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Author's note: Hey, there all you OC people! I just watched The OC Season Finale the other night and I can't stand to wait an entire summer to see what happens next summer. So, I'm making my own story. And it's my first OC fanfic, so please be kind, but be sure to review!
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Author's note #3: Just a little FYI for the story, words in this' ' indicate thoughts. Hope that helps!
Summary: Ryan returned to Chino to Theresa and his new responsibilities, Seth ran away to the open seas, leaving Summer and Marissa back in Newport for the summer. But what happened to the ones they left behind?
Spoilers: set after The Ties that Bind
Rating: PG-13/R, for language and sensual descriptions, depending on the chapter.
Summer Days
Chapter 1
Marissa looked out over the expanse, perfectly manicured landscape. She couldn't believe how much had changed in the span of one year. At this time last year, she and Summer were eagerly planning the best summer of their lives. Life was so simple back then. Now, here she was, a prisoner of her own life.
'Let the nightmare begin.' She duly thought as she took another swig of her vodka. She looked down at the bottle in her hand. Ryan would be pissed that she was drinking again. Then again, Ryan wasn't here. What did it matter now?
Walking off the balcony, she sat down on the bed and tried distracting herself by taking stuff out of her boxes. She sat Share Bear on her bed, shelved books and put up her pictures of her and Summer, her growing up and some of her and Ryan. The last picture she couldn't stop looking at.
It was taken at the Cotillion, when she and Ryan were dancing. Just one look at the way they were looking in their eyes, it was obvious something was between them, something amazing. She arranged the picture on her bedside table, caressing Ryan's face with her fingertip. God, she would have given anything for Ryan to be back here in Newport, with her.
Tears streamed down her face at the realization that Seth was right this morning. And Seth hated her right now. She lost him his brother and his best friend. She never wanted to believe it, but her actions created the domino effect that resulted in Ryan driving by her, out of Newport and out of her life.
Summer was the only person she could talk to now. But then again, she was also Seth's girlfriend now. Summer couldn't stand by both of them for long. And somehow, she knew she was going to be on the losing end of that as well. 'God, how did my life get so fucked up?' She thought. She didn't want to feel sorry for herself, but what else was there to do? There wasn't anything positive to focus on.
She had been such a hopeless romantic as a little kid. She dreamed of the day that Prince Charming would come into her life and sweep her off her feet. She just couldn't believe that she pushed the love of her life away. And now, Prince Charming just rode out of her life, with his new responsibilities. She grabbed Share Bear and stopped holding back her tears, wishing beyond anything to wake up from this life.
Summer hung up her floral dress she wore to the wedding. Now changed into her favorite Juicy sweat suit, she sat down at her vanity and brushed out her hair, unsure what to do now.
Ryan said he was leaving sometime after the wedding, so she was pretty sure he was gone by now. Seth was probably still upset, she wasn't sure if she could help him. She wanted to, God knows she wanted to help him.
But this afternoon, at the wedding, he was so distant from her. He kept talking about how much of a hell this place was for him. And she couldn't help feeling a little guilty because, though he didn't say it, she knew she was part of the reason for Newport being such a hell for him.
She knew she wasn't perfect, far from it. Since she was a little girl, being a stuck up and pretentious brat worked for her. It kept people at a distance, didn't let them see the real her. Ever since her mom left her high and dry at 6 years old, she was too scared to let people get near her, emotionally. And she didn't like her emotions controlling her, because that would mean that she would start caring about them, and once she started caring about them, they would always leave her.
Before, boys were only interested in her looks and her popularity. And Summer could handle that, she never needed to get deeply involved with the preppy airheads that walked through the halls of Harbor.
But from the moment she realized that she liked Seth Cohen, she knew she was screwed. She couldn't pull all the games that she had used on the other guys. She liked him and he wouldn't let her run from it.
There was something about him that made her feel loved, worshipped, like she were the most precious object in the world. And she loved their sparring matches. As stupid as it sounded, there was no one else in the world that she loved to argue with more in the world more than him.
Summer looked up at a picture of the four of them. It was taken about 2 weeks ago. They were swimming in the Cohen's pool and Kirsten took a picture while they weren't paying attention.
It was one of her favorite pictures. They were all so happy and carefree. It was at that point they thought all the drama was past them. Hell, Marissa actually looked happy. That was something Summer hadn't seen in months. Now, Marissa was being just as difficult as Seth was.
She refused to let Summer come over and help her move in. She told her she'd give her a call when she wanted to hang out. Knowing Marissa, she was going to hole herself up in the gilded prison she was now to call home and never come out again. Summer honestly didn't know what to do anymore.
She loved Coop to death, really she did, but she didn't know what else to do. She just wished life hadn't dealt Marissa such a bad hand. She was such a sweet person and all this crap had practically killed her. Hell, she wished that they all hadn't been dealt the difficulties that had recently surfaced.
Abruptly, Summer grabbed her purse and keys and ran out of the house. Well, one thing was for sure, she wasn't going to join Seth and Marissa in their little mope fest. Even if she had to drag them out of their rooms one by one, goddamnit she was going to do it.
'This was going to be one hell of a summer.' Summer thought as she sped away to Cohen's house.
Well, that's chapter one. What did you think? Let me know, please? Love it, hate it, I don't care, just let me know!
