Tilt-o-Whirls & An Attention Craving Teenage Girl.
By Amanda
Rated - PG-13
Features - Summer's thoughts on Anna/Seth's kiss. It's S/S
Ew.
What the hell was that? Not only a Public Display of Affection, but one with Seth Cohen, outcast of Newport no less.
What she crazy?
She being Anna, of course. Besides the hair and clothing, there was obviously something wrong with the girl.
But of course Summer knew that from the moment Anna first waltzed through the ball room of the country club as if she owned it.
You don't just do stuff like that.
And you definitely don't just do stuff like mack on a guy like Seth in public. In front of people. Where others will see.
Yet you're frowning as you witness it. But when they're apparently done and your favorite 'stalker' is glancing over at you, noticing your scowl you turn around as if getting some more cotton candy is bthe/b most important thing in the world.
But erasing the thought that he possibly won't be your white knight anymore is more important.
Who did she think she was?
Stealing his attention which you'd come to realize now that you were so lucky to have.
You turn around, hoping they've gone on their merry way so you can see if Coop is done on the ferris wheel and ask her what she thinks Anna's deal is. Only to learn she's stuck on the ferris wheel with Chino.
Just your luck.
Then he's approaching you. Dammit what does he want?
She silently promises God she'll never purchase another bottle of expensive lipgloss that's tested on animals if Seth doesn't rub in what just happened. Or point out that she seemed somewhat affected.
iPlease, please, please./i
"Hi Summer, what's going on?"
The usually annoying tone interrupts your prayer as he finally reaches you.
You suck in a breath. "Coop's stuck on the ferris wheel, and I was looking for someone to go on the tilt-o-whirl with me." You respond nonchantly as he leans over to take some of your cotton candy.
"I'll go with you."
The action and response catch you off gaurd.
"Okay," You respond simply. "I might vomit."
He nods shrugging, "I like those odds," He answers ,walking off in the direction of the tilt-o-whirl.
You look at him and a smile touches your lips.
Maybe you're not losing your white knight after all.
By Amanda
Rated - PG-13
Features - Summer's thoughts on Anna/Seth's kiss. It's S/S
Ew.
What the hell was that? Not only a Public Display of Affection, but one with Seth Cohen, outcast of Newport no less.
What she crazy?
She being Anna, of course. Besides the hair and clothing, there was obviously something wrong with the girl.
But of course Summer knew that from the moment Anna first waltzed through the ball room of the country club as if she owned it.
You don't just do stuff like that.
And you definitely don't just do stuff like mack on a guy like Seth in public. In front of people. Where others will see.
Yet you're frowning as you witness it. But when they're apparently done and your favorite 'stalker' is glancing over at you, noticing your scowl you turn around as if getting some more cotton candy is bthe/b most important thing in the world.
But erasing the thought that he possibly won't be your white knight anymore is more important.
Who did she think she was?
Stealing his attention which you'd come to realize now that you were so lucky to have.
You turn around, hoping they've gone on their merry way so you can see if Coop is done on the ferris wheel and ask her what she thinks Anna's deal is. Only to learn she's stuck on the ferris wheel with Chino.
Just your luck.
Then he's approaching you. Dammit what does he want?
She silently promises God she'll never purchase another bottle of expensive lipgloss that's tested on animals if Seth doesn't rub in what just happened. Or point out that she seemed somewhat affected.
iPlease, please, please./i
"Hi Summer, what's going on?"
The usually annoying tone interrupts your prayer as he finally reaches you.
You suck in a breath. "Coop's stuck on the ferris wheel, and I was looking for someone to go on the tilt-o-whirl with me." You respond nonchantly as he leans over to take some of your cotton candy.
"I'll go with you."
The action and response catch you off gaurd.
"Okay," You respond simply. "I might vomit."
He nods shrugging, "I like those odds," He answers ,walking off in the direction of the tilt-o-whirl.
You look at him and a smile touches your lips.
Maybe you're not losing your white knight after all.