Title: Shipoopi
Author: Kristi-730
Summary: Summer leaves Newport to live with her cousin when her life begins to go downhill.
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***"A woman who'll wait for the third time around, head in the clouds, feet on the ground
She's girl he's glad he's found, she's his shipoopi."
---Shipoopi, The Music Man***
Summer shut the door to the cab and sighed painfully. It was two in the afternoon on June seventh and instead of being in Newport hanging out at the beach with Marissa and everyone else she was in the middle of Hicksville USA, better known as Springfield Missouri.
"This sucks." she thought walking around to the back of the cab. As she started helping the cabby take her bags out of the trunk she silently cursed everyone she had ever met; her mother for being in South America on an extended vacation, her father for sending her away, and especially her cousin for agreeing to let her stay with her.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Summer." A blonde girl said standing at the door.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Kellie. Where's your mom?" Summer asked, picking up one of her duffle bags.
"She's inside. "
"Cool. Could you help me with my bags? Thanks."
Summer made her way in to the one story house and placed her duffle bag on the couch.
"Meg! I'm here!" she called out.
"Oh my god Summer!" Meg exclaimed coming out of the kitchen. "You're here."
Summer just stood in her spot. It was like she was looking into a mirror.
"I'm here."
"You look great."
"Considering...right."
"No. Come on Summer. I am the last person to be placing judgment okay? Now, let's get the rest of your stuff in here and we can catch up."
Later that afternoon Summer and Meg pulled into a parking spot at the nearest Wal-Mart.
"We're at Wal-Mart?" Summer asked, "When you said you wanted to pick out stuff to make my room more me I thought we'd go to Bed, Bath, and Beyond or something. Not Wal-Mart."
"I married below my class, Summer. Sometimes you've got to give up the things you're used to for love."
"Sorry."
"It's cool. Besides, I don't really enjoy shopping here either."
Inside of the store Summer stood in line while she looked at the DVD's and CD's that she had bought. They all had a certain Seth Cohen-y- ness to them; Goonies, Nirvana's unplugged cd, Days of Thunder, and Elf Even half way across the U.S., she couldn't escape him.
'It's useless." She thought.
That night Summer sat on the floor of her new room surrounded by clothes, books, photo albums and so many things from home, only it didn't feel right. She sighed to herself and continued to pull out more and more objects from a bag.
"So, you're getting comfy?" Meg asked walking into the room.
"As comfy as someone could be in a place they've never been."
Meg ran her fingers over a few pictures that were already posted on a bulletin board.
"This him?" she asked stopping at a photo of Summer and Seth taken at Monte Carlo night.
"What are you talking about?" Summer asked coolly.
"You know very well what I'm talking about."
Summer couldn't hide it, "Yeah that's him."
"What's his name?"
Summer thought back to almost a year earlier.
"You're not going anywhere, Sid!" she remembered saying.
"Seth."
"Whatever!"
"Seth." She told her cousin, "Seth Cohen."
"So he has a name..."
"Does this have a point....?"
"No, no point. I'm just talking."
"Well, if you don't have a point I'd like to go to bed now."
"Okay. You've got a busy day tomorrow; I think that sleep would be best."
"Night Meg."
Meg walked over to the door and placed her hand on the light switch, "Night Summer. By the way, I've scheduled a doctor's appointment for you for tomorrow afternoon."
"Meg..."
"We've got to get that baby checked out. Make sure it's okay. Night."
Meg flipped the light switch and walked out, leaving Summer in darkness.
Author: Kristi-730
Summary: Summer leaves Newport to live with her cousin when her life begins to go downhill.
Feedback: Please do! You can either hit the little button at the bottom or e-mail me at: Goodbye_to_U@hotmail.com
***"A woman who'll wait for the third time around, head in the clouds, feet on the ground
She's girl he's glad he's found, she's his shipoopi."
---Shipoopi, The Music Man***
Summer shut the door to the cab and sighed painfully. It was two in the afternoon on June seventh and instead of being in Newport hanging out at the beach with Marissa and everyone else she was in the middle of Hicksville USA, better known as Springfield Missouri.
"This sucks." she thought walking around to the back of the cab. As she started helping the cabby take her bags out of the trunk she silently cursed everyone she had ever met; her mother for being in South America on an extended vacation, her father for sending her away, and especially her cousin for agreeing to let her stay with her.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Summer." A blonde girl said standing at the door.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Kellie. Where's your mom?" Summer asked, picking up one of her duffle bags.
"She's inside. "
"Cool. Could you help me with my bags? Thanks."
Summer made her way in to the one story house and placed her duffle bag on the couch.
"Meg! I'm here!" she called out.
"Oh my god Summer!" Meg exclaimed coming out of the kitchen. "You're here."
Summer just stood in her spot. It was like she was looking into a mirror.
"I'm here."
"You look great."
"Considering...right."
"No. Come on Summer. I am the last person to be placing judgment okay? Now, let's get the rest of your stuff in here and we can catch up."
Later that afternoon Summer and Meg pulled into a parking spot at the nearest Wal-Mart.
"We're at Wal-Mart?" Summer asked, "When you said you wanted to pick out stuff to make my room more me I thought we'd go to Bed, Bath, and Beyond or something. Not Wal-Mart."
"I married below my class, Summer. Sometimes you've got to give up the things you're used to for love."
"Sorry."
"It's cool. Besides, I don't really enjoy shopping here either."
Inside of the store Summer stood in line while she looked at the DVD's and CD's that she had bought. They all had a certain Seth Cohen-y- ness to them; Goonies, Nirvana's unplugged cd, Days of Thunder, and Elf Even half way across the U.S., she couldn't escape him.
'It's useless." She thought.
That night Summer sat on the floor of her new room surrounded by clothes, books, photo albums and so many things from home, only it didn't feel right. She sighed to herself and continued to pull out more and more objects from a bag.
"So, you're getting comfy?" Meg asked walking into the room.
"As comfy as someone could be in a place they've never been."
Meg ran her fingers over a few pictures that were already posted on a bulletin board.
"This him?" she asked stopping at a photo of Summer and Seth taken at Monte Carlo night.
"What are you talking about?" Summer asked coolly.
"You know very well what I'm talking about."
Summer couldn't hide it, "Yeah that's him."
"What's his name?"
Summer thought back to almost a year earlier.
"You're not going anywhere, Sid!" she remembered saying.
"Seth."
"Whatever!"
"Seth." She told her cousin, "Seth Cohen."
"So he has a name..."
"Does this have a point....?"
"No, no point. I'm just talking."
"Well, if you don't have a point I'd like to go to bed now."
"Okay. You've got a busy day tomorrow; I think that sleep would be best."
"Night Meg."
Meg walked over to the door and placed her hand on the light switch, "Night Summer. By the way, I've scheduled a doctor's appointment for you for tomorrow afternoon."
"Meg..."
"We've got to get that baby checked out. Make sure it's okay. Night."
Meg flipped the light switch and walked out, leaving Summer in darkness.