So this is just a little idea I came up with the other day, sitting in Chuck E. Cheese surrounded by a bunch of screaming five year olds. I thought it would be fun to explore Seth and Summer's 'relationship' from a young age, even if it mostly consisted of Seth pining for Summer and Summer thinking Seth was gross and weird. It begins at them of the age of six years old and will probably end when they are much older, married with kids etc. I'm pretty excited about this one so I hope you guys enjoy it!
I also apologize for the lack of updates on my other two OC stories, Speeding Cars and Dancing, I have a chapter more than halfway done for Speeding Cars and am just about to begin writing one for Dancing.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!
"Daddy, I don't want to go." Summer Roberts moaned, tucking her dark hair behind her ears, her pink hoop earrings catching the light of the sun. "Mommy wouldn't make me go," she assured her father.
"Summer, you've already said you would go-"
"Wrong Daddy. You said I would go. I didn't get to decide." Summer spun around on her vanity chair. "It's just stupid Seth. I bet'cha no one else will show up Daddy."
"It isn't just stupid Seth, I'm sure he's a very nice boy."
"But Daddy, he picks his nose. And he has a horse that he talks to and he-"
"What? I'm a horse and you talk to me." Summer's dad lifted up Princess Sparkles and made her walk up Summer's arm.
Summer giggled and ran her fingers through Princess Sparkle's hair. "Come on Sum. The cab is waiting downstairs to take you to the Cohen's. If you're really not having fun, then here's a quarter. You can use the pay phone and Rosie will come pick you up."
Summer looked disgusted at the thought of using a pay phone. "Fine Daddy. I love you," she said, kissing him on the cheek. "Even if you make me go to a stupid boy's party."
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Summer stepped out of the cab and into the Cohen's driveway. Even at six years old, she was accustomed to being alone so she wasn't at all frightened at the prospect of taking a cab. She straightened her pink skirt, pushed her headband through her hair once more and headed up the driveway. With one hand (the other one holding Seth's gift) she rang the doorbell. And again. "Coming!" Kirsten Cohen's voice trilled. The door opened and Kirsten appeared. "Hello Summer! How lovely to see you, Seth didn't think you would come. Come on in, now that you're here we can leave!"
Summer tried to look happy at this. "Is Marissa here?"
"No sweetie, Marissa was sick and couldn't come." Kirsten explained to Summer, taking the bag and leading her out to the car.
Summer felt like crying. She hated stupid Seth and his stupid birthday but at least she had the fact that Marissa was comng to look forward to. "Oh.."
"We'll still have fun though!" Kirsten said, rather unenthusastically. "You can just get in the car."
"Alright." Summer opened the door and came face to face with Seth. "Oh. It's you."
"Hey Summer.. I'm glad you came.. I thought you would stay at home."
"I wanted to," she replied frostily. "My Daddy made me come."
"Oh," Seth said, his face falling.
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Fifteen minutes later, the two cars full of kids arrived at Chuck E. Cheese. Although Summer was looking forward to this as much as she looked forward to liver for dinner, she did love Chuck E. Cheese. Kirsten and Sandy hustled the group of already hyper kids inside. "Hello, welcome to Chuck E. Cheese, where a kid can be a kid." A bored looknig teenager said, in a monotone voice.
After she had stamped the children's hands, they were free to play whatever they wanted. Armed with 25 golden coins for the games, Summer set off, trying to look for someone she knew that wasn't a complete doorknob.
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Summer was exhausted. She had eaten two pieces of cake, three slices of pizza and drunk nearly two cans of Orange sod. So climbing into Chuck E's Tower of Fun probably wasn't a great idea to begin with. She clamebered up a rickety ladder and through a dark tunnel before it occured to her that she was very high up. And alone. Summer was scared.
"Hello?" She called out, her voice wavering. "Anybody here?"
"Summer?" A mob of curly brown hair appeared.
"Seth?" She would never admit it, but Summer was glad to see him. She would have been glad to see anyone at that point.
"It's me. Are you okay?"
"No, I'm scared. I don't feel so good," she said, her eyes feeling up with tears. She reached up with her hand, her charm bracelet tickling her wrist, and swiped at her eyes.
"I'll help you. There's nothing to be scared of, don't worry." Seth held out his hand.
Ew. Seth Cohen wanted to hold her hand. Summer closed her eyes and took it. Ewey ewey ew. Seth led Summer down through the tunnels, ladders and slides. "You're doin' good," he said shyly.
"Seth I-" Summer was going to throw up. She was sure of it.
"I was at camp one time, where I won capture the flag and I ate cake and I was climbin' a tree and I-"
"Seth I think-"
"And I was real scared but then I got down and everyone was mad but they were also really-"
"Seth!" Summer cried, semi-hysterical.
"Huh?"
"I don't feel good."
"Ookay.. well whenever I'm sick my Mommy gives me a cold cloth and some Sprite."
"But we're in Chuck E. Cheese. We don't got no cloths or Sprite."
"Uh-huh."
Seth, still holding Summer's hand, led her out of the tunnel and towards the bathroom. "Where are you going?" She asked impatiently, tapping her foot. Seth appeared a few moments later holding a handful of wet paper towels. He put one of his tokens into a Vending machine and handed Summer a can of Sprite.
"Ta-da."
"Thanks Seth," Summer smiled.
Who would have thought that such a doorknob would turn out to be good for something?