Thanks for the reviews. It's first in the next chapter some drama will come, but untill then this might be a little cheesy and just some introduction to the story.
Chapter two
Summer knocked on Ava's bedroom door.
"Come in." Summer opened the door to find a crying Ava sitting on her bed.
"Oh baby, what's wrong?" She said as she walked and sat next to her daughter, taking her into her arms as Ava still was crying. Ava willingly leaned in and continued to cry into Summer's shoulder. Summer stroked her dark, thick hair, which was long enough to reach a bit down her upper arms.
"Ava? Tell me what happened."
"Mom, I think I got my period." Ava said sobbing. Summer smiled, happy that it wasn't anything serious. Her beautiful girl had become a woman.
"Oh, sweetie, that's wonderful!"
"No, it's not. It's disgusting! I can't believe that all women go through this every month." Summer let out a little laugh.
"Of course it's not the most fun thing, but its part of what makes us women." She said and kissed Ava's forehead; she had now stopped crying.
"But I don't want to have it yet. I know I'm fourteen but I still don't want to."
"Sweetie, now's the perfect time. It will be a little tough in the beginning, but after a few times it's a routine. Everything will be just fine. I bet a lot of your fiends at school already got it."
"They have, but I wanted it to come later." Ava said and rested her head underneath Summer's chin.
"Hey, what about you go and take a shower and I'll clean up. I'll help you when you're done, okay?" Summer pulled away and gave her daughter's cheek a slight touch.
"Okay. Will you take my clothes?" Summer nodded and got up. She knew how important it was for a girl to have a mother helping her with stuff. She remembered her own first time; it had been awful.
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When Ava and Summer later sat in the living room watching the Valley and eating ice cream, Summer remembered that she had to call Seth.
"Ava, I have to call your father, but I'll be right back."
"Sure." Ava said very much into the show. Summer went out to the backyard and dialled Seth's number at work.
"Seth Cohen." He answered in his usual tone.
"Hi, it's me."
"Hi, honey! Everything okay?"
"Yeah, I'm home today with Ava."
"Why? Is she sick?"
"No, she had her first period and she's a little upset so I decided to spend the day with her."
"Oh, okay." Seth said, suddenly sounding a little uncomfortable. He would let Summer take care of those things, though he was glad that she told him. He had been a little worried this morning over Ava, but now he knew that she was okay. He had never really gotten the whole thing about menstruation, but he sure noticed on Summer that it wasn't the funniest thing in the world. Sometimes he was very pleased with being a guy.
"So, how's work?" Summer asked after a while.
"The usual, though it's more to do today."
"Yeah, I better let you continue then and head back to Ava; we're in the middle of the Valley."
"You're still watching that?" He said with a laugh, but decided not to argue with Summer about what she thought was the best show ever. "Well, I guess I see you at home later."
"Yeah, I love you."
"I love you too. Say hi to Ava from me."
"I will, bye." They both put the phones down and Summer returned to the living room, where Ava still sat on the sofa. She had put the ice cream away though and didn't seem as interested in the television any more; she seemed to be thinking about something.
"Ava? Are you okay?" Summer said as she sat down next to her daughter.
"Yeah, I guess I'm just a little down."
"Yeah, that's totally normal. You can feel a little sad during your period."
"Mom, can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"When did you get your first period?" Summer watched Ava's face and knew that she was ready for a little chat.
"I was a late one; I was 15. I remember I was home after school; it was a Friday, a week after my 15th birthday. You know I lived with my dad?"
"Yeah." Ava nodded interestedly.
"Well, I didn't have a woman at home and I freaked out. My stepmother wasn't in town and I'm not sure I would have told her anyway. I had no idea what to do."
"Then what did you do? You have to have done something, did you tell Grandpa?"
"I waited for hours in my room, crying. I would've called Marissa, she was the only friend I could talk to about something like that. I thought that it was embarrassing that I was so late; everyone I knew had already gotten it years ago and everyone thought that I had too. But Marissa wasn't home; she was on a trip somewhere although her mother Julie was home so after a while I called her."
"Julie Cooper helped you?" Ava was in shock and actually Summer was too; she still couldn't believe that Julie Cooper had been there. To think of it now was kind of embarrassing though she was glad that someone was there for her then even if it had been terrible.
"Wow, so you didn't tell your dad?"
"No, he's one of those old fashioned fathers and I wouldn't talk to him about things like that."
"Well, I'm happy that I don't need to talk to dad about such things, but I would rather talk to him than Julie Cooper."
"She wasn't that bad then; she was the closest to a mother I knew when I was younger. Though after 16 I would never have gone to her."
"Who would you go to then?"
"Your grandmother I believe. I met your dad at 16, but you already know that."
"Well, dad says that you met when you were kids, but I know what you mean; you got to know him at 16."
"Yeah, you're right. You're father and I have some different opinions when it comes to the story of when we first met, but for me it was 16."
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"Hello, I'm home!" Seth called as he came in from the front door a little later than usual.
"Hi Cohen!" Summer said, entering the foyer. She leaned in for a kiss and then stayed in Seth's arms.
"Sorry I'm late. It's been plenty to do at work."
"It's okay honey. I bet we can say you worked for me today too."
"You didn't work at all?"
"No, I and Ava had a day at home, remember? I let her stay home from school today; she was pretty sad and a little afraid I think. She only had a few lessons and she's doing fine."
"I know; she's a smart kid."
"Must've gotten that from you."
"Hey, you're smart. I believe you have a very good job and how could you be such a great mother and wife if you weren't, huh?"
"Whatever, but you can't say that I was smart at her age because I definitely wasn't. I'm glad that she's doing so well in school."
"We do have reasons to be proud of her don't we?" Seth said and grabbed her face to give her a kiss. To have a family certainly gave you reasons to be grateful for the small moments and don't waist them. Of course Seth and Summer could have more privacy as the children weren't babies any more, but instead there were new things they had to deal with. Diaper change and sleepless nights were replaced by lunch bags and school activities.
"Daddy!" Isabelle yelled, running up to her parents and hanging onto Seth's arm. Summer and Seth pulled away and Seth lifted their little daughter up to his arms.
"Hi Belle!"
"Daddy, can we go to the beach tomorrow? I mean after Casey's game, please." She looked at him with pleading eyes, knowing how to make him fall for them. All Cohen children had the same affect at Seth as Summer had when they looked at him with those eyes. They were dark and deep and he could drown in them.
"We'll see sweetie." Seth said glaring over at Summer. Isabelle loved to go to the beach and Seth guessed that she'd been on Summer about it since she got home from school.
"Please!" She begged.
"Daddy said we'll see Belle. Why don't you go get your brother and sister? Dinner's ready."
"Yay, fajitas!" Isabelle yelled again and ran upstairs as fast as she could. Isabelle was so excited about everything and was always in a hurry it seemed.
"She's so energetic I can't believe it. And we thought that Ava was loud when she was a kid." Summer said as they walked into the green and white kitchen. The green colour was very light and that together with the white made the kitchen seem even bigger that it was. The kitchen was a room that they used all the time and it needed to be big. They were five people in the family and there were an island and bar chairs, a kitchen table and plenty of space to cook and socialise at. Though the kitchen never looked too big; it had some colourful decoration which made it look very homey and much like a room.
Tonight Summer had made fajitas and the kitchen had a lovely smell. It was Friday night and Summer or Seth always did a special dinner where everybody always ate together; it was one of there family traditions.
"Sum, this looks great. Who had believed that you would turn out to be such a good cook?" After seeing the expression on her face he added: "Though I'm so glad you did, I never have to eat take out's anymore." Summer giggled as she put the drinks on the table.
"Well, I happen to like to cook; it's very much fun and relaxing. Friday's are my favourites."
"Mine too." Seth replied and hugged her from behind, kissing her neck and continuing his way up to her face. Summer smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying her husbands touch; he knew exactly where her sensitive spots were.
"Whoa, get a room!" they heard Casey say and knew that he was making one of his faces at them. He was fallowed by Ava with Isabelle on her back into the room. Ava seemed to be in her usual mood again as she played together with her sister. Isabelle really adored Ava and always wanted to do exactly what Ava did. And Ava was always there to play with her and they almost never fought. Seth looked at his oldest daughter; she was so beautiful and today she had become a woman. She wasn't daddy's little girl any more; she was a young woman.
Ava had pretty much got all Summer's looks, though she was taller and had a more classic look, maybe that came from Kirsten. Seth couldn't see it, but Ava had his smile and the slim body. Her body was a mixture of Seth and Summer; she was tiny and slim, but still not short as she'd been as a child. She wasn't long either; she was something in between.
All their children were very beautiful and good humans. Seth and Summer had done their best to raise them into polite and good kids with their love. And in the Cohen household there were always plenty of love; had always been and would always be.
To be continued...
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