The Next Generation 7 From: Aesgaard With long blonde hair and big blue eyes, Sarah Collins was obviously one of the more attractive girls at Collinsport High School as her roguish looking boyfriend kissed her deeply at her parents door.She looked into the steely blue eyes of Joe Haskell Jr. and nearly swooned in his presence everytime. The high school's best football player next to Jamison Collins himself, Joe's eyes bounced from her chest to her regal blue azure eyes as he pushed her to the front door of the Old House and kissed her until he had almost surrendered his soul to him.
"You better go." she gasped. "My dad doesn't like you." "I know." he forced one more kiss. "What does he have against me ?" "Don't worry about it." She kissed him again. "Thanks for the dance." Sara grinned as she quietly pushed through the door and made her way to her room at the top of the stairs. Formerly Josette's room, the Eighteenth Century portait of Collinsport's most famous ghost still hung in the room and watched the changing times as girls were allowed to be just as aggressive as men. The third step creaked under her foot as the lights went on. "Sarah Collins, do you know what time it is ?" her parents sat in chairs in the parlor. Sarah looked to her watch. It read 1:36; at least four and a half hours past curfew ! She shook her wrist with the watch as if she was trying to get it to work. "Last time I buy a watch from J.R.!" she smiled innocently. "Night !" "Do you know how worried we were ?" Angelique looked to her daughter. She was the exact image of herself at fifteen. Sarah, however, looked to her father for solace, but his brow was becoming even more displeased. Daughter and father always had a special relationship in this family as did Angelique for her son. Barnabus had always tried to be the sort of father his father had been, but it now seemed that things had changed so much in over two hundred years. "Daddy, I'm a good girl I swear!" Sarah rushed to him. "All we did was kiss at Parker's Field; I'm not pregnant or anything! Please don't kill me!" "Sara," Barnabus looked to Angelique. Somehow she knew he was going to cave in. "I'd never kill you; I love you very much, but this time the grounding sticks." Sara looked to her mom to see if she could influence her, but she had that parental look too. She instead headed up to her room. Around the corner overlooked her brother's room as William peeked out half asleep to the disturbance and locked eyes on his sister. She glossed over his appearance as she quietly watched him step back into his room and close the door as he did a disgusting little victory dance in his room. "I am the good one, I am the good one......" He cavorted and celebrated the qualms of sibling rivalry as he heard his door being opened. Sarah poked her head in through the opening. "At least, I'm dating." She grinned evilly as she became the spitting image of their mother !
