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I apologize for the really late update. I'm now done my other story, so I should be working A LOT more on this one. Here's a quick chapter…
Chapter Fourteen
"I don't want to go to school today, Captain Oats. Why did my dad have to go and switch me over to another school? Without Aden, I'm a loner." Ben mumbled to his new friend. "I hate school." Ben sighed, putting down the horse. He gathered his books and headed downstairs to the kitchen.
"What are you doing here?" Ben asked, sitting down next to his uncle.
"Good morning to you too, Ben." Seth replied, sipping his coffee. He put down his newspaper and started laughed. "What's with the mailman outfit?"
"Dad's making me go to this new school and it has uniforms. Do I really look like a mailman?" He asked.
Seth shook his head in politeness. "No, I was just kidding. The blue shorts and white T-shirt looks great on you. Very minty."
"Minty?" Marissa asked, walking into the kitchen with Conner trailing behind her. He, too, was wearing the same outfit.
"Can I have a mint?" Connor asked Seth.
Seth shook his head and laughed. "So, big day, Conner. First day of real school."
"I was in real school last year." Conner replied.
"Kindergarten doesn't count. You were only there for half a day and all you did was play with blocks."
"You mean I don't get to play with blocks?" Connor asked.
"No, sweetie, you do." Marissa replied quickly, glaring at Seth.
"Yes, you do." Seth laughed and then added. "You just have to count them now. It should be no biggie, of course. Five plus eleven, fifty-seven minus thirty-two…That kind of stuff."
Ryan walked into the kitchen, dressed in a suit. "Seth, when are you going to grow up?"
"Never! Never!" Seth yelled at him. Ben and Conner started laughing at him. It was good to see Ben laughing again, Seth thought to himself. Seth knew he was definitely talking to Captain Oats.
"What are you doing here, Seth?" Ryan asked.
"Oh, I let myself in this morning. Summer kicked me out." He explained. "She's been cleaning the house for days now and she told me I was dirty and that I had to leave. I'll give it until the afternoon when she comes crawling back to me."
"So, you think you can just come in here, eat my food, and terrorize my kids?" Ryan joked.
"Yeah, that was the plan." Seth replied. "So, what's with the suit?"
"He's going back to work today." Marissa replied. "Finally, I'll have some piece and quiet. The kids won't be home until at least three-thirty." Marissa sighed. "Oh, I've been waiting for this day for years!"
"Well, technically you won't be alone, Marissa. Like I said, I'll be here until the afternoon." Seth stated.
Marissa looked over at Ryan and then back at Seth. "You think so?"
"I know so."
"Seth, don't you think it's time you get a job?" Marissa asked. She looked over at the clock on the stove. "Boys, the school bus comes in five minutes, go wait outside. I'll be right out."
"I don't need a job." Seth replied, picking up the Art and Leisure section from the newspaper.
Marissa yanked it away from him. "Well, if you're going to be here, then you have to clean the house because that's what I plan on doing."
"Marissa, leave it. I'll clean when I get home. I don't want you ruining your back." Ryan cut in.
Seth got up from the table and chugged the last of his coffee. "I should get going. I…I have to go shopping for…stuff."
"Stuff?" Marissa asked.
"Yeah, Summer's been bugging me to get some baby gear. Crib, stroller, baby gates…That sort of stuff."
"Oh! How fun! I've been meaning to go out and buy some baby clothes for the new baby. I'll come along with you." Marissa exclaimed.
"The tables have turned." Ryan smirked.
"Uh…Maybe cleaning the house won't be that bad." Seth laughed nervously. "In fact, I think I should go help Summer clean. She's probably waiting for me, anyway. You know how she gets sometimes. So, uh, Bye!" Seth quickly left the house.
"If he's back here in ten minutes, I'll kill you." Marissa said.
"What?" Ryan tried to defend himself. "What did I do?"
"He's your brother, not mine." Marissa said and then went outside to go wait with Ben and Conner for their school bus.
"Not by birth." Ryan yelled out to her.
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Seth tiptoed his way into Summer's apartment with a bouquet of flowers hidden behind his back. Summer was in her bedroom going through her closet.
Seth cleared his throat. "Did you just a put new light bulb in the fixture, or are you always this beautiful?"
Startled, Summer jumped and then blushed. "Back already?" She asked.
Seth pulled out the bouquet of flowers and gave them to her.
"So, you think white roses can steal my heart?" Summer questioned him. Seth nodded his head, smiling at her. Summer smelt the roses and then looked up at him. "Well, it worked the first time." She went in and kissed him on the lips. "But, I'm still mad at you."
"Mad?" Seth asked. "What did I do?"
"Nothing. That's exactly what you haven't done. You haven't done anything, Cohen. I clean…you mess. I cook…you eat. Don't you think there's something wrong there?" She asked.
Seth shook his head. "Summer, you won't let me clean or cook."
"That's not the point here, Cohen!" Summer yelled at him.
Then what was the point? Seth thought to himself. Are pregnant women always this confusing? Or was it just a certain season, Summer. Yes, it must be Summer. "Okay, what would you like me to do?" Seth asked.
"Well, for starters you can get a job."
"A job? Were doing fine. I have enough money for when the baby comes and on top of that my parents are still putting money into my account. I don't need a job, Summer." Seth replied. As much as he loved working at the hospital, he hated it. There was too much for him to handle. He loved not having to go to work everyday. He was so used to waking up at noon and doing nothing.
"Oh, great. So it's your parents who are funding us now?" Summer exclaimed.
"I wouldn't talk, Summer. You don't work either and your dad's always giving you money." Seth stated.
"That's because I'm pregnant!" Summer retorted. "You try working with a child in your stomach!"
"Summer, you're like two months pregnant. How hard can it possibly be? And the baby's not in your stomach, it's in your uterus." Summer stuck her tongue out at him. "Beside, you've never worked a day in your life." He added.
"Well, you know what then…I'll stop taking money from my father. And I want you to stop taking money from your parents too. You are getting a job and we are going to be a happy family once this baby comes." Summer blurted out.
"Fine." Seth gave up. "I'll get a job. But do I really have to stop accepting my parent's donations? I think they like giving me money." He asked.
Summer sat down on her bed and sighed. "Seth." She scowled him. "We need to be responsible adults here. If we're going to have a child, we have to do this on our own without your parents help, okay?"
"Okay." Seth sat down on the bed next to her. "Maybe I can get a job at my mom's company."
"What?" Summer laughed at him. "You're not serious. I thought you hate that kind of work? You have a Ph.D., M.D. How can you just waste all that knowledge and go to work with your mother? Why don't you go back into medicine, Cohen? Why did you leave, anyway? I thought you loved working at the hospital."
Seth hesitated. "Just wasn't right for me, and plus I wanted to be with you…here."
"Well, you can get a job here." Summer jumped off the bed and started squealing. "Oh my god! Dr. Seth Cohen, I know the perfect job for you! The office next to my doctor's office is looking for a doctor, right, and it's in your field. You see, one of their pediatricians is going on maternity leave and they need a replacement." Summer explained. "I was talking to my doctor and she was telling me how they couldn't find one. It's perfect!"
"That could work." Seth replied.
"Cohen, show a little more enthusiasm here!" She smacked his shoulder. "I want you to go down to the place right now and ask for that job!"
Seth groaned. "I haven't eaten breakfast yet."
"Breakfast can wait." She snapped her fingers at him.
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