Summer blinked and shielded her eyes from the sun, turning sideways to
avoid the bright glare. She snuggled next to the other person on the bench
as she tried to close her eyes again, feeling arms go around her to pull
her close.
Wait.
Summer slowly pushed herself back and forced herself to sit up. She slowly examined the boy who had been sleeping next to her.
Ohmigod. Seth Cohen.
Summer turned her wristwatch and read the time. 11:22.
"Seth!" She kneeled next to him and shook his shoulders gently. "Seth, we have to go - it's almost noon!"
"Mmmm," Seth stretch out his long body, reaching his arms out and pulling her down on top of his again. It was hard to believe that she was almost more beautiful in the morning, rumpled and disheveled. Seth figured that there weren't many people who had seen Summer when she wasn't perfectly pulled together, and he was finally one of them.
"Seth," Summer rolled her eyes and tried to stand up again. Seth pulled her tighter. "Seth, seriously, we needed to leave like, ten hours ago."
"Ohmigod!" Seth tried not to laugh while doing his Summer imitation. "Are we like, totally late for like, the big party at Ken and Barbie's house?"
"No, I'm late for the party, you're late for the Comic Dork Convention," she retorted.
"Ah, yes, the Comic Dork Convention," Seth pondered. "With such a clever name, how could I ever have forgotten?"
"Shut up," Summer whispered.
"Done and done." Seth pulled her close and kissed her again. He felt her body relax in his arms, and she felt herself slipping away again, and if she would just let herself.
Summer forced her eyes open and stood up quickly. Before Seth could protest, she hopped off the boat and was half-sprinting toward the car.
"Bethcha can't catch me!" Seth groaned and pulled himself up. Summer was already halfway to the Range Rover, her long blue skirt gathered in one hand. She spun around to stick out her tongue at him, laughing, and he was distracted by sight of her smooth, tan legs, half-hidden by the fabric of her skirt. He pulled himself up and took off towards her. She yelped and started running full speed towards the car.
"I win!" Summer grabbed the door handle and hung on as Seth arrived just a few steps behind her. "You know," she regarded him; "it's really not fair. Your legs are like, twice as long as mine. So since I was still able to beat you," she poked him in the chest gently, "I figured that I should get some sort of reward."
"Oh, really?" Seth smiled. "How convenient for you, adding a prize after you've won the competition." "I thought so." Summer leaned against the car door. "So that means you'll be coming to Julie Cooper's New Year's brunch with me, in about-" she glanced down at her watch again, "27 minutes."
"I don't think so." Seth unlocked the car door and motioned for Summer to get in. She looked up at him and pouted. "Listen," he began as he walked around to the driver's side. "I know that you're like, Miss Newport Junior, but this is my one opportunity to skip a party thrown by Grandpa Caleb and Marissa's mom, which to be honest, I still think is a little ew- worthy. My parents are out of town, and I'm going to a party hosted by my Grandpa? I don't think so." Seth slid in to the car and shut the door. Summer was still watching him with wide eyes and a sexy little pout. Who did he think he was kidding?
"Fine," he gave in. "I'll go. But I am not wearing a suit."
"Whatever, Cohen." Summer clapped her hands and kissed his cheek. "Hurry up, Grandma! I need to get home and change!"
Seth shook his held and turned the key in the ignition as they took off towards Summer's house.
***A/N: Hi guys! Thanks for the reviews! I know that the chapters are short, but I was going for more of a serial-feel. This started off as a short piece, but I'm starting to like it and am planning out a real storyline for these two. Hope you all enjoy it!
Wait.
Summer slowly pushed herself back and forced herself to sit up. She slowly examined the boy who had been sleeping next to her.
Ohmigod. Seth Cohen.
Summer turned her wristwatch and read the time. 11:22.
"Seth!" She kneeled next to him and shook his shoulders gently. "Seth, we have to go - it's almost noon!"
"Mmmm," Seth stretch out his long body, reaching his arms out and pulling her down on top of his again. It was hard to believe that she was almost more beautiful in the morning, rumpled and disheveled. Seth figured that there weren't many people who had seen Summer when she wasn't perfectly pulled together, and he was finally one of them.
"Seth," Summer rolled her eyes and tried to stand up again. Seth pulled her tighter. "Seth, seriously, we needed to leave like, ten hours ago."
"Ohmigod!" Seth tried not to laugh while doing his Summer imitation. "Are we like, totally late for like, the big party at Ken and Barbie's house?"
"No, I'm late for the party, you're late for the Comic Dork Convention," she retorted.
"Ah, yes, the Comic Dork Convention," Seth pondered. "With such a clever name, how could I ever have forgotten?"
"Shut up," Summer whispered.
"Done and done." Seth pulled her close and kissed her again. He felt her body relax in his arms, and she felt herself slipping away again, and if she would just let herself.
Summer forced her eyes open and stood up quickly. Before Seth could protest, she hopped off the boat and was half-sprinting toward the car.
"Bethcha can't catch me!" Seth groaned and pulled himself up. Summer was already halfway to the Range Rover, her long blue skirt gathered in one hand. She spun around to stick out her tongue at him, laughing, and he was distracted by sight of her smooth, tan legs, half-hidden by the fabric of her skirt. He pulled himself up and took off towards her. She yelped and started running full speed towards the car.
"I win!" Summer grabbed the door handle and hung on as Seth arrived just a few steps behind her. "You know," she regarded him; "it's really not fair. Your legs are like, twice as long as mine. So since I was still able to beat you," she poked him in the chest gently, "I figured that I should get some sort of reward."
"Oh, really?" Seth smiled. "How convenient for you, adding a prize after you've won the competition." "I thought so." Summer leaned against the car door. "So that means you'll be coming to Julie Cooper's New Year's brunch with me, in about-" she glanced down at her watch again, "27 minutes."
"I don't think so." Seth unlocked the car door and motioned for Summer to get in. She looked up at him and pouted. "Listen," he began as he walked around to the driver's side. "I know that you're like, Miss Newport Junior, but this is my one opportunity to skip a party thrown by Grandpa Caleb and Marissa's mom, which to be honest, I still think is a little ew- worthy. My parents are out of town, and I'm going to a party hosted by my Grandpa? I don't think so." Seth slid in to the car and shut the door. Summer was still watching him with wide eyes and a sexy little pout. Who did he think he was kidding?
"Fine," he gave in. "I'll go. But I am not wearing a suit."
"Whatever, Cohen." Summer clapped her hands and kissed his cheek. "Hurry up, Grandma! I need to get home and change!"
Seth shook his held and turned the key in the ignition as they took off towards Summer's house.
***A/N: Hi guys! Thanks for the reviews! I know that the chapters are short, but I was going for more of a serial-feel. This started off as a short piece, but I'm starting to like it and am planning out a real storyline for these two. Hope you all enjoy it!