Disclaimer – I don't own the O.C

WARNING – Some light sexual content in this one, nothing like the other chapters but be warned anyways.

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'OH MY GOD HELP ME!!'

'Relax will you, you're date isn't for another four hours yet.'

'Four hours is so not a long time, especially when I haven't even chosen what to wear yet. And then there's my hair and makeup and waxing and don't you think I look a little pasty, I may have to get on the tanning bed for a couple of minutes.'

'Ugh, remind me why I'm here again Summer?'

'I already told you, Coop left this afternoon to visit her grandparents for the weekend and there's no way in hell I'm gonna ask Holly or her team of super skanks for help. Nope, you'll have to do. Now get your lazy ass off my bed and come in here.' Laura just rolled her eyes before jumping up and unenthusiastically trudging into Summer's walk-in closet. 'Now look through that rack over there and tell me what you like best, I've narrowed it down to ten choices,' Summer added, barely audible because she was on her knees and rummaging through mountains of shoe boxes.

'You've gotta be kidding me,' Laura replied in disbelief, causing the brunette to stand up and stare at her impatiently, arms crossed and eyebrows raised. 'Summer look at me, I don't know the slightest thing about clothes. The majority of what I've got on right now is from freaking K-Mart. This dress,' she said, picking up a gorgeous knee length red strapped dress by Chanel off the rack. 'This cost what, about a thousand dollars?'

'Fifteen hundred,' Summer replied impatiently, tapping her foot. It was obvious that she thought they really didn't have time to stop moving, even for a minute.

'Exactly my point, the most expensive thing I've ever worn is a sixty dollar necklace. All I'm trying to say is that if you wanted help in choosing which of your expensive designer dresses to wear, you couldn't have picked a worse person to ask.'

'Well that's nice,' Summer replied in a sweet, extra slow voice as if she was talking to someone who was mentally challenged. 'But I'm not asking for your help, I'm asking for your opinion. All I want you to do is look through that freaking rack and tell me which one you think would look best on me. There is no wrong answer, I'm not gonna shout at you, all I want is a second opinion. Now do you think you can manage that for me huh?'

Laura glared at Summer in response, she didn't appreciate her tone but nonetheless began to flick through the collection of dresses until she found the one that she felt would most suit the brunette for this particular occasion. It was a simple jet black Donna Karan with a V-neck and short sleeves, and would hug Summer's hips perfectly and hit her just above the knee. Matched with the right shoes and jewelry Laura had no doubt it'd look magnificent on Summer. She pulled it off the rack and turned round to face her, holding it up to show her she had made a choice. They both smirked at each other and nodded.

'He won't know what hit him,' Laura said enthusiastically. 'Not that it matters anyway because the guy is so completely and utterly obsessed with you that you could turn up dressed in rags and smelling like a dead fish and he'd still want to fuck you senseless, pretty much any guy would for that matter.'

'Thanks,' Summer mumbled shyly in reply. 'See you're not too bad at this whole clothes picking thing, that's actually the one I was thinking and I've got seventeen years experience in this crap. You should be my stylist and pick my outfit's everyday because it may seem fun now but trust me, it gets old pretty quick. Nowadays I just find it so freaking annoying.'

'Oh yeah, I imagine it's so hard being the daughter of an incredibly rich plastic surgeon and getting whatever you want whenever you want. Yeah, I definitely wouldn't want to be in your five hundred dollar shoes,' Laura replied sarcastically while grinning. Summer grinned back at her before throwing the Ug boot in her hand at her.

'Shut up bitch it is hard,' Summer whined. 'Come on, bathroom, its makeup time.'

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Laura stood outside the closed bathroom door bouncing on her heels excitedly. This was definitely the most girly thing she'd ever done and was surprised that she'd actually found it quite enjoyable. It wasn't gonna make her go out and buy loads of dresses and high heels because that just wasn't who she was, but she had to admit that it felt good to hang out with what would be considered in today's society as a "normal" girl and do "normal" girl things.

The bathroom door opened and Summer emerged. 'Oh,' Laura gasped, 'Summer, you look stunning,' she added softly, in total awe of her friend. She looked radiant in the dress with matching black short heels that had straps snaking up around her ankles. She had a small silver heart necklace on and a matching bracelet on her wrist. It was simple yet very elegant.

She'd also kept her makeup to a minimum, only putting on a layer of pink lipstick and a thin coating of eyeliner to match her freshly manicured and painted nails, simply due to the fact that she had absolutely no need for it. She was by far the most naturally beautiful human being Laura had ever seen. Besides, the happy glow radiating from her cheeks made her look more gorgeous than any cosmetic ever could, no matter how expensive. She'd straightened her sleek raven hair but curled an inch or so at the bottom. Laura honestly wouldn't be surprised if she sprouted a halo and wings because that was exactly what she looked like, an angel.

Summer smiled at her friend's reaction. 'Really? You think the makeup's okay? What about the hair, the jewelry?'

'Summer its perfect okay, don't change anything and I guarantee you'll make him blow his load as soon as you open the front door.' Summer burst into giggles at her friends comment. Ever since Laura had returned to school on Thursday they'd gotten to know each other a lot better and had become good friends. The only reason Summer had never liked her in the first place was because she felt that she was stealing Seth from her, but now that she and Seth were together it was obvious that Laura was nothing but happy for them. She even went as far as smugly reminding them at every possible occasion that she'd played a major part in them getting together. 'So, half an hour to go, how're you feeling?' Laura asked with a smirk.

'Really excited but also really nervous,' Summer replied, taking a deep breath.

'Relax, you've got nothing to worry about.'

'I know there's nothing riding on this but I really want it to go well because I'm planning on there being plenty more of these.'

'Are you sure that you haven't misunderstood him? I mean no offence but Seth is a bit of a retard when it comes to girls and he could well consider the bowling alley and buying you a cheeseburger as a date. Imagine how embarrassing it'd be if he showed up in jeans, t-shirt and his converse while you're stood there dressed like that.'

'No I asked him this afternoon and he told me to dress nice. I think he's pulled out all the stops, fancy restaurant and everything. He's really sweet like that,' Summer said with a dreamy grin on her face. Laura looked at her friend staring off into space, no doubt thinking of one person and she couldn't help but beam. She was so happy that two of her best friends had found love and even though they wouldn't dare admit it yet, Laura could tell they were in the first stages of a love that could quite possibly span an entire lifetime, it was definitely bigger than your typical high school relationship.

'Whoa. you've got it bad girl,' she said with a smirk.

'I'm sorry what?' Summer replied, annoyed at being snapped out of her Cohen filled daydream.

'It's okay to admit it, you're falling for him big style aren't you.' Summer went about five different shades of red but still gave a small, embarrassed nod in reply. 'It's okay, he feels the same way. He fell for you years ago, even when you were treating him like shit.

'Yeah enough about me, what about you?' Summer said quickly, wanting to change the topic. 'Come on, girl talk,' she added as she took Laura's hand and dragged her over to her bed. 'Sooooo,' she said as soon as she'd found a comfortable position that didn't wreck her appearance, 'anyone you like at the moment?'

'What, oh uhh no not really. I'm just focusing on doing well at school at the moment,' Laura mumbled timidly in reply. It was obvious she was not really comfortable talking about herself but Summer didn't care, she wanted some info.

'Oh come on Laura, you are so boring,' Summer replied, rolling her eyes. 'Are you honestly saying that there's no one in the whole school that you're interested in?'

'Well, I……………………uhh, I………………….nope, no one,' Laura finished lamely.

'Oh hell no,' Summer replied fiercely, 'that was something, you were about to say something. Come on, spill.'

'Okay but you have to promise not to say anything to anyone, it's just a stupid crush.' Summer just nodded her head excitedly in reply. 'Hayden in my physics class,' Laura mumbled turning a deep red.

'Hayden Walters? That's nothing to be embarrassed about girl, he's freaking gorgeous.'

'No uhh……………….umm, the other Hayden. Hayden Gregory.'

'Oh.'

'Yeah. Oh exactly.'

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As Seth pulled into the gated community he saw Laura's dirty old pickup truck fly past him. She waved frantically at him and gave the thumbs up which he returned. He didn't know why but he was really nervous. He knew it didn't really matter and she wasn't going to break up with him if it went crappy, they were already way past a bad first date ruining things, but that still didn't stop him from wanting everything to go totally perfect.

Summer had after all offered him sex on a plate and he'd turned it down in favour of doing this, so he felt obligated to make the evening as fun as a steamy all night bout of passionate love making would've been. But Seth was hoping that if everything went well they'd be coming back and doing that anyway.

'Hey Cohen,' Summer said brightly as she flung open the door. She grinned when she saw his jaw practically hit the floor.

'Hey, uhh……………….you, you look……………….uhh. Wow, I uhh, I-I………………I can't speak.' Summer blushed and mumbled thanks before reaching forward and pulling him in for a passionate kiss. When she pulled back she began to playfully smooth out his collar.

'You don't look too bad yourself Cohen,' she said huskily. He was dressed in a black suit jacket with a light blue open collar shirt underneath. He had black suit pants on as well, a pair of smart brown leather shoes and a brown belt with an eagle buckle on. Summer loved it when guys wore fancy belt buckles and she thought the one he had on complimented him and his look very well.

She thought he looked so fucking sexy that she wanted nothing more than to rip off both their clothes and devour him right there on the foyer floor, but then she remembered that they could do that all night long when they got back. 'You could've at least shaved though,' she said with a scowl as she cupped the thick stubble all over his face and chin in her hands.

'Ahh but there's a reason as to why I haven't shaved,' Seth replied with a grin. 'Tonight Summer, you're not dating Seth Cohen, you're dating William Foster, a 21 year old medical science student from the San Diego area,' he added smugly while producing a surprisingly realistic fake ID from his pocket. 'The beard makes me look older, they're more likely to fall for it.'

'Cohen you've got to drive and I'm not drinking if you aren't.'

'Way ahead of you Summer, I called a cab, it's on the way.'

'Where are we going,' she asked curiously.

'Not telling you, it's a surprise,' he replied with a grin.

'Well at least tell me whereabouts it is that we're going.'

'L.A.'

'Cohen,' Summer said loudly, mouth hanging open in disbelief. 'A cab ride to L.A and back will cost hundreds of dollars.'

'Relax woman. I'm might not get a thousand dollars a week like you but my allowance is still pretty big. All I want you to worry about is having a good time, money being no object,' Seth replied, wrapping his arms round her shoulders and placing a kiss on her forehead. Summer smiled and rested her head on his chest. They just stood in peaceful silence for a few minutes, moving their faces together for the odd gentle kiss every now and then, until it was interrupted by the sound of a car horn outside. Seth took Summer's hand and led her towards the door. 'There's the cab, lets go.'

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'OH MY FUCKING GOD,' Seth said loudly in absolutely stunned disbelief.

'Remember Cohen you can't tell anyone, I promised her I wouldn't,' Summer replied desperately. They were cuddled together in the back of the cab on route towards the twinkling lights of tinseltown and she was telling him about what had gone on since she'd last seen him earlier that afternoon.

'Yeah no I know, don't worry my lips are sealed. I'm…………………….I-I……………………I just can't comprehend it, I………………..REALLY, Hayden Gregory? That would mean she's a-'

'Yep, Laura is a fully fledged lesbian.'

'Wow, well I guess it makes sense. I mean she's pretty attractive and I've always wondered why she didn't have a boyfriend and never showed any interest whatsoever in getting one. I just can't believe she didn't tell me,' Seth replied incredulously.

'She told me she hasn't even told her family yet. I think she's just scared of how they'll react.'

'Well she's got nothing to worry about. I've seen how much they love her and I don't think the fact that she's gay is going to change that. Are you sure she's like a total lesbian? You sure she's not just bi?' Seth was still having trouble processing the information. In the month that he'd known her, Laura had become one of his best friends. He loved her to bits and the fact that she was gay didn't change how much he cared about her, he was just a little pissed that she could keep something that big from both him and her family for so long. He'd told her everything about himself and he thought she'd done the same but apparently not.

'No she's definitely completely gay. She told me she's never been attracted to a male before, she finds them totally gross, especially you,' Summer answered with a grin.

'Oh no, so the secret affair with her behind your back that I was planning is out of the question then?' Seth said sarcastically.

'Cohen,' she replied with a playful shove. 'Saying things like that isn't gonna help your cause for when we get back home tonight,' she added teasingly, inching her face closer to his. She watched him close his eyes in anticipation and decided to torment him by just giving his lips the lightest brush with the tip of her tongue. She smiled at him sweetly when he snapped open his eyes and gave her an annoyed glare. 'Well what do you expect when you're talking about having affairs behind my back and stuff?' she added in a fake angry voice.

'Okay I'm sorry,' he said with the cute, pleading puppy dog eyes that she couldn't resist. 'I was only joking, I hope you know you're the only girl for me my darling.'

'Mmmm that's better,' Summer replied with a grin as she leaned forward again and really did catch his lips in a passionate kiss this time. After several minutes of intense making out, they didn't show any signs of stopping, instead Summer had pushed herself even closer against him. When she felt his hand begin to snake under her dress and up her thigh though, she pulled back and swatted his hand away playfully.

'Cohen, we are not having a repeat of what happened at school in the back of this filthy old cab,' she whispered defiantly.

'Why? Don't deny it, you enjoyed what happened at school,' Seth replied with a grin while directing his hand towards her underwear again.

'Yeah well you enjoyed what happened at the comic store,' she replied with an amused smirk while swatting his hand away again, 'but can you honestly say that you'd want a repeat of that here huh?' Seth smirked and shook his head in reply, remembering back to what had happened earlier that week.

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Both of them had their two last periods free on Wednesday afternoon. Seth had already made plans to go to the comic book store and Summer had decided that since he was going to the big one in Huntington Beach, a good half hour drive from Newport, there was little risk of being recognized and that she should go with him. She'd just wanted to spend time with him, even if that meant going in a type of shop that she'd sworn she would never go within a hundred foot radius of.

Seth had been browsing the racks in the back of the store and Summer had been following him, bored out of her skull, when she'd noticed that no one was around. Deciding that it'd be the perfect opportunity to give him a taste of his own medicine and dish out the payback that he'd not yet received for the little stunt he'd pulled a few days earlier at school, she had flipped him round, knelt down level with his waist, unzipped his pants and took him in her mouth. Having drunkenly done it once before to a random at a party a few years ago and discovering that she really wasn't the swallowing type, Summer had ordered him to tell her when he was close.

Initially Seth had protested, saying that it was his favourite store and he really didn't want to get barred, but when Summer started doing a flicking motion with her tongue that drove him crazy, he quickly shut up. Although it felt really good, he was incredibly uncomfortable with the situation, but he knew he deserved it because she must've felt exactly the same when he'd touched her at school Monday lunchtime.

Seth was constantly on the lookout but they were in a real secluded part of the store and it didn't look like anyone was gonna come (apart from himself that is). The only sounds were his heavy breathing, the odd small grunt that escaped his lips and the tight suction Summer had on him.

When Seth had felt climax closing in on him he'd gavin a light tug on Summer's hair. She'd stood up and wiped her mouth just in time to watch him turn and spray all over a nearby rack of Wonder Woman comics. Summer found it absolutely hilarious and had teased him through her hysterical laughter that only now did she know the true extent of his comic geekiness, now that she'd seen him blow his load over Wonder Woman. He'd just glared at her in reply before putting himself back in his pants, adjusting his package accordingly, grabbing her hand and pulling her out the store.

On the drive home they'd both seen the funny side of it although Seth did complain that they'd probably been picked up on CCTV and that next time he went, there'd probably be a banned for life poster of him stuck on the front door.

He'd also apologised to Summer for what he did at school earlier in the week, saying that he didn't realise how uncomfortable a situation it was until it was her doing it to him. She'd told him to forget about it and although it was really exciting, they both agreed that from then on, that level of intimacy should be consigned to much less public places.

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'Were here, can you pull up over here please buddy,' Seth said to the cab driver after he unattached his lips from Summer's and noticed where they were. They got out and Seth handed the driver a fat wad of the cash through the window. They were stood at a crossroad and Summer looked at the sign hanging on one of streetlamps above, it read 3rd Street west. She knew they were bang in the middle of West Hollywood and that there were plenty of fancy restaurants along this particular stretch fit for an A-list celebrity to be seen eating at. 'Come on Sum it's just up here, let's go,' Seth said as he reached for her hand.

They walked hand in hand for a few minutes in comfortable silence, occasionally stealing glances at each other and exchanging shy smiles whenever their eyes locked. They rounded a corner onto a smaller street off the boulevard and Seth suddenly stopped. 'There it is,' he said as he pointed across the road. Summer followed his finger and clapped her hand to her mouth when she saw what he was pointing at.

It was a quaint little, incredibly romantic looking restaurant called The Little Door. Summer had read about it and its super expensive menu in L.A newspapers. Apparently it was the most romantic restaurant in the city and a favourite spot of A-list couples such as Demi and Ashton, Tom and Katie and Nick and Jessica before the divorce. 'Oh my God Cohen,' Summer whispered softly in total awe. 'How the hell did you get a reservation here for a Friday night?'

'My grandpa knows the chef personally and he pulled a few strings for me. You like it?' Seth asked nervously.

'Like it! Are you kidding Cohen I love it,' she replied as she threw her arms around his neck and buried her face in it. 'You are beyond perfect you know that,' she whispered in his ear, causing him to grin and blush furiously.

'I'm glad you like it,' he mumbled embarrassedly. 'Come on, lets go inside,' he added, taking her hand and leading her across the street.

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'Table for two reserved under Cohen,' Seth said to the greeter.

'Right this way sir. Your table is out on the balcony overlooking the city but please feel free to situate yourselves in a booth in our piano room after your meal.'

'Okay thank you.' They made small talk for a few minutes while looking at their menus and the magnificent view of the city below, Seth's hand permanently rested on top of Summer's on the table, gently stroking his thumb over her knuckles. That was what they both loved most about their relationship, the fact that there was always some kind of contact between them whether it be verbal or physical, the whispered phrases and small touches meant the world to both of them. It reassured them that they were never gonna become one of those couples who just stopped communicating.

'Umm I'll have the swordfish special please,' Summer said to the waiter who'd come to take their order.

'Excellent choice miss, and for you sir?'

'Uhh I'll take the fillet, medium please.'

'Certainly sir, can I get you anything else?'

'Can we uhh………………can we have a bottle of your finest champagne please.'

'Of course sir, I'm afraid I will have to ask to see some kind of identification first though.' Seth just rolled his eyes as if it was a bother and confidently produced the fake from his wallet. The waiter took it and alternated between studying him and the card. 'Are you sure you're 21 sir?' he said suspiciously.

'I'm pretty sure I know my own age,' Seth replied, putting on a pretty convincing act of being offended. 'Now could you please fetch us our champagne.' As the waiter went to hand back the ID, Seth subtly slipped a twenty into his hand.

'Of course sir,' the waiter replied with a knowing but not caring smirk, 'sorry for offending you.' As he turned to leave, Seth turned to Summer with a smug grin on his face.

'Smooth Cohen,' she said with her own grin. 'If only you were that smooth with me maybe you'd get in my pants more often,' she added teasingly, even though she knew that even when he was at his geeky, mumbling worst he still had the ability to get into her pants with ease.

'I am smooth with you Sum, just in a different way. How the hell do you think I got you to notice me in the first place?' he countered with a cocky smirk and raised eyebrows.

'Uhh you got beat up by two drunk guys, I personally fail to see the smoothness Cohen,' she jibed back.

'Ahh but you don't realize that that was all part of the Seth Cohen master plan. Besides, a few broken ribs were well worth it in the long run, at least for me they were,' he said with a shy smile. 'What about you?'

'Definitely. Who would've thought that nearly getting raped would turn out to be one of the best things that ever happened to me? I mean that's ultimately what led to all this, us.'

'You really think that this is one of the best things that ever happened to you,' Seth asked in a surprised voice. Summer blushed violently and nodded.

'Don't you?' she asked quietly.

'Are you kidding Sum, this is definitely the best thing that's ever happened to me. I mean you must've had some idea that I'd had a massive crush on you for as long as I can remember, you uhh………………..you were the girl of my dreams, umm……………….you still are for that matter,' he mumbled bashfully, his cheeks and nose developing a bright pink tint due to embarrassment.

Summer nearly swooned at his words. 'Yeah I knew Cohen, I just thought you were lame back then so I ignored it,' she replied teasingly. 'But don't worry,' she added softly. 'I'm sure it will surprise you as much as it did me, but you actually turned out to be the guy of my dreams too.'

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'No no no no no Cohen,' Summer shrieked through her giggles. 'I'm telling you, girls think Wolverine is the sexiest comic book hero, Hugh Jackman is so hot.' After an amazing dinner, the two teens had indeed moved to a booth in the piano room as it was called. It was an incredibly romantic setting with dimmed lights, candles everywhere and soft ballads playing in the background. Summer was sat in Seth's lap with her legs draped to the side and her arms curled round his neck. They were well into their third bottle of champagne and both were very tipsy.

'Really? I always thought it would be Superman that the girls love,' Seth replied loudly as he took another swig from his glass. It was a good job that the booths had high sides and the thick wood made them soundproof because if they weren't, the couple would no doubt be disturbing other people.

'Nah, Superman's okay but he's just too over the top. You know, you'd make a great superhero Cohen,' Summer said loudly and giggly. 'Think about it, they're all losers by day and awesome by night, just like you,' she added teasingly. She broke into ever bigger hysterics when she saw his facial expression. He was obviously trying to put on an upset pout but due to his tipsiness it came out as more of a half-grin, half-frown that made him look like he'd had a botched botox job. 'Awww poor baaaabbbbyyy,' Summer squealed drunkenly at his cuteness and leaned down to kiss him. 'It's okay Cohen,' she mumbled, barely audible as she had pressed her face deep into his neck, 'because you're my superhero you know that.' Seth just turned red and grinned drunkenly in response.

After a few more minutes of drinking, bantering, giggling and flirting, Seth called for a final bottle of champagne and the bill. Despite her whining that he'd spent far too much money on her and demanding to know exactly how much, he refused to let Summer see the receipt for six thousand dollars before burying it deep in his pocket. He instead chose to give her a big drunken smooch and tell her that she was worth every last penny, something that seemed to satisfy her as she snuggled even closer to him and mumbled her thanks for an amazing evening over and over again.

'No Cohen I got it. To comic books,' Summer screeched with laughter as she raised her glass a little too fast, causing a large chunk of the contents to spill over her dress, something that made her double up even more. The dregs of the fourth bottle were in their glasses and they were both now officially drunk. For the last half of the bottle they had been toasting to random things. They had already toasted to Ryan, Marissa, Ryissa, Hugh Jackman, The Valley, Deathcab and Holly dying a very painful death.

'No that's not fair on you,' Seth replied amusedly, a slight slur in his words. 'It's the last toast of the night so it has to be to something that we both like.'

'Okay, umm………………….OOH I KNOW,' she squealed overly excitedly. 'To sex Cohen, we both really like that don't we,' she added seductively. Seth just grinned goofily and nodded before clinking his glass against hers and downing the contents in one. After she had knocked back her own drink, Summer put her glass on the table, straddled Seth's lap and greedily forced her tongue into his mouth. She cupped the sexy stubble on his face and moaned softly as their tongues urgently tangled. When she resurfaced for air she put her forehead on his. 'Thank you……………….for…………………an amazing………………..date Cohen,' she whispered softly, giving him a passionate kiss in between every word. Seth mumbled something into her lips in reply but she couldn't register what, as she had forcefully connected her mouth with his again. When they pulled apart they just stared lovingly into each others eyes before Summer buried her face in Seth's chest, clinging to him for dear life as if he was the most beautiful yet fragile thing in the world.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence only broken by the odd stifled giggle from one of them, (they were both at that stage of intoxication where everything is absolutely hilarious), Seth noticed something on the table. 'Hey look at this Sum,' he slurred, 'they give you a complementary cigar and lighter with your bill.' He surprised Summer when he picked it up, lit it and confidently inhaled a drag, but caused her to burst into shrieks of hysterical laughter when he began to cough and splutter.

'Give me that Cohen,' she replied through chuckles. She took the cigar of him and took a long drag. She held it in her lungs for several seconds before playfully blowing it out in his face. Seth took it from her and took another puff but this time he didn't cough, it seemed that he'd gotten used to it. They continued to pass the cigar between each other until it was down to the butt. Seth stubbed it out in the ashtray.

'Wow, everyone says smoking is bad for you but damn does it taste good,' he slurred.

'You like that Cohen,' Summer responded amusedly. Seth just grinned goofily and nodded. 'Well I know where we can get something a little stronger, you interested?' she added with a mischievous smirk and raised eyebrows.

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'You sure about this Summer,' Seth asked nervously. 'I mean how do you know?'

'Trust me Cohen, I can spot a dealer from a mile off. It's just the way they walk, their body actions. I have no doubt that he is one.'

'Wow, you should work for the FBI,' Seth said loudly and sarcastically, causing both of them to drunkenly collapse into each other's arms in a fit of giggles.

'Go on Cohen. Go ask for an eighth of pot, it'll be fun, trust me.' She pulled his head down and gave him a deep kiss to reassure him. As he turned to walk away, she slapped his butt as hard as she could before falling against a nearby streetlamp for support as she went into a fit of convulsed laughter. Seth staggered over to the shady looking guy.

'Hey bro. Can I uhh……………………..can I get an eighth of pot buddy.' The dealer eyed the swaying, disoriented guy in front of him suspiciously. When he decided that this guy was too drunk to be a narc he chose to make the sale.

'You want it bagged or pre-rolled joints for an extra twenty?'

'Uhh, I'll take it pre-rolled man.'

'Seventy dollars,' the dealer said fiercely, obviously wanting to see the money before he handed the shit over. Having no idea and not really caring if he was being ripped off, Seth waved the cash in front of his nose. The dealer snatched the notes from Seth before shoving a small bag of six or seven neatly rolled joints into his hand and walking off. Seth staggered back over to Summer and grinned at her while waving the bag in front of her.

'You did great baby,' Summer squealed loudly as she threw her arms round his neck and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. 'Now come on, let's find a cab and get this party started.'

Seth hailed a cab and told the driver Summer's address. Summer had already taken the bag of pot and opened it, pulling out a joint. Seth squirmed when he saw what she was doing. 'What the hell are you doing?' he said in a panicky tone, 'this guy could report us to the cops.'

'Relax Cohen, he's a foreign cab driver in L.A, he doesn't give a fuck. Hell, we could probably offer him some and he'd take it.' With that, Summer pulled out the lighter, lit the joint and took a long drag. 'Oh yeah baby, I've missed you,' she said with a relaxed grin. 'You've never done this before have you?' Seth just shook his head embarrassedly. 'Oh I remember my first time, prepare to get your mind blown.' With that, she handed Seth the joint and watched in satisfaction as he took a deep puff. 'Good huh?' she said with a grin. Seth just nodded and exhaled the smoke with a small cough before passing it back to Summer.

In the hour that it took to get back to Newport, the two teens went through five of the seven joints all while the Polish cabbie smirked at the sight of them through the mirror. By the time they got back at one in the morning, both of them were heavily stoned as well as drunk and were giggling furiously at funny shaped trees and buildings through the window. When they staggered out the taxi outside Summer's house, Seth tossed the fare at the driver along with the two remaining joints as a tip, something he seemed very grateful for. They were both feeling very horny and although the date had been magical, they both knew that the real fun was about to begin.

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BANG!

The loud sound was made by Seth crashing Summer against the foyer wall. She had her legs locked round his waist and was licking his face all over. Both were dizzy, giggly and sweating profusely from the large amount of mind altering substances in their bodies. They kicked off their shoes and Seth threw his jacket on the floor before Summer ripped off his shirt, making half the buttons pop off in the process. He reached down and whipped her dress over her head in one smooth motion, leaving her in just her underwear. Summer shrieked with laughter while pushing him towards the couch. She pushed him onto it and Seth immediately began desperately trying to wriggle out of his pants. When they were off, they just stared at each other longingly for a few seconds before Summer threw herself on top of him.

'Thank you for one of the best nights of my life Cohen,' she mumbled while tracing kisses up from his stomach, across his chest to his neck. 'How can I ever repay you,' she added seductively while grinning and lightly nibbling on his lower lip.

'Oh I can think of a few ways,' he replied hazily with a dizzy smirk before flipping her over and drunkenly tickling her, causing them both to howl with laughter. As he grew more serious and caught her in a passionate, loving kiss, Seth thought back to the events of the night. He was drunk, stoned and very much in love and the night had undoubtedly been one of the best of his life. He didn't know if he'd be able to because of all the shit in his system, but he was going to try with all his might to burn the events of the last six hours into his memory permanently, simply because as far as he was concerned, it was most definitely a night to remember.

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