Going Solo: Gen 2.9 Kerri

I woke up the next morning with a heavy heart. I looked at the picture on my desk from prom and I got angry. Picking it up I dumped it in the trash then called Mom. In times like these, not matter how grown you are, you need your mommy. She said she'd be right over. I also called Shasha, but she was at work so I had to leave a message. Mom arrived around thirty minutes later and instantly pulled me into a hug.

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Going Solo: Gen 2.8 Kerri

Since getting back, Boyd was staying over more and more these days and my mind was at ease about his mom. It wasn't like we were living together, and he would be gone for a week or sometimes two at a time sadly, but he did at least call me when that happened. He kept a small supply of plasma fruit at my house, but I kinda enjoyed when he fed from me. It seemed to bring us closer in a way. Mom was out of town on a set when the winter festival came to town.

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Going Solo: Gen. 1.13

With age comes wisdom and regret. Or at least that's how it is for Matt. Now that he has reached elder status and facing his mortality, he is rethinking his life. That thought process seems to be directed at his daughter. Kerri was getting to know her father finally and I was happy for that. He would come over just to hang out, or help her with her homework even though she really didn't need it.

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Going Solo: Gen 1.5

I went by to visit mom. She had settled in nicely at Alan's place. It was huge and she gave me the grand tour. They had already set up a nursery and he made her a nice painting corner. She was being treated like a queen and she deserved it.

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Going Solo: Gen. 1.4

Stuff was still breaking and I began thinking it was time to look for a better place. I had been promoted from Key Grip to Alan Stanley's personal assistant. That job came with a nice bonus and pay raise. If I was lucky, I would be able to find a nice one bedroom place that wasn't going to be crazy high in rent.

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Going Solo: Gen. 1.3

I was starting to think my landlord was a slum lord. Things were constantly breaking and I found I could fix them quicker instead of waiting on the maintenance guy that never seemed to show up. At least things at work were going well.

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Going Solo: Gen. 1.2

I managed to secure a job at one of the local film studios. I was a background extra, it wasn't a glamorous title or even high paying, but it was a job that got my foot in the door. Being new in town I wanted to do something I never did back home, make friends. I no longer wanted to lead a life of seclusion like I did with mom. Plus I was going to be a star, so that meant my name and face were going to be out in the public eye anyway. After all this time, I doubted my 'father' was even still searching for me so mom would be safe. I tried to figure out the best place to meet new people, in a town where looks mattered, I thought the gym would be a good choice. I had to be in shape if I wanted to be in showbiz right? Once I got there I met some friendly people.

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