Authors Note: Ok guys and gals this is a fan fic that i've been thinking about for awhile. It starts where the first season left off. Lemme know if you like this a test pilot. I'll continue if interest is high enough. This is a different style of fan fic than i've noticed is the norm, but I feel it fits my story best. If successful it will become a bi-weekly thing. Enjoy

---------------------------A Summer Lost Chapter 1------------------------------

The sun shone through the dirty, grease smeared window of the small apartment and slowly warmed Seth's sleeping figure as the cool morning air gave way to early afternoon's hot rays.

----Life is a mystery----
----everyone must stand alone----
----I hear you call my name----
----And it feels like home----

Seth opened his eyes. His dream had been a restless one. A song kept running through his head yet he could not put a finger on its significance.

----When you call my name it's like a little prayer----
----I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there----
----In the midnight hour I can feel your power----
----Just like a prayer----
----you know I'll take you there----

A loud knock interrupted his troubled thoughts...

"Hey Sid, where the hell have you been, it's nearly noon" yelled the voice in an angry tone.

Seth sighed, and pulled himself up. He walked over to the door and opened it. A short balding man stepped into the doorway looking quite frustrated.

"I've told you this before Sid, missing work is not an option. It's about teamwork, something you seem to lack. I had to call in a quick replacement, the Java Factory can't run itself."

Seth sighed. He had forgotten that one of his co workers had taken the day off and asked Seth if he could cover for her. This wasn't the first time he'd forgotten either.

"I'll start coming to work when you start calling me Seth" Seth replied, trying desperatly to lighten the situation.

"I'm not paying you to be my friend, I'm paying you to make people coffee" sneered the man "Don't bother coming into work tomorrow, I've had enough of your attitude!" With that, the man stormed out of the room and slammed the door, cracking the already crack riddled door even further.

Great, Seth thought, now im not only miserable, i'm now miserable AND broke. Seth then thought of the alternative..Newport...snobs....preppies....summer.
Something clicked in his head..that song. That had been the song he had listened to with Summer, the first night that they were a couple. He remembered her cute laughs and beautiful smile. He remembered how everything in Newport seemed so right when Summer had been in his arms. Was his new life really for the better?

These thoughts ran through his head as he changed into a pair of faded jeans and a well fitted Ramones t'shirt. He walked down the rickety stairs leading down to the main entrance of the Apartment complex.
As he stepped outside, the hustle and bustle of Papeete, Tahiti surrounded him.
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"How goes the Seth hunting today Sandy?"

Sandy and Jimmy walked down the beach as they had done so often this summer. It was a time to relax and unwind, not to mention a time to get away from the hustle and bustle of the frappachino gulping botox injecting community they were a part of.

"You know Jimmy, i've given up" Sandy replied. "He's old enough to know that he can't just up and leave his whole life behind forever, he has to learn that it just doesn't work like that"

Jimmy stopped and turned to look at Sandy in an imposing fashion. " Does Kirsten know that you've stopped looking?"

"No, well at least not yet, I don't think she would approve"

"Ahhh, Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned" replied Jimmy grinning.

Sandy grinned back and they continued down the beach.

"So how is Marissa doing"

"Not too good" replied Jimmy as his face became wrinkled and concerned looking.

"Well I can't blame her...she's living in Satans own mansion at the moment!" replied Sandy.

"Yea, but she seems different...I think she's hiding something from me"

"Ahh well, typical teenage angst...probably nothing more. Don't worry about it, Marissa's a smart girl, she wouldn't do anything stupid"

"I hope not, I just can't shake that feeling"

As the two men walked into the distance, the sky became darker, and the air colder as day gave way to an exceptionally chilly night.

A few miles away a mansion door opened and a shadowy figure snuck through the yard and into the black Land Rover parked in the driveway
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