Disclaimer- On user page but I own nothing. Including Death cab for Cutie or any of there songs and lyrics, I only love them, not own them.

It was official, Seth could no longer listen to a single one of Death Cabs songs. Every single one of them reminded him of Summer.

"So brown eyes I hold you near cause you're the only song I want to hear."

"The twists and turns of plot that turned us from lovers to friends"

"But I know it's too late, and I should have given you a reason to stay"

"All the girls in every girlie magazine can't make me feel any less alone"

And the there was that one song, from there newest album, that even before all the drama, or at least this drama had started, Seth had been astounded at how much they related to it.

"Cause the chase is all you know and she stopped running months ago"

Even if that particular line didn't describe them now, wasn't it almost exactly what she had said to him after Portland, were these songs being sung in accompaniment with their own lives, or was he going insane.

He couldn't listen to music anymore, even if it wasn't Death Cab, he was afraid it would have the same effect on him. But what could he do, before Summer what would he do. Listen to music, sail, wallow in self pity?

He could sail, he didn't have a boat to do it in, he didn't have the Summer Breeze to sail. He sure as hell didn't want to wallow; he would feel guilty after knowing what Summer was going though. Ryan was out with Marissa, after Seth had spent the last four hours with him, maybe he would play video games, Summer wasn't attached to that at all. Except that Summer was attached to everything about Seth.

Sleep, that was all Summer wanted to do. Days should not be allowed to be this stressful and tiring. She would go back to her grandparent's home and sleep. The rest she would deal with tomorrow.

It was taking an awfully long time to reach the house, she hadn't seen many stores in about 20 minutes and her grandparents said that there was only one town between the airport and their home, it was getting late, it was already dark. Hopefully they would be there soon, Summer couldn't take the silence of three people in a car, she wanted the silence of a quiet bed.

Summer wasn't even award of what was going on around her, se felt numb. She knew she was cold though, she was cold and it was dark and this car was taking her to a new life she didn't want, it was dragging her into oblivion. She felt like a prisoner being driven from a courthouse to a prison. Her armrests keeping her boxed into her seat, and even though she couldn't even feel them against her skin she knew they were the handcuffs in the analogy of her mind.

Summer must have dozed off because before she knew it she was being tapped on the shoulder and told to get up, she was home.

After taking a moment to wake up she stepped out of the car and followed her grandparents into the house. It was spacious and nicely decorated, a shack compared to Summers home, but a mansion to most people. Soft whites and tans colored most of the house with different colors thrown about here and there. It was what Summer had expected, not to old, but not fun and exciting either. The house was simple and elegant., she didn't bother to see more than the formal living room and dining room before she asked to go to bed. He grandma just nodded and led her down stars to the lower level and steered her to the left where a door stood ajar.

Summer barley heard her grandmother mumble something about breakfast and lights before bidding her goodnight and promising to show her the roped tomorrow.

She looked around at her surroundings, a good size room, about as big as Seth's, was of course painted stark white. A mahogany dresser and four poster bed sat before each other. The carpet was tan and soft. Nothing special. Summer did enjoy the window seat though and knew she would have to do some work to make this room her sanctuary. She kicked off her shoes and crawled under the blue and green quilt. For once she didn't cry herself to sleep, she was too tired to.

Cold. That was the first sensation that overtook her when she woke up. This defiantly wasn't California. Crawling out of her bed she threw on a sweatshirt before heading out of her room. She surveyed the house better this time around. Simple and nice, clean too. Her feet bounced lightly as she walked up the stairs and for the first time saw the family room and kitchen, they were connected and the kitchen floor was a sandy colored hard wood, the counters were tiled white and a kitchen table sat by a bay window. The family room was simple with couches a coffee table and a fire place taking up half of a wall, adjacent to a sliding glass door. Her grandfather sat at one of the couches watching a TV in a large armoire while her grandmother cooked breakfast.

"How did you sleep Summer" her grandmother said sweetly when she walked in.

"Good" she smiled.

Summer noticed how any windows there were in this house, lots of natural light. When she looked out from the window behind the kitchen table she could tell why.

Below her was a wonderful garden full of flower and vegetables alike. There were many huge trees surrounding a small alcove from the huge lake. There were only her grandparents and one other house on the horse shoe shaped dent in the lake and both houses had docks, but neither had a boat docked there. It was beautiful and Summer could imagine the many boats that would be out on the large lake if it was warmer.

"Amazing isn't it" Her grandfather said from behind her, startling her.

"Yes" she smiled quietly.

As Linda placed food on the table she began to speak.

"I hope your rooms okay Summer, there two other rooms down there, they both face the lake but one is my office and both are much smaller than the one your in now. You have a greta view it just doesn't included the water, if you would like to trade, were upstairs so you could have wither of the rooms down there"

"Actually I like the room I'm in, but I was wondering if I could paint it"

The two elderly people looked at her.

"Its' just, the room now is a little stark, and I would love to make it more, me"

"Well, I guess we are going to need to buy you some warmer cloths and get food you enjoy and we have to stop by the school anyway so I'm sure we can go to the hardware store too while were in town." Her grandfather answered.

"In town?" Summer asked

"Why yes, we live half an hour away from any stores, there are over one hundred and fifty people who live in our community but almost all of them are retired and only go into town once a month, other wise we have a good community amongst our selves"

Summer was astounded.

"What about school"

"Your car is being shipped over so we will show you how to get there tomorrow and then you can drive yourself"

"What time is it summer asked suddenly"

"Ten o'clock" her grandmother answered, clearly confused.

Summer walked off hoping he would be up this early.

AN- Its just kind of a filler chapter, I will get into other stuff soon. This story will focus more on Summer than Seth, just so you guys know. So im sory about the no chapters till after the 18th, Thanks to all the nice reviews, i love you guys. See you guys after my Play, which i am having SO much fun doing