s fine, don’t worry.” I told the best lie I could. I wanted to shout out, “It was her, it was Grape. She got juiced and came over.” But I couldn’t There was no way I could do it without hurting him, and that was the last thing I ever wanted to do.

 

“Let me see.” He said in a soft, warm whisper. He got really close,put his hands on my head and gently turned it at all angles. He slowly touched the purple and I flinched. It was also when I realized how close our faces were. I smiled, and so did he. I felt a fluttery feeling in me, and my heart was pounding a mile a minute. I found myself lost in his red eyes, and I felt safe.

I can’t remember when we let go, but when we did, it was all clear, now. I liked him. No, maybe more than that. I loved him, maybe a knew for awhile. At that moment I realized that I somehow  had to fight for him, for us. But one question remained: How?

Prologue

White. That basically describes my life in one word. Well, it did. That’s me and my mother in the photo. My name is Stardust, however I’m usually called Star. I grew up in White Plains, and with a name like that you can tell that everything is white. From houses to people, everything was white until halfway to Fondant Fields. I thought I’d never see any other colour (other than green) in my life.

It was the end of summer when I was proved wrong. I was swinging on the swing in the afternoon, wasting time and waiting to be brought back into school.

It was all boring until he sat down next to me. Was it true? Was there colour in White Plains? I looked over. It was real. There was a little red boy sitting on the far swing. I had to pinch myself in order to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. I was excited, but nervous.

I decided I was going to talk to him first. I moved over to the swing beside him and sat down. I had to take a few deep breaths, and then said, “Hello.” To my surprise he was quick on responding.  “Hi. I’m Rouge Surrexit. What’s your name?” I was paused for a minute, I wasn’t expecting him to reply that fast. “Uh… Stardust Iris. It’s nice to meet you.” I replied. I was so nervous. I was talking to a coloured Berry! It was so surreal.

We were soon playing like best friends. We pushed each other on the swings, played on the slide, played on the playground, and it was sunset when we were playing on the see-saw. It was about the time my mother’s car pulled up. “Stardust Iris! You had me worried sick!” But anger was pushed away when she saw Rouge. “Star, honey. It’s time to leave.” At this moment, I got off the see-saw.

I only knew partly why my mother insisted on us staying in this town. People told her I only had her colouring. Was it because my father was coloured? My mother told me he left her for another woman. I never saw him, but maybe it was my mother’s broken heart that kept me here.

I gave Rouge a big hug. “See you tomorrow?” I asked him. “Yeah, I go to your school, obviously!” We laughed and I  went home with mom.

Rouge told me his parents moved around a lot, but promised to stay here until he graduated school. I was so lucky to have him as a new friend. I wasn’t to sure about my other school-mates, though.

And the next day at school, I was right. I walked in on the scene. It was terrible! Poor Rouge was being surrounded by the other kids at school. I never stood up for anyone, but this… This was different.

“Hey! No! Stop it!” I shouted while running up to the kids. I grabbed Rouge’s arm and pulled him away from the scene. This wasn’t fair. I lost many friends that day, it didn’t matter, they weren’t my real friends. They lost that title fairly quickly.

“Are you okay?” I asked. “Yeah, I think so. Thank you so much. I thought I was going to die back there!” We laughed and I hugged him. “I’m sorry they had to do that to you. I guess I’m the only one here who believes in colour.” He pulled me in tighter. “I guess. But you ARE special.” From that day on, we’ve been best friends. We protected each other from all the other children’s words. Life was great for us two until we entered High-School. We were celebrating our 8 year anniversary when it happened.

We were hanging out by the swings, but Rouge was out of sorts. He was depressed and upset. I don’t know what it was that made him like this, I thought it was just natural boy-stuff, but Berry, was I wrong. “Rouge,” I started. “What’s wrong?” He stood up. “I’m sorry, Star. I can’t do this.” I was confused. “What? Can’t do what? “ I was starting to panic. Was it our friendship? Was it unspoken feelings? I was so scared.

He started to leave. “Wait, Rouge! Don’t go!” I said grabbing his arm. “Please tell me!” He fell back onto the swing, and I put my hand on his back. “Rouge?”

“Oh Berry, Star! I hate this, but I have to move again! My parents lied! They told me it was the only way for me to make friends. I’m so sorry, Star. I should’ve told you earlier… We’re moving today.” At these words, I was shocked. Rouge… Was moving? Again? It took me a few minutes to let it sink in. “No… You can’t!” I started to cry. But it was too late. I saw Mr and Mrs. Surrexit’s car pull up along with a moving truck, and after a long, tearful hug, he was gone.

After he left I crawled under the climber.  I cried harder than before. My friend, my colour, my treasure… Was gone. And I couldn’t get it back. After this I pulled myself into music. My mother would kill me if I put into any colour into our house, and so I felt music was my colour. Every string had its own colour, and when put together it made a rainbow. Elegant, beautiful, and different.

I was 18 now. After a huge ordeal with my mother, I had gotten key to my new home… In Sugar Valley! It was the most colourful place I could think of, and to me… It was where my dreams would come true.

It was white, of course. Empty, too. I didn’t even have a bed! I placed my Diploma on the wall, and put down my guitar. I was so overwhelmed. Was it really happening? I basically just stood in my living room, wondering what in Berry’s name I was going to do next.

 I did what I usually did when I was alone. I played my guitar. It was my way of relaxing, after playing a few of my known songs, I placed my guitar down and walked into the kitchen. I was feeling a tightening feeling in my stomach. I hadn’t eaten all day! I wasn’t the best cook, but salad wasn’t too hard to make.

Something that caught my eye was a red house, was it his? Is it possible? I had to find out. After eating my salad quickly I ran over to the house. I prayed to Berry that it was who I was searching for.

I knocked at the door. The suspension filling my stomach, the weight on my back increasing, the red door slowly opening, a red body slowly emerging from the door… Oh my Berry! It WAS him! The slightly large nose, the soft eyes, the wavy, red hair.

Rouge Surrexit was staring back at me, he was so handsome, now. “Rouge!” I said excitedly. “Is it really you?” I asked. “No way, Star? It can’t be! You’re actually here! This is great!” We pulled each other into a huge hug.  It was turning out to be the best day i’ve ever had.

Coming Soon!

Hello and welcome to my Sims 3 Rainbowcy! Here you’ll see actual effort put into the pictures and stuff. And a story! Everybody loves stories. Hope you enjoy reading it!

As the title suggests, we’re going around the colour wheel. We’re starting with red and going clockwise.

Colour Scheme:

1. Red

2. Pink

3. Purple

4. Blue

5. Cyan

6. Green

7. Yellow

8. Orange

9. Brown

10. White

We’ll see where this goes…