Before Sean entered the Dot, he jogged up the stairs and stopped, hand on the door handle.
There she was..
Sean's eyes glued to her through the glass door, as she sat at some booth, books around her. Same old blonde hair, only longer and ofcourse, same ol' height and width. Was she wearing a Dot t-shirt?
He opened the door, trying to get a better look at her, his eyes so locked on her that he bumped into someone who was leaving and coughed awkwardly, backing up. He looked back to see her flip a page in her book, leaning her arm on the table and leaning her chin on her palm like she always did when concentrating.
She looked up and thankfully, hadn't noticed him yet, Spinner had walked to the table and filled up a mug right by her with coffee.
She smiled up to Spinner appreciating like and Sean bit the end of his tongue. That damn smile. It'd be his weakness. Just stay strong, get down to business, deal with her for a few weeks, then go back to your separate lives..
Sean took a deep breath and went to step forward but his legs wouldn't move, "Fuck sakes.." he muttered and cursed himself before he forced his body forward.
Spinner looked up first and stopped in the middle of whatever he was saying to Emma, "Cameron!" he smiled that sly grin.
Emma's eyes darted to the front, and Sean walked to them, slight grin on his face but nerves flying through him. Emma sat up awkwardly too and ran a hand through her hair.
"Hey." breaths Sean, stopping infront of Spin and glancing down at Emma, "...hey Em." he said a bit softer.
Her hazel eyes looked up and locked on his baby blues. 'hey' 'hey Em?' Really? He wanted to kick himself as well.
"Hi."
Spinner awkwardly noticed the tension too, "I'm a little busy," he insisted, pointing around the diner, "But lets catch up tonight man." he slapped Sean's chest and walked off.
Emma uncomfortably shifted and looked back down at her books but couldn't focus even a little. Sean was here, completely out of the blue. She couldn't breath.. Whose to say if he was there for her though right? Can't jump to conclusions. Plus, they've moved on remember?
Sean looked back at her once Spin was gone and he scratched the back of his head, sitting down across from her.
"How've you been?" he asked. Jesus the diner had to crank down the heat... it was fucking awful in here. His palms were all sweaty.
Emma looked back up at him, and boy did he not miss that annoyed looks she use to give him, full of anger and disbelief.
"Three years and 'how've you been?'" she snickered, looking back to her notes and grabbed a pen, "Superb." she muttered and started to write things.
Okay, not so great of a start. Sean had to admit though, least she wasn't yelling. That was different. Her sarcasm was RIGHT on spot though
."You?" she asked, but he seemed to notice she may of not cared.
He shrugged his left shoulder, then leaned forward on the table, trying to fixate on the books infront of her, and crossed his arms.
"Been good. Thought some people may of wanted to know I wasn't dead." he joked, "So I decided to visit."
Emma laughed, a little, but even as much time went by he could still tell it was one of her bitter 'you're full of shit' laughs.
"what are you really doing here?" she muttered, back to writing whatever notes down in her binder.
Sean clenched his jaw and tried to keep his blood pressure down. She was kinda right after all, he was looking for something.
She glanced up, noticing him struggle with her question and raised her perfectly shaped eyebrow, "Not one visit for three years.. .gotta need something, right?"
Blood pressure up.
"Screw this." snapped Sean, about to get up and Emma did look a bit shocked and watched him rise. She blinked, and tried to swallow the lump in her throat down and keep her mouth shut so he'd just leave.
She couldn't handle a hurricane in her life right now. . as much as it may of been good to see him and see he was in one piece.
Jerk didn't even write one single letter after his last visit. How dare he show up out of the blue like this?
Before Sean turned to go walk out that door, he clenched his fists and shut his eyes. As he did this, Emma slowly glanced back up and eyed him.
He let out a deep breath, and calmly sat back down.
Emma felt a bit amused.
"Alright." he said, locking eyes on her and she stiffened a little, "I'm just gonna lay this out on the table."
Emma tensed a bit. Lay what out? What could he want from her? Couldn't be anything good right? Hey, maybe he wanted that old Hoody he left at her house once. Hey! Who knows, okay?! He use to always where that hoody.
"My mothers sick." Sean confessed, letting his eyes scan to the table, an unreadable look on his face.
Emma's mouth dropped and then her face fell and she glared at the table, wishing she could slap herself. First thing she does when she sees him again, was start a fight. Classic her, huh? Maybe deep down she was still bitter about the past...she had to let it go. Nobody deserved a sick parent, Emma knew the stress of that.
"Sean," her voice cracked a bit, feeling awful, "I'm sorry."
Sean looked up, a bit shocked she said it but then slowly nodded and rested his hands on the table to stare at them and mumbled, "I need a favor."
Her shoulders fell, "Anything." she said softly, staring at him but he couldn't look up til she tilted her head and caught his eye.
He softened a little. She looked so .. sympathetic, like she cared. She was so good that way, always caring so passionately for things. He almost got lost in those hazel eyes til he shook his head. Don't fall for it.
"Good. Cause what I'm going to ask is going to sound insane." he joked a bit, cracking a small smile.
She couldn't help but smile back at those dimples she hadn't seen in a while. See? They could be friends. They could..
"Just name it."
Sean nodded, but prepared himself to finally explain and let it all out in one breath, "My moms sick, so sick thats she's in denial and thinks I'm still with you. I don't know if she forgets what I tell her I'm not, but shes persistent on meeting you. She doesn't have long, and she acts as if her dying wish is just to meet you..and..."
Emma was flattered, yet also a bit shocked. How could his mother STILL think they were together? She then felt a bit nervous, and then other emotions flew through her, jeeze, you name it, she was probably feeling it right now.
"She wants to meet me...and what?"
Sean bit the end of his tounge and she even noticed him struggling for the other part. She oddly eyed him and he finally rolled his eyes and spit it out, "and she thinks we're engaged."
Emma leaned back in her seat, mouth dropped and eyes staring and Sean looked by far bothered as well, staring at anything at her and her hand hit the back of her mug as she sat back and it slipped to the ground.
SmaSH.
Emma and Sean both looked down at the mug, and Emma sat up, quite frazzled, "Oh crap." she groaned.
Spinner came over, grinning, "I got it." he insisted to her, towel in hands.
"No I'm done break, I can do it. My fault." Emma muttered and tried to put her hand out for the rag but Spinner did it anyways, sending her a playful glare and she smiled sadly to him.
Her heart couldn't stop pounding though. What the hell just happened?! What had her returning Ex just say!?
Sean had eyed her and wondered 'done break?' that's what she said right. He glanced back at her black fitted shirt and jeans with the word DOT on it. She worked here, with Spinner?
"You work here?" he said out loud.
Emma looked back at him, and couldn't help but narrow her eyes at him, "Not everyone has their future laid out for them yet." she said in her snappy voice
No, Sean agreed with that, but he sure as hell thought she would before ANYBODY else at Degrassi...especially him..
"What's all this?" he pointed at her books and binders in front of her. Was she still in school too?
Emma suddenly couldn't take it anymore, standing up angrily and started to grab her books and close them up, "Well, Mr Snoopy pants, if you really have to stick your nose into my business so out of the blue, let me get you caught up! I went to college, I dropped out of college, and I actually wasted another year thinking I could live a life with working for the environment-" she paused to snicker and roll her eyes, "I learned my lesson. If you wanna live and put food on the table, don't get into anything charity or environment related." she picked up her last book and glared at him, "So now I'm back in school, and all my friends have already moved on to their careers and even getting married while I'm broke, and back in school."
Sean's looked up, stunned by everything and couldn't even find words as he tried to blink and go over all that she had said. Jesus.
"Mr Snoopy pants?" he just HAD to go back to that.
Emma fumed at him, "You know what? Go ahead, just say it. I bet you of all people would love to rub this in my face." she waved her one free hand down at herself, like she was worthless of something, "tell me how wrong I was. Tell me how much better you turned out to be."
Sean stared at her strangely and then in disbelief.
"Did you ever think *I* was going to turn out better or not then you?" Sean asked her, raising an eyebrow with a knowing look. He knew Emma may of been a girl of many opinions.. but she'd never been one to judge anyone who seemed 'lower' then her and lets face it, Sean was looked at like dirt back when they were younger and she never ever looked at him like he was trash or the bad boy everyone said he was. She was also never afraid of him... maybe one time in his life he use to think he wasn't good enough for her, but that was just his own thoughts taunting him of that.
Emma sighed and felt a bit embarrassed and muttered, "Sorry." of course she never thought Sean would do worse or amount to nothing. She shouldn't of thought he'd wish that upon her.. They had been through a lot..
He nodded though, understanding, then got what Jay had meant earlier, "Rough year, huh?" he teased lightly.
She just bit the side of her cheek but nodded, avoiding his eyes. She took a deep breath, "I need to go back to work.." she admitted, "I'm already late on rent.."
Sean got up and itched the back of his head, "But..will you think about it?"
Emma gave him an odd look, locking eyes again, "Think about what?"
Sean coughed. Right. He didn't ask. "My mom .. would you pretend.. just for a few weeks or something that uh.. that.."
Emma didn't need him to go on, she knew what he was asking, and why he was getting nervous to say it. Pretend? Right. Cause there was nothing between them anymore.
Emma frowned, "You want me to pretendto be your.." she couldn't even say it, she became speachless.
He nodded, sharing a look with her that he knew this was crazy but, "Pretend to be my fiance."
Emma cringed a bit and Sean gave her a look. Hey! He wasn't ugly or anything! She dated him once, for a long time infact. All she had to do was wear some ring and pretend she was his fiance for a few weeks.. he wasn't askin for the real thing or anything..
"what do I get out of it?" she smirked a bit
He couldn't help but let the side of his mouth twitch upwards a bit and rolled his eyes, "Consider your late rent, paid. And your next" he shrugged.
Emma stared bluntly at him.
He shrugged, "I have the money."
She looked up in wonder, "Your moms in Wasaga right?"
He nodded.
"Beach?"
He snickered, and nodded again. Was this a yes or no?
She grinned, "I'm gonna need some new bathing suits...and maybe a beach chair." she frowned down at herself, "I'm losing my famously good tan workin' around here." she pouted then looked up in wonder and gasped, "And maybe I could use a few new dresses too then, gotta look good right?" she asked with a slight smirk still on her face as she rested a finger on her chin like she was still in thought and looking for things she needed for this 'favor' she was about to do him.
Sean gave her a deadly look. She was gonna make him pay for this, wasn't she? Like literally.
"Done." he said through clenched teeth but then shook his head and smiled.
She let out a giggle, and nodded "Fine," she laughed a little in disbelief and shook her head. This was crazy, "you got a deal. My schools about 20 minutes away from there anyways and we got a week off next week.."
Sean looked hopeful, "Are you serious?" never did he think she'd go for this, he was even thinking he may of drove all this way just to be slapped in the face. . and maybe chased by a new boyfriend. Oh lets face it, Sean would of won if there was a new boyfriend. But I guess she was desperate for rent and a small shopping trip. .
Emma shrugged her shoulders slowly, "What's a harmless little lie to help someone out? Not her fault she's delusional." she couldn't help but wonder why this of all things though his mother had to be delusional about, but moved on and passed him another look of sorrow, "I am really sorry she's sick though Sean.." she said honestly.
He just nodded, eyes on the floor again and clenched his jaw, "Just keep the act up, make her happy, talk fake wedding plans, and then we can go our separate ways again."
Emma felt a bit of a sting, but nodded. He still didn't look at her. Then again, guess she said the same thing along those lines to him last time right? All that crap about moving on from him and such...
Sean then realised, "If you have a boyfriend, keep it on the downlow." he walked passed her a bit roughly, "And I'll do the same." he stormed toward the door.
Emma stood there, and didn't look back at him, she glanced down, but heard him stop before going out the door.
His voice spoke up a bit nicer, "Pick you up tomorrow night. Pack what you need for a months worth trip."
She nodded, finally glancing over her shoulder but he had already turned and shut the door close, and she finally let the breath she was holding in, out.
What the hell did she just get herself into?
She turned to Spinner, who was staring right back at her with a shocked expression, eyes wide. She groaned and went back to work.
