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Mrs. Langdon leaned against the blackboard, surveying her students over the rims of her goggle-like pea-green glasses as she announced the date for the annual New York field trip to her junior class. Some students looked over excitedly at their friends, some scribbled furiously in their agenda books, and some stared off blankly into space, as if to say, "So what? I've been to New York plenty of times before." Not surprisingly, Summer Roberts belonged to the latter category. In Mrs. Langdon's opinion, Sumer was the epitome of the snotty heiress type, and she really despised that type, especially since Mrs. Langdon was not that well-off herself. But no worries, Mrs. Langdon would get Summer Robert's attention soon enough.
Students thought that this fifty-six year old History teacher with the high-pitched voice and disheveled appearance never noticed anything, they thought that she was stupid, but Mrs. Langdon could be very observant when she wanted to be. Oh yes, thought Mrs. Langdon, she had noticed the one person that Summer could not stand to be partnered with, the one Summer threw the most scathing looks at. Girls like Summer Roberts usually pushed around their partners, never doing any work themselves, but this time that wasn't going to happen. Mrs. Langdon would make sure of that. She took a special delight in announcing the first pair of partners, her gaze never leaving Summer's face, relishing Summer's expression of dismay as she said, "Summer Robert's, you'll be working with Seth Cohen…"
"Coop, that old hag hates me," Summer ranted as she and Marissa lounged around the pool. "Why else would she pair me up with Cohen?"
"I'm sure you're overreacting. She probably assigned partners randomly. There's no way that she could know your history together."
"Yeah right. Didn't you see her gloating?"
Marissa had noticed, but she did not want to fuel Summer's paranoia, so she didn't respond. Personally, she felt that Seth and Summer needed this time to sort things out, so the last thing she wanted to do was to encourage Summer to complain to a teacher and get a new partner assignment.
Meanwhile, at the Cohen household, in the pool house, Seth was having a conversation with Ryan on the same topic, but in a different way.
"God loves me Ryan. There's no other explanation," Seth said happily.
"Well if he loves you, he hates me. I got stuck with Cindy the bimbo," Ryan complained.
"Ryan, Ryan, Ryan. When will you learn? You have to look at the silver lining. You can use Cindy to make Marissa jealous. How is God supposed to favor you when you can't even appreciate it when he gives you a good thing?"
"My bad. Wow, you sure seem to know God pretty well," Ryan said dryly.
"Yeah…It seems that God and women both can't resist my sexy charm."
The conversation came to an abrupt stop as Seth suddenly got pummeled by a pillow to his face.
The next week, the entire junior class was assembled at the John Wayne airport, gate B2, to board the airplane to New York. Because their flight was at six in the morning, almost everyone had a cup of coffee in hand. Mrs. Langdon looked disapprovingly at Summer with her Louis Vuitton luggage. Who did that girl think she was? They were only going for a week, yet she had packed the maximum amount of baggage allowed for a passenger. Seth was also sneaking glances at Summer, when he thought she was not looking. Once, she caught him looking at her and held his glance for a few intense seconds before turning away to talk to Marissa. When they boarded the plane, Mrs. Langdon gleefully announced the seating arrangement. Partners would be sitting together, she said. Everyone groaned.
Marissa's partner was Mike, a jock who mistakenly thought that Marissa took an interest in him. As she slid past him into the window seat, he sneakily pinched her butt when nobody else was looking. Marissa whipped around to glare at him, and he licked his lips in a perverted way. She sat down, shaken but furious. An hour later, when she got up to go to the bathroom, she subtly kneed him in the groin, smiling to herself as he doubled over in pain.
Ryan was having about as good of a time with Cindy. She constantly flipped her long blonde hair, and adjusted her tank top so that more of her fakely tanned cleavage showed. He groaned in disgust, and she took that as a sign of encouragement, and started talking to him. Her squeaky laugh could be heard by everyone as she babbled brainlessly about that time she made out with someone on an airplane much like this one. Had Ryan ever had a similar experience? No? Well he should. In fact…
Seth laughed out loud at Ryan's predicament only to be met by Summer's glare. He quickly stifled his laughter and turned to face the other way. The flight attendant came around to offer everyone coffee or tea. She was young, probably around twenty years old, with dark hair swept up into a chignon, and large hazel eyes.
"Coffee or tea?" She asked Seth with a smile.
"Hmm…I don't know. Which one is less watered down?"
She laughed uproariously at this, as if it had been a great joke or something. Seth was about to shoot her a weird look, but he felt Summer shifting beside him. She always had a jealous streak…
"You seem young for a flight attendant," he said conversationally.
"Well, I thought there was no point in going to college when I knew I wanted to be a flight attendant. Who needs college when I can travel all over the world and meet charming guys like you on the job?" She cooed.
"Don't you need to go refill people's drinks or something?" Summer spat at her.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Is this your girlfriend?" She said disappointedly.
"No! Just go away!" Summer yelled.
Everyone turned to look at them, and the flight attendant said, "Miss, if you continue to act in a confrontational manner towards myself or any other crew members, I'm afraid that legal action will be taken against you."
The flight attendant stood up and walked away, winking at Seth and leaving Summer to gape furiously after her.
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