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Ryan woke up feeling lost and confused. It took him a while to realize that he was back in the pool house, safe and warm. The thoughts from yesterday flooded him and he felt happy and sad at the same time. He was happy because he wasn't going to be a father and he was going to be in a place where he had a chance to make something out of himself. He was sad because the baby was dead. Something about this seemed wrong. How could something that hadn't even been born yet be dead? He couldn't get his mind around it. He slid his hands slowly over his face and through his hair subconsciously trying to wipe away his guilt. Was it his fault the baby had died? Because he had been so unhappy and distant with Theresa she was under stress, killing the baby? He felt his tears swelling into his eyes, but he blinked them back as he heard footsteps coming towards him.
"Time to get up buddy. We got school today. I have to speak to Summer and you have to talk to Marissa. I can just feel the suckyness of this year oozing in. How about this, we get my boat back and sail to, I don't know, is Japan far enough away?" Seth said slamming the doors behind him and sitting comfortably on the couch near Ryan's bed.
"Do you know how cold that would get?" Ryan said sitting up not facing Seth, hoping that he won't notice his tears. "Especially for people who are used to the heat in California. How about this, we go to school, confront our ex-girlfriends, and pray to God they don't kill us?"
"I like the sound of Japan. Besides, that's were they have Manga, and you know me. I'm all about naked cartoons." Seth said standing.
"I don't even know what the hell you're talking about. Now leave so I can get dressed." Ryan said shuffling off to his drawers.
"Whatever. Hey, even better idea, we both ie right now. We don't want to give them the pleasure of killing us. We could already be dead. We could control our own fate!" Seth said backing up to the door.
Ryan turned to Seth with his "I think you're crazy now leave so I can get dressed" look.
"Right, I'm leaving. God, I can never pass of the look." Seth closed the door behind him and walked into the kitchen. His mom was sitting there slowly drinking her coffee and eating some eggs. "Morning."
"Good morning!" She said standing up and wrapping her arms around his neck. "I can't believe you're back! I ordered a great breakfast this morning, so dig in."
Seth nodded and walked to the counter. And there it was, the mother load of all mother loaded breakfasts. There were eggs, oatmeal, hash browns, pancakes, waffles, steak, toast, tator tots, and fruit. "Wow, is this for me or all third world countries?"
"It's for you. What you don't finish this morning were can freeze then heat it up tomorrow!" She said kissing his cheek. "Eat up!"
Seth stood there staring in awe of the food as Kirsten walked back to her food. Then Sandy walked into the room and kissed his wife on the cheek.
"You were great last night!" Sandy said to Kirsten rubbing her shoulders.
This apparently took Seth out of his daydream about the food and brought him back to reality. "Ewe! Don't ever tell me that again, please. That is a visual that I will never be able to get over. It's like seeing Nana naked. Oh my God now that's in my head."
"First off, stop thinking of your grandmother naked, and second I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to your beautiful, limber, sexy mother." Sandy said kissing his wife on the head and sitting down.
"Excuse my while I go vomit." Seth said leaving the room. As soon as he was in the hall way he heard the doorbell ring. He walked to the door and saw a young girl with shoulder length brown hair and freckles. "Can I help you?"
"Is this where Ryan Atwood lives?" She said desperately and frightened.
"Yeah, do you want to come in?" Seth said slowly. When she nodded he pushed the door open wider and she walked quickly past him. He saw that he was much taller than her, who had to be around five foot three or so. He walked quickly to try and catch up with her so that he could show her the kitchen. "Are you hungry? We have plenty of food."
"I'm fine. Thank you though." The girl said, not ever making eye contact with Seth. They walked into the kitchen and the girl stood at the door.
"Who's this?" Kirsten said turning around seeing the girl.
"I'm Shayla Atwood." Was all she said watching the floor as though it had VanGoh's wok on it.
(California Here we come! Sorry I love that song.)
So what do you think? I hope you all like it, if not, tell me and I'll never write another story again. Thanks for reading!