Three Months Later
Summer propped her sunglasses up on her head and entered the dim light of 'Emmerson and Son' attorney's office. It was a Friday afternoon; she had at least three papers to write and, now more than ever, alphabetizing client files and answering the telephone seemed a particularly unappealing prospect.
The clicking of her heels against a polished marble floor reverberated as Summer stepped onto the elevator and began to smooth out her hair in the mirror which covered the entire rear wall.
'Admiring yourself?' A voice came from nowhere.
Summer did a double take. A figure appeared next to her in the mirror. She turned around to face him. 'You,' she said silkily.
'What floor?' she continued swiftly, before he had a chance to talk.
'Nine. Thanks.'
Summer raised an eyebrow. 'No problem.'
The elevator door shut with a ping and Summer was not a happy girl. Of all the people in the world to be stuck in a confined space with - however short the duration - it had to be Seth Cohen. Satan was definitely laughing.
'So, what brings you here, Miss Summer?' his voice interrupted her thoughts. 'You're not being sued by anyone are you?' Seth asked mischievously, and Summer found herself wishing he wouldn't lean against the railing in quite such a charismatic pose.
'No,' she replied irritably. 'I work here. Not that it's any of your business.'
'Really? You got a job? And what's prompted this new venture?'
Summer rolled her eyes. 'Marissa made me,' she said pettily. 'Well, she made both of us actually. We're living off-campus and you know how it is. Our landlord doesn't accept gummy bears or sexual favours, so what's a girl to do?' she finished airily.
Seth said nothing, but Summer saw a flicker of something like admiration in his eyes and felt oddly victorious. 'What about you, mystery man? What are you doing here?' she asked, curiosity getting the better of her, as the elevator doors slid open.
Seth grinned like a Cheshire cat. 'Oh, I work here,' he said, smugly.
'What?' Summer questioned incredulously. 'Since when?'
The both stepped onto the tiled hallway at the same instant, and Seth stared intently at his watch.
'Ohh,' he considered, 'about ten minutes ago.' With another charming smile he took off down the corridor, knowing she was watching him every step of the way.
Not much, i know. I have more written, but i thought it would work better as a separate chapter, so look out for that within the next few days. Thanks so much for the reviews last time - they're always very encouraging!
