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"You sure this is okay?" Becca whispered as they got out of the car.

"Seth and I are just friends. We both made that clear earlier today," Summer snapped back in a whisper.

"Ok," Becca replied as they walked in the restaurant. "So this is a nice place," she said as they slid into their booth.

"One of Newport's finest," Seth replied as Tim jumped for the opportunity and slid in by Summer.

"I guess you're by me," Becca groaned as Seth took a seat beside her.

"Don't sound so thrilled. I can tell you want me," Seth joked.

"I can barely contain myself."

"Well I think there's a rather large stall in the men's restroom that we could use."

"Great. Let's go," Becca rolled her eyes.

"Fabulous," Seth deadpanned as they stayed seated.

"Do you want us to leave?" Summer asked pretty bitingly for someone who was just Seth's friend.

"What? No," Becca scoffed, surprised at the edge in Summer's voice.

"Are you sure? There might be a nice sized stall in the women's restroom for-for…Tim and I." Summer grimaced.

"Works for me," Tim grinned happily.

Summer shot him a look and the grin left his face.

"Ok. I'm just going to go get something from the bar. Do we want a pitcher of something? Or just individual drinks?" Seth asked, standing up and backing away from them and right into a waitress.

"Oh God, I'm so sorry," the waitress shrieked as she tried to wipe the drinks off Seth's shirt.

"No, it's my fault," Seth grimaced.

"Oh shit, I'm going to get fired."

"No. No. It's fine. No damage done. I won't like turn you in," Seth smiled slightly.

"Thanks," the waitress smiled back.

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"Could she be a bigger slut?" Summer asked.

"Could you be anymore jealous?" Becca asked in reply.

"I'm not jealous. I'm just…well that waitress has been throwing herself at him for the past…hour. I think she's more than made up for spilling one cocktail on his shirt. Besides, he was like begging me to go out with him just a few hours ago. It's kind of rude to bring me here to flirt with some whore," Summer snorted.

"Where'd Tim go?"

"I don't know. He's Seth's responsibility not ours."

"Good point," Becca laughed. "There he is. That guy is hopeless."

They looked over to where Tim was unsuccessfully trying to hit on some woman. About two seconds later the woman slapped Tim and he returned to Summer and Becca. He flopped down in their booth with a sigh.

"Do they teach girls how to slap guys around in elementary school or something? Because every time I get slapped it stings like hell," Tim rubbed his cheek.

Summer and Becca fought their smiles.

"Hey, so it's getting late. You all want to get out of here?" Seth asked, approaching the table. "Oh man, did you get slapped again?" Seth noticed Tim's cheek.

"Yeah, stupid chick over there didn't appreciate my kindness," Tim answered.

"Your kindness? Did you call her a stupid chick to her face or which line did you use?"

"I didn't use any. We didn't get there yet. We were just talking and everything was going fine. Then I asked her how she liked it in bed and she told me to go screw myself. So I simply asked if she was into ladies or something and she slapped me," Tim explained.

"Oh my God, you didn't?" Becca asked as she burst out laughing.

"What?"

"You seriously asked her if she was a lesbian because she didn't want to sleep with you?" Summer asked incredulously.

"Well yeah," Tim shrugged.

Summer and Becca both laughed hysterically.

"No wonder she slapped you," Seth chuckled.

"What? It's not funny. It's a legitimate question," Tim defended.

"So you ready to go?" the waitress asked, slipping her arms around Seth.

"Um, you guys ready?" Seth asked, avoiding Summer's eyes.

"You're kidding me, right?" Summer asked, glaring at the waitress.

"What?"

"You're taking her home?" Summer rolled her eyes.

"Yeah he is. What's it to you?" the waitress asked, glaring at Summer.

"Oh please. Do not start with me, slut," Summer stood up glaring back at her.

"What did you call me?"

The waitress moved in front of Seth, who was in shock. She sized up Summer who was about a foot shorter than her.

"You heard me, skank," Summer replied hotly.

"Oh hell no," the waitress said, moving closer to Summer.

"Um, Sum…what are you doing?" Becca asked.

"Not now, Becca. I'm dealing with this whore."

"You stupid little bitch."

"Oh you didn't just call my friend a bitch," Becca snapped standing up by Summer.

"Both of you? Yeah, that's fair," the waitress snorted.

"Um…let's just go," Tim said, looking at the three women strangely.

Seth swallowed hard and nodded. He started walking out and Summer brushed past the waitress, purposely bumping into her. Summer grabbed Seth's hand and turned around and glared at the waitress.

Seth stiffened as soon as Summer slipped her fingers in his. He looked down at her in shock but she just stared at the doors as they made their way outside.

"What is she doing?" Tim whispered to Becca.

"I believe that is what we call an angry woman fighting for her territory," Becca replied.

"You know what Seth, I'll just have Ernie give me a ride home. But thanks, it was really sweet of you to want to help me out," the waitress said once they were all outside.

"Are you sure? Beechwood is right along my way. It's no problem for me to take you home," Seth replied.

"No. It's fine. Your girlfriend seems to think it's a problem."

"But she's-," Seth started.

"That's right, bitch," Summer cut in. "Next time, don't ask my boyfriend for a ride home. He doesn't need someone like you. He's satisfied."

The waitress rolled her eyes and went back inside.

"Oh my God," Becca said slowly.

"What was that?" Seth asked.

"You could do so much better," Summer replied.

"She just needed a ride home. She wasn't going to my home…and even if she was, what's it to you?" Seth asked, angrily.

"She wasn't going to your home? Did she know that? It seemed to me like she had other intentions," Summer spat.

"So? Why does that matter what her intentions were? We're just friends, right?"

"Hey! You're the one who asked me out!"

"And you rejected me as anything other than your friend."

"Whatever. I was just helping you out. If you're going to sleep around it shouldn't be with a common slut," Summer replied, rolling her eyes.

"I don't see how it's your business," Seth argued.

"It's not. I don't care!" Summer retorted.

"Really? So I'm just your boyfriend now for no reason?"

"This could take a while. Think you could take me home?" Tim asked Becca.

"I guess. But what about Summer?" Becca asked as Seth and Summer continued to fight.

"He'll give her ride."

"She'll be pissed at me," Becca sighed.

"She'll get over it," Tim shrugged.

"I wasn't going to sleep with her! I was going to take her to her house!" Seth exclaimed.

"Yeah. Ok. Come on," Becca gave in.

"You don't know that you wouldn't have slept with her! If some girl advances on you, you don't have the will power to say no! You're a guy!" Summer shouted.

"Even if she threw herself at me, I wouldn't sleep with her!"

"Yeah because you would never just sleep with some girl," Summer said sarcastically.

"I wouldn't!"

"And if I threw myself at you, you'd tell me no!"

"Exactly because you're just my friend!" Seth threw in her face.

"You wouldn't be able to tell me no," Summer glared.

"You're not as irresistible as you think you are. You're my friend now, Summer. It's what you wanted.I moved on a long time ago," Seth snorted.

"Bull shit," Summer hissed and shoved him against the car before kissing him.

"What the hell are you doing?" Seth asked, pushing her away.

"I'm throwing myself at you. So tell me no," Summer dared.

She forced her lips upon his again. The kiss intensified and Summer tangled her fingers in his curls pulling his lips on hers forcefully. They pulled apart breathless with puffy red lips.

"Maybe I don't want to," Seth growled before kissing her deeply.

"Your place or mine?" Summer asked as they pulled apart again.

"You live with Becca, right?" Seth asked.

"Currently, but she won't be an issue."

"And I, on the other hand,live with Tim…so yours," Seth said before they began kissing again.

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"So where were you last night?" Tim asked as Seth walked into the office.

"What? Where? What?"

"You didn't come home last night," Tim smirked. "You get lucky?"

"I-um-well…see, the thing is…actually…hey, I thought we're all business in the office and you're a nosey jackass outside of it," Seth laughed.

"Thanks, Seth. But seriously, where were you?"

"We seriously don't discuss this stuff in the office."

"Was it the waitress or Summer?" Tim asked.

"What? Summer? Oh no way. It was…it was the waitress," Seth lied.

"You hooked up with Summer," Tim laughed.

Seth blushed and lowered his head.

"So what does this mean for you two?" Tim asked.

"I don't know. We haven't actually gotten to discuss it…we woke up, she smiled at me, I grabbed my clothes, she walked me to the door, we stood there awkwardly, and then she kissed my cheek before shoving me outside and slamming the door," Seth explained.

"Wow. That's…that's difficult to figure out then."

"Yeah."

"Are you going to call her?" Tim questioned.

"I think I should."

"That might be a good idea…but I'd give her at least until tonight to sort out her head."

"Good idea," Seth replied.

(AN: YES! I'm sorry but stress and school and Bat Boy: The Musical and life just piled on top of me and made me write a hookup. When life gets crazy, make your story better to balance it out haha. That's my new motto. So anyways, what will this latest development mean for our lovely "friends"? What will their actual friends have to say? Will Ryan and Marissa ever have their baby? Or have those two been completely forgotten in this story? Stay tuned b/c all your questions shall be answered in the next few chapters...oh and they shall be posted in the next few days. Keep on reading and I'll keep writing! Thanks!)