A Different Kind of Reputation

With thirty minutes and school work separating Talia and Jason apart from each other, they have to figure out ways to be the best they can be for their baby. From being the school bad boy back in high school, to being the football star daddy in college, Jason has to figure out ways to fit back in with the crowd and keep his reputation as a father. From being the school nerd to the scholar mommy, Natalia has to figure out ways to let loose and have fun while keeping her reputation as a mother. Find out what goes on in this crazy life of Jason and Natalia in the second book, A Different Kind of Reputation.


12. Chapter Twelve

Guys, I'm a little worried about this book. There's not as many comments as the first book had, and that worries me a little. I mean, are you guys not liking the book or not understanding it? Please, tell me if you don't like it... I miss getting the comments, and that worries me. Next chapter will be up shortly. So, for this chapter listen to the song Secrets by OneRepublic. Also, for the ending part, listen to the song Can I Have This Dance from High School Musical 3. 

Natalia's POV

I looked in the full-length mirror, taking in my appearance. My curled hair fell just off my shoulder, with my bangs pushed back with a bobby pin. My makeup on point, thanks to the help from Bria. My, well, Bria's dress was just perfect for me. The black solid skirt came up to my thighs, and the top was accented with lace sleeves. I will admit, it took a long time to find the perfect dress for me. Everything Bria had in her closet was way too juvenile. Blue, pink, yellow, orange dresses, all short, too short. Or, too short for a mother to wear. 

"Found these shoes, what do you think?" I turned around, breaking my eyes with the mirror. Bria stood in the doorway of her closet with silver heels dangling from her fingers. The shoes were no doubt gorgeous, probably expensive, but oh-so gorgeous. They had straps in the front and a buckle farther up the shoe to make your foot stay in. I reached for the shoes, but my smile dropped. "What?"

I frowned, "I can't wear these."

"And why not? They match the dress perfectly."

"I can't walk in these. Bri, these are like five-inch heels."

"And? Look, if you can't walk by the end of the night, take them off. But you have to wear them. They'll look amazing on you." I took a deep breath in and nodded. I sat on the small chair she had set up in her huge four walled walk in closet. "Here, let me." I stuck my foot out for her and watched as she slid the shoe on, put the straps on, then buckled the top part. She smiled widely and nodded. 

Jason broke the news this morning that he was taking me out for dinner tonight. He didn't tell me when or where, just that he has a plan, and he wants to go along with it. Of course, I didn't hesitate. I haven't seen him in a while and going out with him, just the two of us, no distractions, no drama, no baby, it would be perfect. 

"Oh, Talia," Bria said, running over to me. I looked at her, confused. "You forgot your ring and your necklace." I breathed a laughed, slid the ring onto my finger and put the chain around my neck. "Perfect." She smiled, shaking her head. 

"Is she ready?" Sally asked, closing the door behind her. 

"Look at her, mom. Doesn't she look beautiful?" 

"Oh my, Talia, you look amazing."

"Thank you." I blushed. I don't think I can remember the last time Jason took me out to a dinner like this, maybe it was last year on Valentines Day.  

"Alright, Jason is ready and waiting. So, let's get you moving." Sally smiled, taking my hand in hers. I held my breath as I walked down the long hallway to the stairs. The girls made Jason get ready downstairs in the oldest guest bedroom with Harrison and Addison, since Jason likes to peek so much. Just like he did when I tried my dress on for Adelaide's wedding for Mrs. Summers. 

My breath was knocked out of me when Jason came into my sight. His hair was gelled into a flip in the front of his head, his, or Harrison's, suit and tie fit him perfectly, and his glasses were displayed over his eyes. His smile became wide once he saw me, making me blush. Badly. 

"Holy shit." I laughed a little before looking over his appearance, making sure this was actually Jason in front of me and not some remake of him. "Ready to go?" Speechless, I nodded. He took my hand in his and made his way to the front door. 

"Jason!" Bria yelled. He turned around, still smiling. "We don't need no more babies, understood?" Jason laughed and nodded. 

"Understood. I'll see you later." He opened the door for me, before walking me down the path to the end of the driveway. We walked past the car, making me confused.

"Where are we going?" 

"Well, I have this whole thing planned, so, just bare with me." I looked up at the sky and smiled. 

"Did you see the stars, Jase?" He shook his head and kept walking down a path. "Am I gonna fall in a whole like Alice in Wonderland?" 

He laughed and shook his head, "always so curious," I smiled, "but no, you won't. We're almost there." I looked out in the distance and smiled widely. The beach. 

"Did you set things up on the beach?" He shook his head, not telling me anything. But I knew already. That's the thing with Jason. If he wants to do something, he will put his heart and soul into it to make it happen, and that's when he becomes romantic. 

We walked to the pier, and my jaw immediately dropped. Sitting in front of me was a round table with two candles, two metal dishes, two glasses and a bottle of something. Lights were wrapped around the banisters of the pier, making them glow with intense white lights. "I set up a dinner on the pier, knowing you would be wearing heels." Jason smiled, pulling my chair out for me. 

"Jason, this is... this is amazing."

"I know how much you love me being romantic, so I decided to put those skills to use." I smiled and watched as he pulled the cap off of the unknown bottle. "Sparking cider. Aunt Sally wouldn't buy champagne since cops patrol the area." He poured the liquid into my wine glass, then into his. 

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?" I nodded and uncovered my dish. I felt my heart melt from the sight in front of me. Sitting on the plate in front of me was the only meal I would eat with my dad, Cock-A-Leekie Soup with Chicken and Puff Pastry. It's as Scottish as you can get

I looked up to Jason with tears in my eyes, "how'd you know?"

"I talked to your uncle, and he said this was yours and your dad's favorite thing to eat and Aunt Sally made it." 

"You didn't have to." 

"I wanted to." I wiped the tears falling down my cheeks and picked the fork up. "Since when do you wear glasses?" 

He chuckled and pushed the thick glasses up his nose, "Always."

"I've never seen you in them before, how come?"

"I don't know, I guess I never really noticed it. I mean, I take my contacts out at, like, midnight and usually wake up before you, so I guess I have more time to myself." I nodded. 

I leaned over the table and took in my boyfriend. "What are you?" 

"Umm, a boy?"

"No, like, what ethnicity? We never talked about this, I don't think."

"My mom is Irish and Italian, and my dad is Spanish."

"So you're... American, Irish, Italian and Spanish? Can you speak Spanish?"

"Si, Senorita. Estas gustando esta cena? Soy lo suficientemente romantico?"

"All I understood was si senorita." I laughed. 

"I said, 'Yes, miss. Are you liking this dinner? Am I romantic enough?"

"Si, Senor." He smiled and continued to eat his meal. 

"So, Tommy is Spanish, Danish, Irish, Scottish, Italian, Sweetish and obviously American."

"We seriously never talked about this?" Jason asked. 



After an amazing dinner and dessert, which, by the way, was the most delicious Scottish meal I've ever eaten in my whole life. The soup and the chicken was amazing and then Jason had Ambrosia Pudding in wine glasses, and it was so good. I don't think I've ever eaten a better Sweetish and Danish dish in my whole life. 

With my hand in Jason's, we walked down the beach in the dark, with nothing but a phone light lighting a path for us. Jason held my shoes in his free hand, and the light form this flashlight gleamed off the shoes, which made everything beautiful. 

"You look beautiful tonight, really," Jason said, stopping in his tracks. 

"Thank you, as do you." I ran my hands over his jacket and felt the tightness of it. "Why don't you just take the jacket off? It seems tight."

"I'm a proper gentleman tonight. And Harrison would slap me across the head for taking my jacket off in front of a girl." I laughed. 

"You never talk about your childhood." I randomly stated. 

"Where did that come from?"

"I don't know. It's just... you know so much about my childhood, but I know nothing about yours. I mean, I know about your father, your sister and your dad, but you never told me about you as a kid."

"I guess I was... I don't know, a happy kid. I can't really explain it. I mean, I ran around the house and the yard a lot with my mom and dad until Valerie was born. But I guess I was living my life as a normal kid, you know?" I nodded. "What about you? What was your childhood like?"

"There's not much to it." I laughed. 

"Come on, there has to be something."

"Alright, um, I was an only child for a while, which you know already. I was a happy girl with my mom and dad, and I didn't want anything else. I got everything I wanted, and then some. You know, my mom made money and my dad only made a couple dollars an hour working at the gas station. I was spoiled, I guess you can say, until mom lost her job at the firm and then dad quit his job to work for the fire company. Mom became a bar tender in one of the towns back at home. We were low on money, since I was a little kid, and I needed everything.

"Then when mom fell pregnant, she got a new job at another firm in Manhattan and dad went to work for the fire company full time, but got little to no money. Everyone was so excited to have another baby, a boy, he was. But mom lost the baby after falling on the subway on her stomach.

"But other than that, I would spend my days with Uncle Cile in his apartment where he took college courses online to save money. And he would watch me and all that. Then he went to jail, so I was forced to have a nanny, which I didn't want. My dad hated the fact we needed a nanny, but mom loved it since she was traveling to all these places." 

"Some childhood."

"I was supposed to have a little brother a long time ago, that was actually my dad's kid, not someone else's."

"Let's not talk about that. This day is about us. Me," he kissed me, "and you."

"I love you. You're amazing, you know that?"

"I love you too."

"All those things people said about you in High School... about you using girls, I knew it was true, and I didn't want to date you, but I had the biggest crush on you," I confessed. 

"Really?" He smiled widely. 

"That's why it was torture for me to stay with you in the house. Because I liked you so much." 

"I would've never guessed... until I heard Amber make you confess your love for me in lunch."

"What!? I did no such thing!"

"You did... 'I love Jason Summers so much! I wish I could just kiss him!'"

"I didn't say that! Amber said that only girls who open their legs to you get to date you and that I wasn't that type of girl. She knew I liked you. She just never said anything."

"Only girls who open their legs up for me, eh?" I nodded. "Guess you turned into one of those girls." He smirked. 

"After you got me pregnant, yeah." 

"I have this thing planned for tonight, and since it's getting to the part of the night where the dress come off in the pool house back at the house... can I have this dance?"

"Wow. I get a dinner, dessert, secrets told and a dance... you must be really generous tonight." 

He smiled, "you know it." 

I don't think people realize how hard it is to dance with a short dress on in the sand. The wind blowing, the sand kicking the back of my legs, my hair blowing all over the place. But it was the most romantic thing I have ever done. Dancing with Jason made the whole night so much better and so much memorable. Just the way his hands held mine, the way his hand wrapped around my waist, and the way he whispered in my ear how much he loves me. It's amazing. 

Grey_11: The romantic side of this man came out tonight, and it was so amazing. Thank you so much for giving me such an amazing night. I love you and your glasses so much.

Jason Summers tagged you in a photo.

Summers11: My night couldn't have gotten any better. I had a nice dinner with an amazing girl in the dark. I don't know what can get better. You looked beautiful tonight, baby. I hope you had a great time with me. I love you, baby. Can't wait to get the dress off of you now. @BriClark thanks for letting her wear the dress... it really killed me.

@BriClark: You're welcome. Why are you on your phone? And I swear, baby cousin, if you rip that dress once, I will tie it around your neck and kill you. Love you both. 

"I love you, baby," Jason whispered. 

"I love you." 

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