A/N: ok, so I can not even describe where in the world this idea came from. I swear to you all that I am the biggest Seth/Summer fan EVER and this story will in no way bash Summer. I don't really know how I'm going to incorporate her into it yet. But, Seth and Kaitlin, as random as it is… you have to admit… it's an original idea. So, yea. I am up for suggestions on this one. I am playing it chapter by chapter. If I get reviews and stuff, I'll update quickly.

Oh, and please constructive criticism. I really appreciate it. I love to write so I want to know where I mess up.

Written January 27, 2007.

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Seth woke to his ringing cell phone. He flipped it open angrily, not bothering to open his eyes and look at the caller ID.

"You better have something important to say or I'm going to go back to sleep, and when I am well rested I'm going to come find you and kill you," he said. Who knew that Seth Cohen rambled even when he was half asleep?

"Well, I guess I should start planning my funeral." The voice giggled, "It's Kaitlin Cooper."

"Kaitlin?" He asked surprised, he had figured it would have been one of his parents or Ryan, "Umm... what's up?" he finally opened his eyes looking at his cluttered bedroom. Everything was out of place; the only thing in its rightful place was Captain Oats who was perched on the bedside table.

"Well, I kind of have a favor to ask," She said slightly embarrassed, "Do you want me to call back later?"

"Oh, um… no, I'm fine. What is it?" he said groggily. He still couldn't believe this was happening. Maybe it was a dream. He decided to make the most of it.

"Well, just come over to my place when you get up… ok?" she asked.

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"Seth, you're awake?" Ryan asked when Seth stepped into the kitchen, fully dressed and awake.

"Yeah, Kaitlin Cooper called me." He said still slightly confused. He had pinched himself numerous times during his shower, and everything still seemed to be happening.

"What? Why would Kaitlin call you?" Ryan asked, confused.

"I don't know. But she says she has a favor and I'm heading over there now." He replied, grabbing a bagel and the orange juice bottle that Ryan was about to drink, "this, is coming with me." He smiled as he walked out of the house, not waiting for a response from Ryan.

As he was driving to her house, he tried to think of what Kaitlin could possibly want from him. Was she taking up the responsibilities of the comic book club? No way, totally not it. She needed dating advice. No, that couldn't be it. Not Kaitlin Cooper. He pulled into her driveway as he continued to throw thoughts around. He walked to the door and rang the bell quickly. He heard footsteps inside and then the door opened.

"Hey," Kaitlin smiled, awkwardly, "come on in," she gestured as she stepped away from the door. A minute later he was sitting on her bed as she sat in her computer chair.

"So, Kaitlin, why am I here?" he asked.

"I think it's because I called you," she replied quickly.

"Seriously, why?" he asked anxiously.

"Ok, this is a big deal. I am failing chemistry and I need help. I had a tutor, Will, from school, but things got all weird because we were hooking up and I broke it off. So, I need your help," she sighed.

"You want me to tutor you?"

"Well, yea, but there's more… I need you to help me make Will jealous so he'll take me back," she murmured embarrassedly.

"What? How?" he asked; he was growing more confused by the second.

"I want you to be my fake boyfriend!" she spit out.

"Wh-what?"

"It's just, I don't know who else to ask," she said quietly.

"Kaitlin, there is no way I am letting you drag me into that," he said as he began to stand up.

"No, Cohen, please," she had her plan all figured out, make him think she really needed him; make him feel good about himself. "I need you. You are seriously the sexiest guy left in Newport."

Seth stopped and looked at her, he was falling for it. "You think so?" he asked.

"Well, yea, I mean, I've always thought you were hot," she smirked.

Seth thought about it in his head, secretly dating Kaitlin. That could so not work. She was fifteen and he was eighteen. It was wrong on too many levels. But, she thought he was hot. Cohen couldn't crush a girl's dream. "What exactly will I have to do?" he asked.

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A/N: So, I know it wasn't all that long. It's a first chapter though. So, people please review and tell me what you want. I love you all if you read this and I love those who have an open mind about it. :