Chapter 2
"Marissa's mother has been killed in a car accident." Summer continued
"Oh my, that must be horrible for Marissa, how is she holding up?" Seth questioned.
"She's fine, she is still getting over some of the shock. You know they have never been close, but Coop is still pretty stunned. I thought maybe we could go pack up as a family and visit her in LA to give her some support."
"I agree, so what time do we leave?"
(At Marissa's house)
Marissa sat on her bed, still numb, even though she had received that call much earlier that day. She had never been really close to her mother, she always felt like her mother ousted her. Marissa had never known someone who cared that much about society and public image as much as her mother. Still, Julie Cooper was her mother and always would be. Back in high school, Julie forced her into doing stupid charity events and galas and even wanted Marissa to dump Ryan! Ryan... her heart leapt at the thought of him. She wondered if he still ever thought about her, just like she thought about him every night before going to bed. Summer had once briefly mentioned that Ryan was in New York as a public defender. After all of these years, Marissa suddenly felt the urge to reconnect with him. She would get the details about his number and stuff like that from Summer when she came with her own Brady Bunch.
She crawled into her bed, under the purple comforter, and turned the 42 inch plasma T.V., that was in front of her, on. She mindlessly flipped through the channels, there was a movie on, some chick flick she starred in, the Pepsi commercials with her, the E! Hollywood story of her, and some gossip shows talking about her latest movie (unimportant) and her latest breakup (quite important). The LA news channel had a breaking story about her mother's car crash. "Don't people ever get a life besides watching all about my personal life?" she thought. Tomorrow, there would be plenty of calls, dateline, interviews, Barbara Walters, to ask for her opinion on her own mother's death. It was so hard being the A-List actress, she couldn't go out for a good cup of Starbuck's grande mocha frap with out being stalked or taken pictures of by the paparazzi. Marissa wondered if across the country, Ryan was watching those pathetic stories about her and her life.
She turned off her T.V., switched the light off, and pulled the blankets up tight. Tomorrow, she would receive solace from her best friend, Summer. For now, she needed to get her beauty sleep in case the paparazzi took a picture of her at the airport picking Summer, Seth, and the family up. (At the airport in Newport)
(Boarding the Cohen's private jet)
"I hate this plane, why couldn't you get one of the bigger ones? These are so tiny, and the kids don't have enough room to play around in."
"Summer, stop being a bitch. First of all, I told you the bigger ones are in maintenance, and I can't just take them out of the hangar in a 5 hour notice. Second of all, the kids are going to go to sleep, and this plane has nice beds. Third of all, this plane has my favorite comic books. So if you don't mind, I'm going to sit down and start reading one."
Summer rolled her eyes at the last remark. "Cohen, you will never grow up. I'm going to take a nap. Kids, go to sleep and be quiet b/c mommy is going to go to sleep too! Daddy will read one of the l-a-m-e comic books to you instead of a book. Goodnight everyone." With that she gave everyone a kiss and went to one of the recliners, reclined it, and feel asleep.
"Yay, story time!" chirped Ethan.
Madison and Emma settled into their beds, while Ethan climbed up on to his father's lap. The twins were already asleep, and Seth didn't want to explain the complicated story line to Ethan. So, he just started off with Snow White,
"Once upon a time . . ."
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"Marissa's mother has been killed in a car accident." Summer continued
"Oh my, that must be horrible for Marissa, how is she holding up?" Seth questioned.
"She's fine, she is still getting over some of the shock. You know they have never been close, but Coop is still pretty stunned. I thought maybe we could go pack up as a family and visit her in LA to give her some support."
"I agree, so what time do we leave?"
(At Marissa's house)
Marissa sat on her bed, still numb, even though she had received that call much earlier that day. She had never been really close to her mother, she always felt like her mother ousted her. Marissa had never known someone who cared that much about society and public image as much as her mother. Still, Julie Cooper was her mother and always would be. Back in high school, Julie forced her into doing stupid charity events and galas and even wanted Marissa to dump Ryan! Ryan... her heart leapt at the thought of him. She wondered if he still ever thought about her, just like she thought about him every night before going to bed. Summer had once briefly mentioned that Ryan was in New York as a public defender. After all of these years, Marissa suddenly felt the urge to reconnect with him. She would get the details about his number and stuff like that from Summer when she came with her own Brady Bunch.
She crawled into her bed, under the purple comforter, and turned the 42 inch plasma T.V., that was in front of her, on. She mindlessly flipped through the channels, there was a movie on, some chick flick she starred in, the Pepsi commercials with her, the E! Hollywood story of her, and some gossip shows talking about her latest movie (unimportant) and her latest breakup (quite important). The LA news channel had a breaking story about her mother's car crash. "Don't people ever get a life besides watching all about my personal life?" she thought. Tomorrow, there would be plenty of calls, dateline, interviews, Barbara Walters, to ask for her opinion on her own mother's death. It was so hard being the A-List actress, she couldn't go out for a good cup of Starbuck's grande mocha frap with out being stalked or taken pictures of by the paparazzi. Marissa wondered if across the country, Ryan was watching those pathetic stories about her and her life.
She turned off her T.V., switched the light off, and pulled the blankets up tight. Tomorrow, she would receive solace from her best friend, Summer. For now, she needed to get her beauty sleep in case the paparazzi took a picture of her at the airport picking Summer, Seth, and the family up. (At the airport in Newport)
(Boarding the Cohen's private jet)
"I hate this plane, why couldn't you get one of the bigger ones? These are so tiny, and the kids don't have enough room to play around in."
"Summer, stop being a bitch. First of all, I told you the bigger ones are in maintenance, and I can't just take them out of the hangar in a 5 hour notice. Second of all, the kids are going to go to sleep, and this plane has nice beds. Third of all, this plane has my favorite comic books. So if you don't mind, I'm going to sit down and start reading one."
Summer rolled her eyes at the last remark. "Cohen, you will never grow up. I'm going to take a nap. Kids, go to sleep and be quiet b/c mommy is going to go to sleep too! Daddy will read one of the l-a-m-e comic books to you instead of a book. Goodnight everyone." With that she gave everyone a kiss and went to one of the recliners, reclined it, and feel asleep.
"Yay, story time!" chirped Ethan.
Madison and Emma settled into their beds, while Ethan climbed up on to his father's lap. The twins were already asleep, and Seth didn't want to explain the complicated story line to Ethan. So, he just started off with Snow White,
"Once upon a time . . ."
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