Authors Note- For Seth's birthday, since I don't know when it is, is just
Adam Brody's birthday but the year that fits Seth's age
Chapter Seven- "I have to get to California"
It felt weird standing in an elementary school hallway. All the colorful decorations made by students, lockers with nametags, and downsized bathrooms. Elise was shorter than most women her age, but any student that passed her in the building was no higher than her waist.
Summer wasn't the only one who could escape for a so called ' vacation', Elise was also able to make it to New York. That Seth Cohen guy wasn't too hard to find, she knew he was a second grade teacher in Manhattan. His birthday was April eighth, 1986, which meant he was almost twenty-four. He was going to be a father in about seven months, but that one was one bit of information he didn't know. Not yet at least. That's why Elise was there, to let him know, since the internet led her to him. Summer was stuck on her plan of not telling him, but that happens too often. Once the news left her lips, it'd be in his hands.
Okay, so where was this guy? Elise had been directed to the second grade hallway, and by looking through the windows, none of the teachers had potential of being him. Room two fifteen, the last one. It had to be him. She studied him for a moment. Cute, very cute, she could defiantly see why Summer went for him. A circle of tiny people sat around him on a colorful carpet. There was an open book in his lap, and there were just as intrigued as he was in the story. Quietly, without being noticed, Elise slipped into the classroom for the ending of Sleeping Beauty.
"Okay guys, time to go" he broke out of character to glance at the clock.
The children groaned in disappointment, Seth joining with them, as they gathered across the room at their cubby spaces. Elise continued her patient waiting, watching as he helped some of them with their coats and hate. There was about some that kind of affection on a guy.
When the last child was ushered out the door, Seth finally acknowledged Elise's presence.
"I'm sorry, I didn't see you there. You must be Emma's mother".
Yeah right, like she was going to be a mother. "No, actually, my name is Elise Perish" she extended her hand, which he gracefully accepted, "I work with Summer Roberts, I'm assuming you know her".
An expression of shock dripped across his face along with a look of restriction, not wanting Elise to notice, even if it was too late. "Um, yeah, I know her. Is everything alright?".
She adjusted the strap of her shoulder bag on her collar bone, "well Mister Cohen, that all depends".
"Please call me Seth".
"Seth, I've known Summer for five years, but you've known her longer so there's no need to describe the kind of girl she is because you know, but" she briefly paused to study the deep sorrow in his dark eyes, "there's something you need to know".
He gestured the tiny chairs, "would you like to sit down?" maybe he already knew it wasn't going to be that good.
Elise shook her head, "I know what happened with your friend Marissa, and I'm sorry to hear that, even if that's a little late. I also know the general idea of what this Ryan guy is going through with his daughter" it was becoming difficult to look at him in the eye, "and, didn't that happen because of Marissa's secret?".
Seth was loosing touch with his five senses, "if you look at it from certain angels, possibly, yes" his voice was slightly drifting off.
"I love Summer, and you seem like the loveable kind of guy. I don't want Summer's own secret to hurt...you, so I'm breaking it. She's pregnant".
Who knew one word could do so much to a guy. Pregnant, baby, their baby, was coming. Responsibility, commitment, all the good stuff.
Seth was pale, very pale. Elise worked around models, she knew what sick looked like. "I'll still hug you if you point out the hidden cameras".
"I know it's not my position to tell you, but it's your right to know- and Summer wasn't going to give that to you anytime soon".
He deeply inhaled, "please excuse me". Like a flash of lightning, he bolted out the door. Instant reflexes that she was unaware of, Elise went after him. Their chase stood out among young children, though she couldn't figure out why he was suddenly acting like one.
"Seth wait!" she chased him out of the building and down the sidewalk. Now it would be easy to loose him in a crowd of adults. " Seth!" she threw herself into the air, perfectly- and luckily- landing on his back. The sudden stop nearly sent them tumbling forward, but Seth managed to grab Elise's legs and pull off to the side near a McDonalds. " What the hell are you doing?" she snapped.
He dropped her, both then hunched over out of breath, "I have...to get...to California".
"Were...you...going to...run there?".
"No, the airport...is this way".
They leaned against opposite brick walls across from one another, regaining their breath, "and what were you planning on doing when getting there?".
Seth shrugged, "it's a long flight, I could decide then".
"Alright, first of all, the next flight to LA isn't until tomorrow morning...I checked just in case. And second, why not figure it out now?"
He slid to the ground, "I knew I shouldn't have let her go, I've spent the last month out of my mind. Is she okay? Please tell me she's alright".
Elise nodded, "yeah, she's fine, just herself. I'm sorry if I freaked you out like this".
"Me too, I have a reaction disorder".
"I don't blame you".
Seth returned to his feet and began to pace, "I can't imagine Summer...especially by me".
A small smile crept across Elise's lips, "I believe she's thinking the same thing, but she's really good at keeping secrets".
He ran a hand through his curly locks, pulling it free when it got caught, "yeah, you're right".
Carefully looking, she could see the emotion that was expressing on his face. Like he was about to cry, but ready to hide it. Like he was confused and scared at the same time. And she was the one that did it. Summers secret, or what was once her secret, couldn't harm him hidden three thousand miles away. "I'm so sorry, m-maybe you were better off not knowing".
"No, please, don't blame yourself. I really thank you for coming all this way...though you could have called".
"That didn't feel right. Then again I just told a total stranger he's going to be a father, and I'm suppose to be okay with that?".
He shrugged, "as long as you're not the one making he a father, we should be fine".
Elise let out a long sigh, "so...what are you going to do".
Chapter Seven- "I have to get to California"
It felt weird standing in an elementary school hallway. All the colorful decorations made by students, lockers with nametags, and downsized bathrooms. Elise was shorter than most women her age, but any student that passed her in the building was no higher than her waist.
Summer wasn't the only one who could escape for a so called ' vacation', Elise was also able to make it to New York. That Seth Cohen guy wasn't too hard to find, she knew he was a second grade teacher in Manhattan. His birthday was April eighth, 1986, which meant he was almost twenty-four. He was going to be a father in about seven months, but that one was one bit of information he didn't know. Not yet at least. That's why Elise was there, to let him know, since the internet led her to him. Summer was stuck on her plan of not telling him, but that happens too often. Once the news left her lips, it'd be in his hands.
Okay, so where was this guy? Elise had been directed to the second grade hallway, and by looking through the windows, none of the teachers had potential of being him. Room two fifteen, the last one. It had to be him. She studied him for a moment. Cute, very cute, she could defiantly see why Summer went for him. A circle of tiny people sat around him on a colorful carpet. There was an open book in his lap, and there were just as intrigued as he was in the story. Quietly, without being noticed, Elise slipped into the classroom for the ending of Sleeping Beauty.
"Okay guys, time to go" he broke out of character to glance at the clock.
The children groaned in disappointment, Seth joining with them, as they gathered across the room at their cubby spaces. Elise continued her patient waiting, watching as he helped some of them with their coats and hate. There was about some that kind of affection on a guy.
When the last child was ushered out the door, Seth finally acknowledged Elise's presence.
"I'm sorry, I didn't see you there. You must be Emma's mother".
Yeah right, like she was going to be a mother. "No, actually, my name is Elise Perish" she extended her hand, which he gracefully accepted, "I work with Summer Roberts, I'm assuming you know her".
An expression of shock dripped across his face along with a look of restriction, not wanting Elise to notice, even if it was too late. "Um, yeah, I know her. Is everything alright?".
She adjusted the strap of her shoulder bag on her collar bone, "well Mister Cohen, that all depends".
"Please call me Seth".
"Seth, I've known Summer for five years, but you've known her longer so there's no need to describe the kind of girl she is because you know, but" she briefly paused to study the deep sorrow in his dark eyes, "there's something you need to know".
He gestured the tiny chairs, "would you like to sit down?" maybe he already knew it wasn't going to be that good.
Elise shook her head, "I know what happened with your friend Marissa, and I'm sorry to hear that, even if that's a little late. I also know the general idea of what this Ryan guy is going through with his daughter" it was becoming difficult to look at him in the eye, "and, didn't that happen because of Marissa's secret?".
Seth was loosing touch with his five senses, "if you look at it from certain angels, possibly, yes" his voice was slightly drifting off.
"I love Summer, and you seem like the loveable kind of guy. I don't want Summer's own secret to hurt...you, so I'm breaking it. She's pregnant".
Who knew one word could do so much to a guy. Pregnant, baby, their baby, was coming. Responsibility, commitment, all the good stuff.
Seth was pale, very pale. Elise worked around models, she knew what sick looked like. "I'll still hug you if you point out the hidden cameras".
"I know it's not my position to tell you, but it's your right to know- and Summer wasn't going to give that to you anytime soon".
He deeply inhaled, "please excuse me". Like a flash of lightning, he bolted out the door. Instant reflexes that she was unaware of, Elise went after him. Their chase stood out among young children, though she couldn't figure out why he was suddenly acting like one.
"Seth wait!" she chased him out of the building and down the sidewalk. Now it would be easy to loose him in a crowd of adults. " Seth!" she threw herself into the air, perfectly- and luckily- landing on his back. The sudden stop nearly sent them tumbling forward, but Seth managed to grab Elise's legs and pull off to the side near a McDonalds. " What the hell are you doing?" she snapped.
He dropped her, both then hunched over out of breath, "I have...to get...to California".
"Were...you...going to...run there?".
"No, the airport...is this way".
They leaned against opposite brick walls across from one another, regaining their breath, "and what were you planning on doing when getting there?".
Seth shrugged, "it's a long flight, I could decide then".
"Alright, first of all, the next flight to LA isn't until tomorrow morning...I checked just in case. And second, why not figure it out now?"
He slid to the ground, "I knew I shouldn't have let her go, I've spent the last month out of my mind. Is she okay? Please tell me she's alright".
Elise nodded, "yeah, she's fine, just herself. I'm sorry if I freaked you out like this".
"Me too, I have a reaction disorder".
"I don't blame you".
Seth returned to his feet and began to pace, "I can't imagine Summer...especially by me".
A small smile crept across Elise's lips, "I believe she's thinking the same thing, but she's really good at keeping secrets".
He ran a hand through his curly locks, pulling it free when it got caught, "yeah, you're right".
Carefully looking, she could see the emotion that was expressing on his face. Like he was about to cry, but ready to hide it. Like he was confused and scared at the same time. And she was the one that did it. Summers secret, or what was once her secret, couldn't harm him hidden three thousand miles away. "I'm so sorry, m-maybe you were better off not knowing".
"No, please, don't blame yourself. I really thank you for coming all this way...though you could have called".
"That didn't feel right. Then again I just told a total stranger he's going to be a father, and I'm suppose to be okay with that?".
He shrugged, "as long as you're not the one making he a father, we should be fine".
Elise let out a long sigh, "so...what are you going to do".