Hey guys, I didnt really recieve many reviews as I usually do for my last chapter, I hope people are still interested :S. I promised another chapter soonishly, here it is :

"Marissa"

"Marissa, this way please"

"MARISSA, MARISSA" She gripped Ottilie's hand tighter as she saw the amount of photographers outside Kitson Boutique on Robertson Boulevard, wondering to herself if they always knew where they would be. She sat back into her chair as the light bulbs flashed brightly at their car window.

"Jake what do you think we should do?" She whispered to him, hoping that Ottilie wouldn't hear. Jake shrugged and parked on the side of the road and took his key out of the ignition,

"I told you the media would have a field day, but no, don't listen to me, I've only been there for you for the last 4 years, just take the kid and go in the shop, that's what you wanted to do wasn't it? I thought you weren't embarrassed of her." Jake said cruelly, Marissa looked at him shocked, she turned around to see Ottilie listening happily to her ipod, Jakes look of daring her to get out of the car with her daughter has really put her in a hard place, the paparazzi scared her, and she could rarely ever get past a crowd like that without Jake or a body guard, let alone what Ottilie would think about it all, if it scared a 23 year old girl then no doubt it would absolutely terrify a 5 year old.

"Can you make your mind up, I have to get to set," Jake said in a bored tone.

"WERE HERE!!" Ottilie said excitedly "Why are there so many bright flashes," she asked a bit more concerned.

"Its because your Moms famous and they all want her picture," Jake said bored, Marissa batted him with the back of her hand and fished around in her handbag for her sunglasses,

"Ottilie, wait for Mommy to get to your side before you get out of the car ok sweetie?" Marissa took deep breath to calm her nerves and opened the door. She was immediately swarmed with bright flashes and reporters shoving microphones in her face, she tired to dodge the crowd and walk to Ottilie's side of the car, she was pleased to see that the security men for the shop were trying to keep them at bay, although it seemed hopeless, to Marissa, she was drowning in a sea, and surrounded by sharks. She could see Ottilie's nervous face ask questions to Jake, about hwy all of these people were there, Marissa cautiously opened the door and Ottilie began to shift out of her seat. Marissa stopped her by picking her up and taking Ottilie's bag, Ottilie had buried her head into her shoulder and Marissa had her arms wrapped around her child and a hand on the back of Ottilie's head, as if to protect her child.

"MARISSA WHENS THE WEDDING"

"MARISSA WHOS THE KID"

"IS IT TRUE YOU ARE BECOMING A CHEERLEADER AND MOVING TO CHICAGO?"

"MARISSA MARISSA MARISSA" they all shouted at once. The security guards managed to for a shell around Marissa, but that didn't help the fact that it was taking what felt like ages to get to the door when it should only take a second. She held Ottilie tight in her arms, trying to protect her, not doing much good. As she reached the doorway and all of their complaints were muffled, she was relived to see there were not many shoppers in the store, She was about to place Ottilie no the floor when she felt Ottilie grip her tighter not wanting to let go,

"Its ok Sweetie," Marissa whispered against her, Ottilie opened one of her closed eyes and took a quick look at her surroundings. Marissa felt her relax and she placed her on the floor.

"Who were those people back there?" Ottilie asked timidly,

"Erm they were called the Paparazzi sweetie, they follow Mommy and Jake around trying to get some pictures of us." Ottilie thought over the answer in her head,

"But why?" Ottilie tugged her arm slightly, leading her over to the child section and Marissa followed, readjusting her bag on her shoulder.

"Because, you see, well Jake is an actor, which means that he is in lots of movies and tv shows, and whenever me and Jake are together they want to get a picture of the both of us to put in a magazine."

"Oh right" Ottilie said nodding

"Sawah said that you were a shhhlebriity" Marissa giggled at Ottilie trying to say 'Celebrity'

"Yeah that's right, well you see Mommy is what people would call a model, people pay money to sit in pretty clothes while they take her picture, and because I'm with Jake and I do quite a lot of work, that gets me noticed quite a bit, so that's why the people were there today" Ottilie nodded and Marissa asked her what things she liked, with full intention of spoiling her daughter, having missed out on 5 years worth of presents. Once they had racked up quite a hefty bill, Ottilie thought that they should go and get some lunch. Marissa wondered whether this was a good idea, wondering whether the paparazzi would be there also. But she couldn't bare to let down her daughter, not since Ottilie had so much faith in her, when truth be told she didn't deserve it.

"I have an idea honey, why don't we go over to the Grove, we can get some food then go and see a movie if you like," Ottilie nodded happily and put something back in her Chanel bag, that hadn't left her side.

"Well we can get a cab to the grove, then Jake can come and get us after." Marissa went to talk to the security guard, who organised a car to take them to lunch. When the acr pulled up, Marissa handed the man some money who stood by the doors waiting for them to make their exit. The Paparrazi, obviously on to the fact that Marissa was about to leave, all of them waiting for the shot.

"Ready sweetie?", Marissa threw her bags on her shoulder and bent down to pick Ottilie up.

"No I can walk its ok" Marissa thought about it and just took her hand, ready to pick her up at any moment. They walked to the door, and the security guards barricaded them again, to try and shield some of the lights. Marissa had put her sunglasses over her eyes, and Ottlilie had done the same, but she couldn't help but feel guilty, if Ottilie had a normal Mom she wouldn't of been put through the circus, if Marissa hadn't of been so shellfish, her daughter wouldn't be frightened right now.

"5 feet please" The guards shouted at the photographers.

"MARISSA MARISSA MARISSA,"

"THIS WAY PLEASE,"

"MARISSA WHERES JAKE, WHO ARE YOU WITH" She had no problem posing on the red carpet, or at shows, or shoots, but when she was trying to live an ordinary life that's when it annoyed her most, the crowd started to push and shove, Marissa kept her hand tightly on Ottilie's not wanting to let her go, in fear of losing her in the masses.

"MOMMMMMYYYY" Marissa felt her heart drop, in everything she had tried to keep a secret, to protect her baby, had just been revealed a second. Marissa whipped around and picked Ottilie up, dropping her bag and she went along, the guards picked her things up and Marissa help Ottilie close and began to walk faster to the car, the flashes now felt more prominent and she could hear Ottilie whimper.

"MOM, WHAT MARISSA IS THAT YOUR KID"

"MARISSA MOM? HOW DOES IT FEEL TO ADOPT"

"MARISSA, MARISSA, MARISSA, MARISSA,"

"HOW DOES IT FEEL TO ABANDOUN YOUR CHILD" As they made it to the car Marissa and Ottilie both clambered into the back seat, the guards had put her bags in the front with the driver and Ottilie had just moved next to her, scared and tearful. Marissa soothingly rubber circles in her back. Obviously it had been dreaming big to think she could take Ottilie out and act normally.

"Where to Miss Cooper" The driver asked her politely, he noticed that the both of them were still in shock and left them for a second.

"Erm, take us to the Beverly Hilton please, and could you stop by a blockbuster on route, and get us some Disney DVD's please" Marissa sighed and Ottilie has stopped crying and was now sniffling,

"Yes ma'am" The driver nodded to her in the rear view mirror, Marissa smiled appreciatively, and leant down to kiss Ottilie's hair.

"I'm sorry they frightened you sweetie, do you want to go back to Daddy's?" Marissa asked, hating the fact that she couldn't even make it last a few hours.

"Its ok, its not your fault" Ottilie said timidly, Marissa couldn't believe how mature beyond her years she was, proud that she was her mother Marissa carried on.

"We can have a girly afternoon in, go for a swim, and things like that yeah?" Marissa asked her, trying to sound optimistic.

"Maybe we could get our nails done?" Ottilie asked her with a smile,

"Of course, baby, anything you want" Marissa relaxed against her chair and took a deep breath, wondering how all of this mess was going pan out.

"I love you Mommy" Those three words bought tears to Marissa's eyes, she hadn't done anything to deserve love, yet her little girl still loved her,.

"You too sweetie, you too" Marissa wiped a tear and swallowed thickly, she knew she should call Ryan and tell him that the secret was out, but all she wanted was to be close to her daughter, the rest of the world could wait.

Hoped you liked the little filler, I thought it was necessary (however you spell it :P) to show what sort of celebrity Marissa was. Hope your all enjoying your Summer so far. Let me know what you think xoxo