Disclaimer: Sadly no one took me up on the offer of buying them for me, so I still don't own them. They belong to Josh.

Author's Notes: Thanks again, you guys rock!

Ryan sighed walking into the pool house, with a very talkative Seth behind him – not even stopping to breathe as he went on and on about Marissa. Again.

"…Then she said she hoped to see me again, isn't that great Ryan?"

He plopped down on the couch and put his arms against the side of the couch and leaned back against the soft fabric relaxing into the couch and finally breathed.

"It was awesome."

Ryan looked at him before he turned to the bed and laid down. "I'm glad." He said slowly.

Seth smiled before glancing at the ceiling. "So what do you think about Summer?"

Ryan's head turned his way before a long sigh reached his lips. "She talks. A lot. I'm surprised you two aren't friends."

This time, a glare was sent Ryan's way.

"I love that silently brooding thing!" Summer exclaimed. "He's so…sexy. In a bad ass way. It's so hot Coop."

Marissa smiled some as she examined her nails.

"You okay, Coop?" she asked while flopping down on the bed beside her. Her dark hair fanning on the bright pink pillow, showing the even greater contrast between Marissa and herself.

"Mhm." She smiled. "I'm fine. Just thinking."

The darker haired girl turned on her side, her hand placed on her friends arm lightly. "Things will be okay, Coop, I promise."

Marissa smiled some and nodded. "I know,"

"I know you know, it's the Roberts charm. I've brought you into a false sense of security."

Marissa smirked. "Thanks, Sum."

"Anytime."

….

Late at night the scent of jasmine wafted into Marissa Cooper's bedroom. The window opened, the ocean breeze flowing freely into her room, relaxed her. She stood by the window, a smile on her face. She watched Seth Cohen in these moments. She could never understand her fascination with him.

Maybe it was the jasmine and ocean breeze.

….

It was chaotic and beautiful like the ocean. Seth Cohen had always thought this of Marissa Cooper's life, her downward spirals and up's that couldn't be described as anything less that fabulous.

She was flawless.

To the naked eye, Seth added consciously. To anyone who didn't know how she felt she seemed happy. Untamed by the life she led.

Perfect.

It wasn't the fact that he didn't believe she was perfect, she had everything he had ever dreamed of.

She was beautiful, smart, funny. At least that's what he liked to believe in the loneliness of his bedroom.

It had faced Marissa's room since they were four, when he moved here from New York. He hadn't remembered anything but the bright sun and a pretty girl hiding behind her father's leg.

He had never been more intrigued in his whole life.

….

"You're beautiful." They were words she had longed to hear. No one had ever spoken them to her in a way that made her feel that way.

She looked down at her wrists watching the blood rise to the surface. The tears stung the wounds but she didn't stop – she couldn't. She didn't have a way to stop the real pain. The one that beat beneath her chest, the one that never went away no matter how hard she tried to ignore it.

She curled up in the bed wrapping the sheet around her body and went to sleep, the smell of jasmine still wafting in her room.

….

Author's Note: I'm sorry it was such a short update, I will make sure the next is longer . Hope everyone has had an amazing summer!