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Chapter One.

Summer felt the cool, crisp air fly against her face. The weather was absolutely perfect. Not burning hot like Newport or freezing cold like Alaska. It was just simply perfect. She thought she would never like Rhode Island. It was the last place she wanted to be. But she had a choice, Leave Newport…or leave Seth. Turns out, Rhode Island has some pretty decent beaches. Overall life was great. She was living with the love of her life, Her two best friends where living just a few states away in New York and She just got hired a clothes designer job at Tommy Hilfiger. She was so happy, she even blurted out a "Hey" or a "Hope you had a nice day" to a few people she didn't even know.

Summer finally got to her building. It was very tall and was colored a nice beige which reflected the glass doors perfectly. The outside was nothing compared to the inside. The lobby was gi-normus but had a very homey feel. There was beautiful marble flooring and Christmas(Or should I say…Chrismukkah) decorations everywhere. She made her way to the elevator.

"Hey Luc." She greeted the bellhop.

"Bonjour Miss.Roberts," Luc said with a heavy French accent, "How was you day?"

"Fantastic"

"To the penthouse Ma'am?"

"Yes, to the penthouse."

After digging through her purse for what seemed like hours, She finally found her keys hiding at the bottom of her purse. She walked inside, making sure to lock the door behind her. She threw her keys across the room which landed somewhere on the kitchen counter and flung off her boots that found their spot somewhere near the fireplace.

She checked the house phone for messages or missed calls than took a trip to the theater room. She flopped onto a couch and flicked on the television. But she didn't know why. She wasn't going to watch anything. She just didn't like the house quiet. Silence. She hated it. She didn't just hate being silent it was the word too. It was some what despressing.

Summer got herself up off the couch and passed through the master bedroom and walked into the bathroom to touch up her make-up. She did it everyday, just as the TV. She almost had the blush in her hand when she reversed nack into the bedroom. There was Seth sleeping, cuddled up with their dog, sleeping.

And a smile came across her face.