Archer Household: Week One

Hi. I'm Imelda Archer. Yeah, I know, it's a funny name, but it's the only thing my mother gave me I have left. You see... My mother died, and I couldn't keep living in Sim City because I didn't have a steady source of income to pay the rent. I never knew who my father was- just some mystery sim. She left me 20,000 Simoleans, and the only place I could find to live nicely on just that was here, a small suburb of Sim City itself. I miss the city, but I'm growing to like it here. My place here is much bigger than our old apartment, and although it's a little sparse right now, in time, I think I'll be able to make it really shine.

The first person I met here was Greg B-something. Can't remember his last name. He's my paper boy. Anyways, he came to deliver my newspaper, and I hopped out the door and flashed him my best smile. He just glared at me, so I said something about how nice it was out. All he did was mutter something about how it was about how it was about to rain any minute now and turn his back on me. The nerve! So, I threw a water balloon at him. Yep, he was right- it was going to rain.

Later that day, I met Nancy Phillippie, Erin Day, and Sam Corsillo. Erin's ok, I guess, and Nancy's, well, too old to be much fun, but for a grow-up, she's nice enough. Sam, though- The moment I said hey, I just wanted to be friends with him. Well, ok, be friends and flirt, but who doesn't want to flirt from time to time?

By the time I let him leave that first day, we were pretty chummy. I wouldn't say friends, exactly, but almost. School's ok, I suppose, and it turns out both Erin and Sam go to the same school as I do. I invited Sam over a couple of times, because- ah, I'll admit it. I wanted to make him mine. It worked, too. He couldn't resist my feminine charms. The third time he came over, I fed him spaghetti- you know how guys like girls who can cook, right? Well, he followed me into the kitchen and complimented me on my cooking. I batted my eyelashes at him and planted a kiss right on 'em for being so sweet. He was a little surprised, but not at all unhappy with my affections.

I haven't seen him since, which might be a good thing, as I think he's like me, moving on to a new conquest already. I haven't picked out my next boyfriend yet, so I'm sticking to this one for a little bit.

Oh, I forgot! My favorite color is purple, but I look better in blues, I'm an Aquarius, and my dream is to some day become a sports star. I excel in all things creative, and my favorite food is pizza. Now you know everything about me!