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Disclaimer: I don't own "The O.C." or anything in the show. However, I am planning to steal the show.

A/N: Heyyy people. This is my first fanfic which isn't dark! Isn't that amazing. Please tell me what you thought after you read. This chapter's just a kind of intro...it gets more dramatic and funnier. And obviously it's about 'The Fantastic Four'.


"Good morning, bitch." I say coldly as I jump out of the limousine after thanking the chauffeur. I pull off my 2000 dollar sunglasses and glare at her. She only smiles sweetly and pats her fucking Chihuahua in her arms. The dog sneers at me and I feel my eyes flash with anger and irritation. She's wearing a halter-neck, a leather mini mini-skirt and knee-high boots. A skank isn't she? I grit my teeth in frustration.

"How's Ryan?" she asks with that annoying smile of hers. Wouldn't people normally say, "How are you?" instead of asking about someone totally different? Even celebs need manners. But she doesn't understand. A smile sweeps across my face.

"He's still wondering why you signed the divorce papers." I say.

I am Summer Roberts, the beautiful supermodel in Hollywood. I am proud to introduce you to my enemy:

Marissa Cooper.

I know. 'What about The Fantastic Four?' Leave that shit alone, will you? This is four fucking years after graduation day, hello? Don't stick to the 'The Fantastic Four' thing anymore. It's making me sick. Another word of that and I am going to scream.

Coop carries a Chihuahua around with her. I mean seriously. Get real. A pet Chihuahua. How could it get any worse? It can. Have I ever told you that Marissa Cooper married Chino except she signed the divorce papers after 6 months of marriage? She used him. She only married him to gain more fame—Chino was like, the No.1 actor. It was like, Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman. Coop's plan worked. Then she totally dumped him. No one knows why she suddenly did that though. She better have a good reason.

Many people say, "Being a celebrity changes you completely," But that's only half right. See, I'm a supermodel. I haven't changed, except the fact that I live with Chino. I know. It sounds completely ballistic, right? But I have a good reason. Well, it started with Chino being an actor. Then Cohen wanted to be famous too and I was doing a bit of modeling so we both went to Hollywood. We couldn't afford a mansion, so Chino let us stay with him in his.

Now Cohen and I are rich and famous. Rich and famous enough to buy a mansion. Did we ever tell you that we're awfully lazy? Well, we are. We haven't moved out yet.

Poor Chino. He's listed No.1 in The Hottest Stars Under 25: Bachelors. He said he'll never date anybody again and he'll never talk to Coop.

Marissa Cooper is...evil. She parties until she's passed out on the couch, she drinks, she flirts with like, every single guy in the world and of course, she has a pet Chihuahua called Belle. Do you see how much she's changed? Do you see it?

She used to be:

Caring, kind, pretty.

But now she's:

Annoying, slutty, bitchy.

She's detached herself from us. She ignores us now...well, I kinda ignore her too. Only a miracle can bring us back together. And it better be a damn good miracle. It's not like I'm jealous. It's not like I'm pissed at her 'cause she is like, totally famous. It's not like I'm angry inside because all the guys like her more than me. It's just that she's changed. I like the old Coop better.

Other than Coop, my life here is great. Modeling's heaps good, I receive a lot of fan letters, I get invited to cool parties, and everything's fine. I have a black pet cat...I know, you never expected that, did you? The cat's called Matthew Flinders. 'Why Matthew Flinders?' Well, my favorite book right now is Matthew Flinders' Cat (It's actually Chino's book). That's why. Matt used to be a stray cat until I took him home. How nice am I. That was a statement more than a question.

"So he's still wondering why I dumped him?" I hear Coop's voice and I snap back to reality.

"Oh, yeah." I say quickly and nod my head hastily several times. I'm at this studio thing...I got asked if I can star in a movie a little bit...and guess what? Coop is my co-star. Wonderful. Sure thing, I get to look at her fucking puppy and fantasize about it getting pulverized and mashed by a machine shaped like my cat. Wouldn't that be R-A-D? Yes it would. I'll ask Cohen to draw a picture of it—he's awesome at drawing comics. While I fantasize about Coop's Chihuahua getting smashed and pulverized, Coop's probably fantasizing about sex. That's funny if you think of it though. Maybe not. But seriously it's funny.

I grimace. Coop's wearing that perfume again. GUCCI—Envy Me. Seriously. She always wears it. She smells like a baby prostitute. I have to smell this pungent stuff all day today. Somebody please kill me before I grimace myself to death.

Well, I'm wearing Ralph Cool. Anyway, not like you're interested in what perfume I wear or anything. Or Coop's. I'm sure you all know how it feels like having your enemy by your side. I'm sure you all know how it feels like fantasizing about your enemy being like, shot or something. That'd be cool. Actually, it would be FUNKY FUNKY FUNKY! Funkier than anything in the world.

Cohen is directing. I hope Coop got the part for 'The Baby Prostitute'. Nah, there's actually no 'The Baby Prostitute' part. Don't worry. Your beloved Marissa will be safe. She will be acting as the main character that'll be the damn heroin for this...movie as you call it.

Puh-leaz. Why is Marissa Cooper so famous when all she does is strut around feeling self-conscious? I'll have to find out why one day. It's not like she can act or anything. Everyone likes her no matter what she does. It's like, 'Oh, my god. Marissa cooper has such a style!' I hear fucking teenagers (mind you, they have a 'Marissa Cooper' haircut.) saying that. Correction! They should be saying, 'Oh, my god. Summer Roberts has such a great style!' Duh. It should be every girl's dream to have my body. I kick ass!


Gee, what's the problem with Sum? I mean, she's glaring at Belle and grimacing. Seriously. I know I've changed but have I become that bad? What's become of Seth, Ryan and Summer? They all hate me. All abandoned me as if I was a piece of shit. What, I'm too pretty? God. Ever since then I have no real friends. My world's turned upside-down.

I know I've done something extremely dumb and bad but you can't change the past. You've gotta leave that behind and think of your future. Okay I just sounded lame just then.

From now on I have to meet Sum everyday...for half a month. Wow. That's just great, isn't it? I also have Seth directing the movie I'm gonna star in. Which is...double trouble. Throw Ryan in and it'll be triple trouble.

How's my life? Well...it's good. I have a huge mansion and I live by myself. I've got a chauffeur (and a pink limo), a butler, a maiden, 3 gardeners (and no, I am not having sex with any of them, don't worry), a chef, an agent, a nanny, a lawyer, 2 stylists, a manager, an assistant, a driver and a jet, a trainer, a coach and a bodyguard of 5. I'm still single. I've been like that since I broke up with Ryan. I'm single and I'm looking.

I hear Seth telling us that filming will be on nearly everyday for the next 6 months. It's my first time to be in one of Seth's movies. Quite exciting if you come to think of it.


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