Chance
A pre-series oneshot of Seth/Marissa.
Fandom: The OC
Title: Chance
Words: 517
Although I've read of ton of OC fic, this is the first I've ever written.
There was a time when Marissa found she could like Seth Cohen. Like like him.
It was before he and Summer became (occasionally) inseparable.
It was before she learned they had the same taste in music.
It was before Ryan came to Newport.
It was the summer before high school.
Eighth grade had been particularly hard for Seth. Socially, that is. Not that anyone cared to notice, except for his pals on the Water Polo team.
So this summer was a much-needed break from all that.
It was August 17 and summer was coming to an end. But there was still time before school supplies had to be bought and smiles had to be faked.
Seth was going to take the Summer Breeze out one last time.
He left the house without locking the door. It was more out of habit than laziness. The door was always open, like his parents expected a friend to pop on over at anytime. Back then, it seemed silly to Seth.
He started going down the street on his skateboard. He had gotten better this year. Hardly ever fell.
Oops.
Spoke too soon.
Seth was rolling down the side of the curb, when upon turning a corner he slammed into a hedge. His skateboard rolled out from under him and he fell flat on his back.
Oww.
The hedge was unharmed, though.
But why was the hedge there?
Shouldn’t Roberto or whoever have trimmed it?
While pondering the issue, and still on his back, an angel appeared above Seth.
Wait, no. It was Marissa.
“Are you okay? You’ve been lying there for a while.” She peered down at him thoughtfully, though without concern.
“Um…great.” He got up suddenly, and his forehead brushed past her hair.
They both startled and stared openly at each other.
He had gotten better looking this summer. Last year’s sunburn had been replaced with a light tan and his helpless spaghetti arms had become defined thanks to sailing. And his hair wasn’t even that frizzy.
She looked the same as always, but who needed to change when you were perpetually beautiful?
Maybe Seth had been too preoccupied with Summer to notice Marissa.
And maybe Marissa had been too popular to notice Seth.
But standing there, facing each other, it was hard not to notice.
It was hard to even ignore.
And then what was possibly the most magical moment to date of Seth’s life was broken by the sound of Julie Cooper’s piercing voice.
“Marissa! Come here. You have to get ready for our spa appointment. Saiya is extremely hard to book!” Julie was waving frenetically from the Cooper driveway, her shouts and red hair like a siren.
Marissa’s eyes narrowed towards her mother, and then darted back to Seth. “Well, bye.”
“Bye,” he said.
As she walked toward her home, Marissa felt an annoyance at her mother that she had not imagined possible. Couldn’t she just let her live her life?
And when she turned around and saw that Seth had left, no trace that he had ever been there, she felt another new feeling: disappointment.
Fandom: The OC
Title: Chance
Words: 517
Although I've read of ton of OC fic, this is the first I've ever written.
There was a time when Marissa found she could like Seth Cohen. Like like him.
It was before he and Summer became (occasionally) inseparable.
It was before she learned they had the same taste in music.
It was before Ryan came to Newport.
It was the summer before high school.
Eighth grade had been particularly hard for Seth. Socially, that is. Not that anyone cared to notice, except for his pals on the Water Polo team.
So this summer was a much-needed break from all that.
It was August 17 and summer was coming to an end. But there was still time before school supplies had to be bought and smiles had to be faked.
Seth was going to take the Summer Breeze out one last time.
He left the house without locking the door. It was more out of habit than laziness. The door was always open, like his parents expected a friend to pop on over at anytime. Back then, it seemed silly to Seth.
He started going down the street on his skateboard. He had gotten better this year. Hardly ever fell.
Oops.
Spoke too soon.
Seth was rolling down the side of the curb, when upon turning a corner he slammed into a hedge. His skateboard rolled out from under him and he fell flat on his back.
Oww.
The hedge was unharmed, though.
But why was the hedge there?
Shouldn’t Roberto or whoever have trimmed it?
While pondering the issue, and still on his back, an angel appeared above Seth.
Wait, no. It was Marissa.
“Are you okay? You’ve been lying there for a while.” She peered down at him thoughtfully, though without concern.
“Um…great.” He got up suddenly, and his forehead brushed past her hair.
They both startled and stared openly at each other.
He had gotten better looking this summer. Last year’s sunburn had been replaced with a light tan and his helpless spaghetti arms had become defined thanks to sailing. And his hair wasn’t even that frizzy.
She looked the same as always, but who needed to change when you were perpetually beautiful?
Maybe Seth had been too preoccupied with Summer to notice Marissa.
And maybe Marissa had been too popular to notice Seth.
But standing there, facing each other, it was hard not to notice.
It was hard to even ignore.
And then what was possibly the most magical moment to date of Seth’s life was broken by the sound of Julie Cooper’s piercing voice.
“Marissa! Come here. You have to get ready for our spa appointment. Saiya is extremely hard to book!” Julie was waving frenetically from the Cooper driveway, her shouts and red hair like a siren.
Marissa’s eyes narrowed towards her mother, and then darted back to Seth. “Well, bye.”
“Bye,” he said.
As she walked toward her home, Marissa felt an annoyance at her mother that she had not imagined possible. Couldn’t she just let her live her life?
And when she turned around and saw that Seth had left, no trace that he had ever been there, she felt another new feeling: disappointment.