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"No, it's not like that! I swear!" The words rung through Zack ears with bitterness. Summer had just said them to him moments before, and was now staring at him pleadingly, desperately. Yes, he knew it wasn't like that. It was never like that.

"You know, Summer," Zack started with a twinge of bitterness in his voice, "You could have told me!" He looked at her with hurt in his eyes. He didn't know what else to say, and she was obviously at a loss for words.

"I'm sorry, Zack…I didn't know that BEEP!"

I reached my hand over, slamming the alarm clock with such force that I didn't know if I had turned it off permanently. I sighed and tried to focus my vision on the red numbers and avert my attention from the sound of the brass band in my mind. I wished I could turn the horrible playing in my mind off, but I couldn't. I blinked a few times, not being able to focus on the numbers and rolled over. And what did I come face to chest with?

A man's bare chest, and I could feel the flesh of him pressing up against my own very bare skin. I gasped, what had I done? I tried desperately to remember the events of last night, until it registered in my mind. I was in bed with Freddy Jones. No, wait, correction: I was in bed naked with Freddy Jones. That could only mean one thing, and I'm certain you know what that is.

I heard the rumble of the groan coming from deep within him, and averted my gaze off the pale skin up to his equally pale face. I reached my hand up, touching the stubble of his chin that had formed over the night and smiled. His eyes fluttered open when I made the movement, but closed immediately after as he groaned again and rolled over. It would've been a graceful movement, that is, unless he hadn't hit the floor with an audible thud, taking the sheet with him.

An audible thud that hurt my ears nonetheless, so what do I do? Groan loudly and make my mind hurt more than it already did. And that's when I heard it. "Summer?" Oh, my head is pounding and his yelling his not helping. I rolled over again, not bothering to cover myself up.

"Yes…?" I mumbled in a whisper, trying to ignore the fact that he was gazing on my pale skin. The heat of his gaze was warming my cool skin, and I couldn't help but look up at him with sorrowful eyes. Yes, sorrowful, because I knew that what had happened was nothing, and he'd be back to womanizing this evening. I bit my lip, suddenly feeling uncomfortable under his gaze and curled myself into a ball, concealing every part of me that was very private.

"No, don't," he held out his hand to dramatize the words while holding the sheet in a towel-like fashion around his waist. He sighed, and looked me over briefly before grabbing a blanket off the ground. He threw it over me and took a seat opposite of where I was sitting as I sat up, wrapping the warm blanket around every curve of my body.

I averted my gaze into his eyes, knowing full well what was coming next, "Yes?" I asked him, knowing what that the answer would be something along the lines of 'Summer, this isn't going to work. So, let's just forget about it, okay?'

"Summer," here it comes, "When I realized it was you last night, I didn't realize what would happen. I didn't realize that I would… do what I did to you, or with you. I'm sorry for what happened, and if you hated me now, I'd understand." I looked up at him, and saw that he was fingering the sheet and avoiding eye contact with me.

I reached a hand out from under the confines of the sheet and touched his hand. He gave me that confused look again and I guess that simple gesture didn't seem like enough. So, I did the simplest thing, yet the most complex thing I could ever do- I leaned forward, and gently placed my soft lips on the rough lips of his, and then pulled back into the warmness of the fur blanket.

He smiled, and I saw the laughter and gleam return into those dark eyes, and for a brief moment, like was perfect. It was perfect with the throbbing of my mind, the dullness of my vision, the realization of what I'd done last night, it was perfect because I was with Freddy. Corny, I know.

"Oh shit," I spoke the words and the realization hit me that I had school this morning. I had my first day of classes this morning. I looked at the red digits again, and concentrated on focusing my vision on the time. 7:34. And what time do I have classes? 9:00. All right, so, I have about an hour and a half to get to Oxford, get to my dorm, and get dressed until realization hit me. I looked at Freddy who was now lying on the bed. I smiled, and asked the inevitable question: "Hey Freddy… can I borrow some clothes and your shower?"

He looked at me as if I were crazy, but nodded at me nonetheless, so I headed towards the shower. I locked the door, not needing Freddy to come in, and turned the water to ice cold. I sighed, and made sure the towels were clean before climbing into the ice-cold confines of the shower and winced. It was very cold, but it woke up my senses quickly.

I grabbed the body wash, washing off the scum of the bar off of my body and felt much better as my skin softened. Grabbing the shampoo, I realized I was going to smell like a guy today and winced again. This was going to be evidence of what I'd done last night and just scrubbed my hair with the sudsy-goodness.

After I'd rinsed the suds off my body and out of my hair, I grabbed a towel and dried off, making sure to wrap one around my hair to prevent dripping. I sighed, and ran my tongue along my teeth and almost threw up. I knew my tongue was fury, the leftovers of alcohol evidently there.

I opened his medicine cabinet and grabbed the toothpaste. I was going to do the unthinkable: brush my teeth with my finger. I put some water into my mouth, wetting everything down and squeezed the mint onto my finger. I put my finger into my mouth and started brushing.

Ew, gross, disgusting, everything grotesque was my mouth right now. I spit out the toothpaste and rinsed my mouth with the water, grabbing the mouthwash; I put some in my mouth and started deep cleaning.

I walked out of the bathroom, and saw that Freddy had laid my clothes out for me. How cute, in an oddly disturbing way… I looked at it, and knew they were some of his tighter jeans and a MASH™ T-shirt. I sighed, and put on the clothes; disappointed that I'd have to wear the same bra again. I laughed to myself and stole a pair of his boxers. There was no way in hell I was going to wearing the same underwear twice in a row.

I put on the clothes, and grabbed the belt out of my jeans from last night and smiled. I didn't look that bad. I pulled on my shoes and threw the towel from my hair into his bathroom, also remembering that I still had mouth-wash in my mouth, I spit that out hurriedly and continued my walk to the living room.

I looked at him briefly, he was already dressed and I smiled. He was sprawled out on this white, over-stuffed couch in the middle of the room with a cowl of cheerios on his stomach. I smiled, and realized the room was entirely white with patches of color here and there… those artists.

I heard him whistle and I rolled my eyes at the blonde, smiling as I asked him for a ride to the bar where my car was. I received an odd look from him as he glanced at his watch to me, back to the watch.

"Sumi, it's 8:15. The bar will add like, 20 minutes onto the trip. I'll just take you to school and a friend and I will pick up your car later, since we don't start until next week." I gave him an odd look, and smiled at the use of my nickname from second grade. I didn't want his friend driving my car, but I guess he received my thoughts because he continued with, "I'll drive your car," Or… something along those lines.

I smiled at him as he got up, leaving his cheerios on his couch and grabbing his car keys off the counter. "After you, miss Summer?" He opened the door from me and we both walked out, dressed in over-sized clothes.

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A/N: Ah… so, that's another chapter! It wasn't the best, I know, but review anyway! And… I don't have anything to give you this time but my gratitude! Yeah… So, please review! I've seen the stats on this story and I know more of you are reading this than just Nanners!