This is gunna be my newest one shot. Well, not really a one shot. I'll explain. Its gunna start with them being younger, and then if you guys like this, Im gunna make somemore chapters and make them older in progression. Either a multichap or fullchap, if u guys like it. Hope you guys like it, its sort of like a Christmas Eve Eve present? Haha. okay. Here goes..

Not Your Every-day Girl

13 year old Summer Roberts ran up the steps of her best-friends house and waved to the limo driver, telling him he could leave her be. He honked twice and drove away, leaving Summer on the steps in an A-line scoop neck dress that was so not designer. Why? Daddy Roberts didn't think she was old enough to take care of such things.

Summer was mucho pissed at Daddy, saying she was the only one going into highschool without a Louis Vuitton clutch and that new black and silver Jimmy Choo's. So here she was at Coops standing in her less then perfect party dress, freezing her ass off, in late October, waiting for someone to answer the door.

Two minutes later, and Summer was still standing on the Coopers portch, tapping her foot. She rang the doorbell again, looking up at the windows. No lights were on, but all 4 cars were in the driveway, telling her that someone must be home. She really wished that Daddy Roberts had gotten her the cellphone she'd asked for, but he said she'd never use it. Well, guess what Daddy? She needs it now.

Summer decided to give up, that they must be gone somewhere, maybe they'd walked to the beach, or Julie Cooper had dragged Marissa off with her to work-out.

Summer stompted off the the portch and down the steps, racing over to the only other house she knew on this street - The Cohens.

She rang the doorbell and pushed a curly raven lock out of her face, tucking it carefully behind her ear. She saw someone coming to the door, and as they opened it Summer let a sigh of relief. It was her favourite Cohen.

"Summer, darling, how are you?"

"I'm okay, , how are you?"

"Fabulous. Come in, sweety."

"Thanks, "

"Please call me Kirsten, I feel so old when people call me Mrs. Cohen." Kirsten said, walking into the living room, where her son was perched on the couch arm moving back and forth quickly with a Playstation remote in his hand.

"Thats because you are old Mom." He said sharply.

"No she's not. Shes like, 26."

"That would mean she had me at 13, genius."

"Seth, be quiet, don't talk to her like that."

"I always talk to Marissa like that."

"Well Im not Marissa. Genius."

Seth turned away from the television for a split-second to see a beautiful Summer Roberts standing with her arms crossed in his living room.

"Anyways speaking of Marissa-" Summer said, turning back to Kirsten. "- I was supposed to be going over there for her party -" Summer stopped again, waving her arms up and down her body, showing her dress "- but no one answered the door. Could I use your phone?"

"Ofcorse sweety. Would you like anything to eat or drink? Want me to make you some eggs?"

"I'd love some. Thanks." Summer said, smiling as she picked up the cordless phone on the couch. She punched in 7 numbers and waiting as 7 rings passed and no one answered the phone. Summer sighed and hung up then phone, just as kirsten brought out a big plate of scrammbled eggs.

"No answer huh? Oh well. Ill try the internet okay?"

"Thanks."

Kirsten walked up the stairs, and Seth turned to her. "If my mom made those, you wont want to eat them."

Summer grunted in a way that seemed too non-valley for her and said something that surprised them both.

"It seems like you don't like your own Mother. You should learn to respect her before you lose her."

"What?"

"Nothing.." Summer muttered, taking a bite of her eggs and getting nothing but crunch. "Mmm these are pretty good. What does she put in them that are so crunchy?"

"Oh. That, that would be egg shell."

"Haha. Your kidding, right?" Summer said, taking another bite.

"No. Im dead serious."

Summer looked over to his face, and he looked it - dead serious. She handed the plate over to him, and he took it into the kitchen, and emptied it into the garbage.

"Summer, sweety." Kirsten called from upstairs. "The Coopers just pulled in. They were in a limo!"

"Thanks!" Summer yelled back. "For everything. 'Bye!"

Summer closed the door behind her, just as Seth came out of the kitchen carrying a pint of Phish Food and two spoons. She looked out the window to see Summer talking to Marissa, throwing her head back in laughter and then an all-too-loud ''Ew!"

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All right. So is that it, or should I keep going? I hope you guys liked it!