Jalouse
The O.C
A/N: Hope you all enjoyed last chapter. Happy reading. Genevra and Steffie. Xxx
Disclaimer: The usual ones still apply. Sigh.
Chapter Two: Caught
"Are you boys right for a ride to school?" Sandy asked as he mulled over his morning coffee and bagel.
"Yeah, Kirsten's taking us," Ryan replied, taking a sip of the bitter liquid. He winced and spat it out. "Who made that?"
"I did," Kirsten called out as she sped into the room and kissed Sandy's cheek.
"Figures," her husband muttered as he gulped his own down.
"It's de-caf," she said with a sheepish smile. She took her own wincing gulp and tipped her's down the sink. "I'll make some instant."
"I'd prefer no caffeine or the de-caf," Ryan said, taking a bagel and smearing it with cream cheese.
"If you don't mind, I'll skip the coffee," Sandy said, tipping his coffee out as Seth stumbled into the kitchen still in his dressing gown. He reached for a cup of coffee as a knock came at the door. Sandy hid a smile and then addressed the room. "I'll get it."
"Uh, Seth," Ryan warned, taking the mug out of his hands. "I wouldn't."
"We're leaving in ten minutes," Kirsten said, pointedly glancing at her son who was still undressed.
"I'm going. I'm going," he said, trudging out of the kitchen. Kirsten and Ryan exchanged glances when they heard Seth call out to someone. "Hey."
"Imaginary friends again?" Kirsten sighed, coming over to Ryan and kissing his forehead.
"Cartoon superheroes," Ryan deadpanned as Kirsten attempted to walk past him.
"Whom do we have here?" she said with a smile, stopping in her tracks.
Ryan looked up and saw the slightly nervous face of Sianna Wattson staring at him.
"Sianna, hi," he said, quickly wiping his mouth. "What's up?"
"I just thought you guys might like a ride to school," she said, looking around at the kitchen. "Plus I didn't exactly want to look like a loser and turn up to school alone."
"Sound good," Ryan readily agreed. He looked at his adopted mother. "You don't mind do you?"
"Course not," she smiled. She turned to Sianna and held out her hand. "I'm Kirsten Cohen. Seth's mother."
"Sianna Wattson," Sianna replied, shaking Kirsten's hand. "I just moved in next door."
"To the Coopers old place," Sandy offered and received a glare from Kirsten.
"Hello," Marissa's voice called out. She walked into the room and waved at everyone. "The front door was open."
"That's ok. Come in, sweetie," Kirsten said, ushering her in. she walked the two steps over to her and kissed her on her cheek. "How's my Dad?"
"Good, I think," she answered. She turned her attention to Sianna and glanced at her. She mirrored her stepsister's earlier actions and held out her hand. "I'm Marissa Cooper."
"From next door," Sianna said, shaking another hand. She glanced at Ryan. "You didn't tell me she was so pretty."
"Didn't think I had too," Ryan shot-back. He got up and walked over to Marissa and pulled her into a hug. "This is Sianna Wattson. She moved into your house."
"I see," Marissa nodded. She glanced at Sianna's bag and gasped. "Is that a quilted Chanel bag?"
"Yeah," Sianna answered, nonchalantly. "I have one in pink as well."
"I thought that version was only available in France," Marissa said. She turned to Ryan who was gazing at her in shock. "I wanted my Mum to bring me one back from her honeymoon but she declined for some reason. Maybe because she's a bitch."
"Marissa and her mother don't get along," Ryan explained to Sianna.
"So, how did you get that bag?" Marissa asked, turning back to Sianna.
"I just moved here from Paris," Sianna explained.
"No way!" Marissa exclaimed with a smile. "I love Paris. It's my favorite city in the whole world."
"So I've heard."
"Is that so?" Marissa asked, looking at Ryan. They hadn't really talked about where they stood but she was flattered to know he was still talking about her. "I thought you guys might like a ride to school."
"Sianna already offered," Seth piped up, walking into the kitchen.
"Is that your car out the front?" Marissa asked, turning her attention back to Sianna.
"Yeah," Sianna muttered, looking away.
"Oh," Marissa said. She looked at Seth and Ryan. "You're about to be driven to school in a Porsche Cayenne."
"You know what a Porsche Cayenne looks like?" Seth guffawed. "And she's only a girl."
"Seth, you don't even know what a Porsche Cayenne looks like," Ryan said. He turned his attention back to the girls. "You have a Porsche?"
"Yeah," she said, kind of sheepishly. "It got delivered this morning. It's kind of this thing my parents have. They go away a lot because of my father's job and they feel guilty and so feel the pressing need to buy me expensive and sometimes useless things."
"Not like the Chanel bag," Marissa pointed out quickly, gaining a laugh from Sianna. "It's definitely not useless."
"No, that it's not."
"So, umm, can we get back to the more pressing matters here?" Seth asked, clearing his throat. "I want to go in the Porsche. Correction, I want to be the first passenger in the brand new Porsche."
"I'm sorry my car isn't good enough," Marissa rolled her eyes. She turned to Sianna. "I just hope you can handle backseat drivers. Ryan can be a little nervous if he's not driving."
"It's ok," Sianna said, turning to Marissa. "You can take them."
"No, it's ok," Marissa insisted. "I can take them to school anytime."
"No, really," Sianna began again but Seth interrupted her.
"I want to go to school in a Porsche," he said. "And Ryan and Marissa need to talk so how about I go with Sianna and you two losers who aren't good enough to ride in a Porsche go together?"
"Sounds fine to me," Ryan said, shrugging. He turned to the girls. "Ok with you?"
They both shrugged and looked away. Ryan glanced over at Sianna wistfully and could have sworn she too looked upset but he brushed it off by looking at his ex-girlfriend.
"You ready, Riss?"
"Sure," she smiled. "See you guys at school. Oh, and Sianna? I was wondering if you'd had a chance to check out South Coast Plaza yet?"
"No, I haven't," she admitted. "And it sucks. I'm a major shopping freak and I'd love to see what my local 'hang' is like."
"Well, my mother is pressing me to wrench my step-father out of all his money and wants me to basically buy a new wardrobe," she explained. "So I was wondering if you wanted to go shopping this afternoon?"
"Umm," Sianna asked, glancing at Ryan who nodded. "Sure. Sounds great."
"Great," Marissa exclaimed. "If I don't see you, how about we meet in the parking lot after school?"
"Ok," Sianna agreed. She looked at Seth who was shoving some cereal down his throat. "We're leaving in five minutes."
"K," he agreed, finishing his cereal. He waved at Ryan and Marissa who were walking out of the kitchen and towards the front door. They were already laughing over something that happened last year. "Aren't they such a cute couple?"
"Sure," Sianna said, distracted. She forced a smile and pulled her sunglasses down over her eyes.
"I reckon that they'll be back together and will be causing havoc, chaos and destruction all over town in no time," he said. "And Newport will go back to they way it used to be."
"And won't that be great?" Sianna muttered. "You ready?"
"Yep," he said, standing up. "Take me to the rumoured Porsche."
Sianna sighed and led Seth to her brand new car. She didn't know why but she was slightly disappointed. She sighed as she unlocked the door and listened to Seth's low praises. She knew why she was disappointed. She would rather be hearing Ryan's voice compliment her new ride, would rather be smelling Ryan's aftershave. Sianna sat in the car and shook her head. She'd known him less than twenty-four hours and she knew he already had a possible girlfriend with a lot of baggage but she couldn't help it. She was falling for him. Hard.
Marissa and Ryan drove towards the school. Ryan wound his window down and watched the palm trees as they drove by.
"So," Marissa started.
"So," Ryan replied. He looked over at her and covered his eyes from the sun.
"So this is awkward," Marissa murmured.
"It's not, really," Ryan replied. Marissa looked over at him as they pulled up to a red light and shrugged. It wasn't awkward at all. Silence had never been a problem for the two.
"Seemed like the right thing to say," she smiled.
"I love you," Ryan said, turning to her. She smiled quickly at him and then looked away and kept on driving. "And you're my best friend. But I've been thinking, maybe we're better off as just friends."
"I think you're right," Marissa breathed, with a sigh of relief. "It's not that I don't like being your girlfriend but something always goes wrong. I think we're better off just as friends."
"Yeah," Ryan said, shooting her a smile. He turned back to the window and stared out at the world passing him by.
"You like her, don't you?" Marissa asked, as she changed lanes.
"Who?" Ryan asked, looking at her.
"Sianna. You like her."
"I barely know her," Ryan shook his head. "And besides, Sia thinks I have you."
"That's a shame," Marissa smiled. She'd seen Ryan's crestfallen face when it had been decided he wouldn't be riding to school with Sianna. "She looked pretty today. That pink jumper went nicely with her denim skirt."
"She was wearing a red jumper," he replied, automatically. He looked up at his ex-girlfriend, stricken. "You're not going to tell her, are you?"
"No," Marissa said, her smile suddenly livelier now she had a secret to keep. She pulled into her reserved parking space and switched off the car. They sat for a few moments in silence. "I think she likes you too."
"She hardly knows me," Ryan replied, shaking his head.
"I saw her face when she watched you walked out the door with me," Marissa answered, as she wiped lip-gloss over her mouth. "It matched yours. Trust me, she likes you."
Ryan looked at her and leant over and kissed her cheek.
"What was that for?" she asked, checking her lip-gloss in the mirror.
"Just because," he answered, opening his door and stepping out. "Not every ex-girlfriend would be so cool."
"I can't help it," she smiled, swinging her legs out of the car. She walked around to his side of the car and opened the back door, fishing out her bag. "That's just the way I am."
Sianna's black Porsche entered the parking lot as Ryan climbed out of the car. Marissa watched as Sianna's eyes automatically locked with his. He lifted his hand to wave at her and she flashed him a devastating smile and waved back but immediately turned her attention back to Seth. Ryan turned to look at Marissa.
"I am so gone."
"I know."