Ryan smiled as he watched Seth slide gently down the banister towards the
front door. This one obviously one of Seth's shining moments. Ryan knew
that Seth was constantly made fun of and picked on at school, and even
though it had died down since he had arrived on the scene, he knew no one,
especially Seth of all people, could handle the idea they weren't liked.
At first glance, Seth was the stereotypical nerdy guy in your science class. He was the guy you would only talk to if you desperately needed good notes to barely pass your exam. But from Ryan's perspective, Seth was one of the coolest guys around this preppy hell hole. Ok, sure Seth could have his . . . quirks; his tedious ramblings, his never ending list of original holidays and words and his unusual way of getting him stuck into situations that Ryan had no clue how to get him out of; but all around, he was a great guy. Seth was funny, close to his family, spontaneous, and once you got him to shut up, he was a great listener.
Ryan smiled as he watched from the top of the stairs as Seth whipped open the front door to welcome his family into the house. Seth, out of all the people Ryan knew, deserved to be liked; to be popular, no matter how cliché or how much he hated the people who were.
"Uncle Max!" Seth grinned as a large man walked into the house slapping Seth on the back.
The man shook his head. "My favourite nephew Seth; you've grown! Last time I saw you, you could have been mistaken for a munchkin!" Max walked past Seth and murmured, so Ryan could barely hear, "And you had the voice to match too."
Ryan snickered. Yet another thing he could use against Seth. A few years back not only did he look like he belonged in the Wizard of Oz, he sounded the part too. He couldn't wait to meet Max; he seemed to know a lot about his good friend Seth.
The twins pushed past Ryan sticking their tongues out as they past. "Uncle Maxwell!" They screamed jumping on him.
Ryan rolled his eyes. Jesus, did those girls have everyone in the family wrapped around their little fingers or what? They were like brunette mini- Hollys; and it scared him half to death.
He walked down the stairs and stood beside Vickie and Seth, figuring it was probably the safest place.
"Ah ha!" Uncle Max smirked as he pried the twins off of him, his deep brown eyes settling on Ryan. "My newest nephew; come here!" He opened his arms grabbing Ryan into a head lock and roughly rubbing his knuckles into his scalp, ignoring Ryan's yelps and arm's flailing.
The twins giggled as the skipped out of the room with some of their cousins as Max let go of Ryan's head, letting him stand up straight; his hair resembling a wind storm. He rubbed his temples eying 'Uncle Max'.
"Ryan? Am I right?" Max smiled, sticking his hand out. "Put 'er there!" He said gripping Ryan's hand, outmatching Ryan's strength, squeezing it tightly and shaking it roughly.
Ryan smiled and nodded, taking a deep breath as he cracked his knuckles softly.
Uncle Max leaned over to Seth and loudly asked, "Is he a mute, or just daft?"
Seth looked shocked as his Uncle asked that. "Neither, just quiet."
Uncle Max shook his head, for once looking extremely serious. "Never trust a quiet man, you never know what he's thinking, that's what I always said." He broke out into a smile and slapped Ryan on the back, knocking the wind out of him. "Maybe he just needs to warm up to us."
Vickie scoffed. "Uncle Max, you're scaring him. Hell you scared my boyfriend last time I came down."
Uncle Max's jaw dropped. "I did not scare him!"
"He specifically said "I'm going home early. Your Uncle Max scares me," at dinner!" Vickie said giving him a squeeze and walking out the foyer.
Ryan looked over at Seth questioningly, only to find him nodded and chuckling at a memory from last year.
Uncle Max then handed Ryan his wallet shaking his head. "You're a smart kid Ryan. No hundreds in your wallet. Smart." He patted his cheek and began to walk towards the kitchen murmuring something that sounded like, "Hm . . . mom is baking."
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Ryan shook his head lying in the pool house. Ok, he was going to go through this slowly so he could remember them all. First there was Granny and Grandpa Cohen, who didn't want him under any circumstances to call them sir or mam, then the twins, Lucy and Laura, which he could tell apart by their eyes, Laura had really dark ones, Lucy had lighter ones . . . or was it the other way around? Then there was Vickie, who was really nice, but a bit of a slob. He sat up and eyed her side of his pool house. She was here for less than twelve hours and she had clothes everywhere.
He rolled over onto his stomach. Cousin Sandra didn't like him much. The only time she had actually spoken civilly to him was when he was helping her take some of her shopping bags into the house, which were also thrown across the pool house. Vickie and she had a major hissy fit after Vickie had found out that her mother had replaced her favorite T-shirt or something.
Then Uncle Max, whom he was a little leery about; like he was a nice guy, a little rough, whom he could deal with but something about him kind of gave him the creeps. Uncle Max was supposed to bring his new girlfriend but supposedly they had an argument and she didn't come at the last minute. Uncle Max had six kids. Six! Ryan couldn't name them, but they seemed nice enough.
One was little, about four; a girl with big green eyes. The next three were boys, somewhere in the ages of seven to ten and a girl who was twelve, like the twins, who didn't like Ryan either. Ryan was convinced she was influenced by the twins. And the last was a fourteen year old boy who stayed mostly in the den reading. Ryan was intrigued by him. Every single one of them had dark brown curly hair, although not to the effect of Seth's.
Ryan rolled over again feeling something poke him hard in the rib cage. He frowned and pulled whatever it was, out from under him.
"Vickie!" He yelled; a black lacy bra clenched into his fist.
She stepped out of the washroom in towel frowning. "Yeah?" She asked rolling her eyes.
He quickly turned away from his new second-cousin covering his eyes. He definitely did not want to see her like that.
She sighed. "Ryan, we aren't blood related; it isn't incest. Could you please get whatever you needed to tell me over with so I could get back to my shower?"
He quickly tossed the bra over this shoulder at her. "Please, could you keep your unmentionables on your side of the room? I have no idea if, or when my girlfriend may drop by, and I don't need to be breaking up with her over your bras."
Vickie bent down to grab her bra. "Oh yeah. Seth told me you were going out with the Cooper chick." She shook her head as she walked into the washroom. "I still think Luke and her were a cute couple."
Ryan rolled his eyes. "Thanks for the support." He walked back to his bed and leaned back onto his elbows.
"Oh!" Vickie said poking her head out of the door peeking around the corner. "I usually go for a run after dinner and my stupid mother doesn't want me to go alone because she is afraid I'll get lost. I would ask Seth to go with me, but he isn't very, athletically inclined. Do you want to come?"
Ryan turned around and shrugged. "Sure, sounds good."
Vickie smiled. "Cool."
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Ryan smiled as he sat down to a real dinner that Granny prepared throughout the course of the long, stressful day. Seth rubbed his hands together as he watched the plates of food being set onto the table, murmuring, "My dream is almost complete."
Ryan nudged Seth bringing him out of la la land and back to reality where his mother was sitting across from him eying him nervously.
"Ok. Go ahead." Granny said from the doorway taking off the blue apron she head brought along with her.
"WAIT!" Someone yelled at the end of the table, making everyone's head turn towards it.
"We should say grace!" One of the twins smiled, eying Ryan.
Seth frowned. "Lucy, we never say grace around here."
They both pouted. "Mommy started making us say grace before our dinner because she wants the baby to come into a pure home."
Kirsten awkwardly smiled and nodded. "Go on."
Lucy grinned and bowed her head folding her hands; everyone followed suit. "May God bless everyone's soul; especially Ryan, whose deeds we can never be sure of, as we welcome him into our family. Amen."
Seth, Vickie and Ryan swallowed nervously looking down at the twins, at the other end of the table who waved at them. "Evil. Evil. Evil!" Ryan whispered between gritted teeth, nudging Seth hard in the side.
Vickie shook her head and accepted the potatoes from Uncle Max, who was talking to his sons. "I don't know how something so evil could say grace without flinching." She passed them to Ryan who shrugged.
"They have been hinting around me in jail all day." Ryan said taking a big scoop of mashed potatoes and handing them to Seth. "Like I was helping Grandpa with taking out the trash, and they asked me if the jails in Chino were nice!"
Seth handed the potatoes to one of his cousins and frowned. "Are they nice?"
Vickie frowned and leaned across Ryan to punch Seth in the shoulder.
"Victoria Walsh!" Her mother growled from beside Kirsten. "Don't hit Seth! I would expect better behavior from a sixteen year old."
"Sandra it was just a j_" Seth started; only to be cut off by a harsh frown.
Sandra's attention was drawn back to her daughter. "You do it again and you will be driving back with me tomorrow."
"Thanks mom, I just lost my appetite." Vickie yelled pushing herself away from the table. "Thanks Granny, I'm sure it was a delicious meal." She whispered kissing the top of her Granny's head and stormed out to the pool house.
Granny bit her lip. "Oh dear. Well, I'll just make her a little plate for when she isn't angry." She began to get up.
"No." Sandra stated angrily. "She walked out on dinner and that was her fault."
"No, you forced her out." Granny stated just as angrily. "I hate to say it my dear, but you are acting like a spoiled little brat, and I will not have my first great grand-baby treated that way."
Everyone was shocked that Granny could even speak that way, especially to one of her own grandchildren.
"Everyone get your meal and find a place to eat. I need to speak to Sandra in private." Granny continued. Her normally kind eyes darted around the room. "Go on, git!"
Everyone immediately scooped on whatever they needed and scurried away to a room far away from that one.
"I have never seen an old woman get that angry." Ryan whispered as they ran through the kitchen with an extra plate in hand.
Seth looked completely shocked. "I have never seen her yell before."
Ryan shivered as they walked into the pool house. "Creepy."
Seth looked around the room, to find it was completely empty. "Where did Vickie go?"
Ryan walked to the washroom and tried to open the door which was locked tight. "Vickie. Open the door."
A sniffed immerged from behind the door. "No. Go away Ryan, I'm not in the mood."
Seth sat all three plates on a table and stood beside Ryan obediently. "We brought some dinner with us." He replied in hopes of temping her.
"I'm not hungry. Can you please leave so I can wallow?"
"Granny is yelling at your mom for acting bitchy." Seth replied in a sing song voice.
Vickie opened the door a crack. "Seth, that's wonderful, it truly is." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm. "But I'm going out." She opened the door to reveal herself in a bikini and a pair of cut off shorts.
Seth stepped out of the way. "Wait! Where are you going?"
"Summer's party, it's supposed to be awesome. Now if you will excuse me . . ." She said walking towards the door.
"Funny. Which Summer exactly? Are we talking the season or. . ." Seth asked frowning.
Vickie nodded. "Roberts, a fiery petite brunette, she goes to your school or something like that. I met her at the mall last year and went to a couple parties with her and your next door neighbor." She shrugged nonchalantly. "I kept in touch with her through e-mail and stuff. She found out I was in town and invited me to a party, and I'm going."
"You really shouldn't go. Think of the children!" Seth said grabbing onto Vickie's arm and pulling her away from the door.
Vickie frowned and shook off Seth's hands. "Ryan, what is really going on here?"
"He had this thing with Summer around Christmakah involving another girl . . ." Ryan began to explain.
"Oh! So you're the jerk-off that ran off on New Years Eve, with a bleach blond bimbo who looked like her head fell into a lawn mower!" Vickie laughed. "Seth, you were really stupid."
Seth pouted.
"You really don't want me to go?" Vickie sighed rolling her eyes.
"No, you should go." Seth sighed.
Vickie shook her head. "Come on Ryan." She laughed, grabbing onto his arm.
"Wait!" Seth said jumping up. "You're taking him with you?"
"Yes. Are you coming?"
~*~
"How the hell did you convince us to go to a party which is being thrown by someone who absolutely hates me?" Seth asked as they walked up to the front door to Summer's father's mansion.
Vickie shook her head. "She doesn't hate you. You broke her heart." She grabbed his hand and smiled. "I'm like Cupid; I'm bringing people together that belong together."
Ryan smiled as he pushed open the door.
"Thank you, good sir." She laughed winking at Ryan. "Well, I'm off to get drunk and find a cute guy from Newport, but first, Seth and I will find our hostess. Ryan, I suggest you find your girlfriend."
Ryan laughed waving to Seth who was flailing, trying to escape Vickie's grip on his wrist and possibly Summer's wrath.
Ryan looked around the room. "If I were Marissa, where would I be?" He asked himself. Before Christmas, she would have been at the keg, but she had promised to stop doing that. Marissa didn't like most of the people that were here, so she was probably with Summer. "Hey! Wait up!" He yelled pushing past some of the people on the makeshift dance floor towards Vickie and Seth.
Vickie smirked. "Glad you could join us Ryan."
"Weren't you looking for Marissa?" Seth asked still struggling with the girl's grasp on his wrist.
Ryan smiled as he saw Marissa standing, rather bored beside Summer who was talking to random people by the pool. "I just found her." He said pointing at her.
Seth laughed, but soon realized she was beside Summer and began to dig his heels into the ground, which however, was no use.
As soon as Marissa spotted Ryan, they were off, leaving Seth and Vickie standing in front of Summer.
"Sum!" Vickie squealed giving her a squeeze.
"Vick!" Summer squealed in a similar way squeezing her back and looking over her shoulder seeing Seth let go immediately. "Ew! Cohen."
The smile on Vickie's face disappeared. "Don't do that."
Summer shook her head. "Do what?"
"Ew! Cohen. Don't do that." Vickie mimicked.
Summer looked shocked. "What why?"
Vickie threw her arm over Seth's shoulder. "Second cousins."
Summer's jaw dropped. "You aren't a Cohen. You're a Walsh!"
Vickie rubbed her face. "If we're going to go over this I'm going to need a drink." She looked over at the guy who stood near her. "Thanks." She said taking the drink from his hands and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.
Summer shook her head. "You're related to Cohen?"
Seth grinned and threw her arm over Vickie's shoulder. "Yup."
"Look he's sorry about New Year's Eve. Really sorry. I know you still like him. So my only advice is to be together." Vickie explained.
Summer frowned. "How do you know about . . .?"
Vickie sighed. "Sum, I know all. Besides Seth is my favourite second cousin. He makes stupid decisions but he's an all around good guy." Vickie smiled. "Okay my job is done. So the cute guys are this way? Thanks." She winked and flipping her dark hair over her shoulder.
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* A/N: I had to add a party in there! It's the classic Newport party and it wouldn't be the OC without the classic Newport party! So I had to add it in there. Also, I thought Granny kicking some butt would be lots of fun too!!
Review!
~Toodles!!
At first glance, Seth was the stereotypical nerdy guy in your science class. He was the guy you would only talk to if you desperately needed good notes to barely pass your exam. But from Ryan's perspective, Seth was one of the coolest guys around this preppy hell hole. Ok, sure Seth could have his . . . quirks; his tedious ramblings, his never ending list of original holidays and words and his unusual way of getting him stuck into situations that Ryan had no clue how to get him out of; but all around, he was a great guy. Seth was funny, close to his family, spontaneous, and once you got him to shut up, he was a great listener.
Ryan smiled as he watched from the top of the stairs as Seth whipped open the front door to welcome his family into the house. Seth, out of all the people Ryan knew, deserved to be liked; to be popular, no matter how cliché or how much he hated the people who were.
"Uncle Max!" Seth grinned as a large man walked into the house slapping Seth on the back.
The man shook his head. "My favourite nephew Seth; you've grown! Last time I saw you, you could have been mistaken for a munchkin!" Max walked past Seth and murmured, so Ryan could barely hear, "And you had the voice to match too."
Ryan snickered. Yet another thing he could use against Seth. A few years back not only did he look like he belonged in the Wizard of Oz, he sounded the part too. He couldn't wait to meet Max; he seemed to know a lot about his good friend Seth.
The twins pushed past Ryan sticking their tongues out as they past. "Uncle Maxwell!" They screamed jumping on him.
Ryan rolled his eyes. Jesus, did those girls have everyone in the family wrapped around their little fingers or what? They were like brunette mini- Hollys; and it scared him half to death.
He walked down the stairs and stood beside Vickie and Seth, figuring it was probably the safest place.
"Ah ha!" Uncle Max smirked as he pried the twins off of him, his deep brown eyes settling on Ryan. "My newest nephew; come here!" He opened his arms grabbing Ryan into a head lock and roughly rubbing his knuckles into his scalp, ignoring Ryan's yelps and arm's flailing.
The twins giggled as the skipped out of the room with some of their cousins as Max let go of Ryan's head, letting him stand up straight; his hair resembling a wind storm. He rubbed his temples eying 'Uncle Max'.
"Ryan? Am I right?" Max smiled, sticking his hand out. "Put 'er there!" He said gripping Ryan's hand, outmatching Ryan's strength, squeezing it tightly and shaking it roughly.
Ryan smiled and nodded, taking a deep breath as he cracked his knuckles softly.
Uncle Max leaned over to Seth and loudly asked, "Is he a mute, or just daft?"
Seth looked shocked as his Uncle asked that. "Neither, just quiet."
Uncle Max shook his head, for once looking extremely serious. "Never trust a quiet man, you never know what he's thinking, that's what I always said." He broke out into a smile and slapped Ryan on the back, knocking the wind out of him. "Maybe he just needs to warm up to us."
Vickie scoffed. "Uncle Max, you're scaring him. Hell you scared my boyfriend last time I came down."
Uncle Max's jaw dropped. "I did not scare him!"
"He specifically said "I'm going home early. Your Uncle Max scares me," at dinner!" Vickie said giving him a squeeze and walking out the foyer.
Ryan looked over at Seth questioningly, only to find him nodded and chuckling at a memory from last year.
Uncle Max then handed Ryan his wallet shaking his head. "You're a smart kid Ryan. No hundreds in your wallet. Smart." He patted his cheek and began to walk towards the kitchen murmuring something that sounded like, "Hm . . . mom is baking."
~*~
Ryan shook his head lying in the pool house. Ok, he was going to go through this slowly so he could remember them all. First there was Granny and Grandpa Cohen, who didn't want him under any circumstances to call them sir or mam, then the twins, Lucy and Laura, which he could tell apart by their eyes, Laura had really dark ones, Lucy had lighter ones . . . or was it the other way around? Then there was Vickie, who was really nice, but a bit of a slob. He sat up and eyed her side of his pool house. She was here for less than twelve hours and she had clothes everywhere.
He rolled over onto his stomach. Cousin Sandra didn't like him much. The only time she had actually spoken civilly to him was when he was helping her take some of her shopping bags into the house, which were also thrown across the pool house. Vickie and she had a major hissy fit after Vickie had found out that her mother had replaced her favorite T-shirt or something.
Then Uncle Max, whom he was a little leery about; like he was a nice guy, a little rough, whom he could deal with but something about him kind of gave him the creeps. Uncle Max was supposed to bring his new girlfriend but supposedly they had an argument and she didn't come at the last minute. Uncle Max had six kids. Six! Ryan couldn't name them, but they seemed nice enough.
One was little, about four; a girl with big green eyes. The next three were boys, somewhere in the ages of seven to ten and a girl who was twelve, like the twins, who didn't like Ryan either. Ryan was convinced she was influenced by the twins. And the last was a fourteen year old boy who stayed mostly in the den reading. Ryan was intrigued by him. Every single one of them had dark brown curly hair, although not to the effect of Seth's.
Ryan rolled over again feeling something poke him hard in the rib cage. He frowned and pulled whatever it was, out from under him.
"Vickie!" He yelled; a black lacy bra clenched into his fist.
She stepped out of the washroom in towel frowning. "Yeah?" She asked rolling her eyes.
He quickly turned away from his new second-cousin covering his eyes. He definitely did not want to see her like that.
She sighed. "Ryan, we aren't blood related; it isn't incest. Could you please get whatever you needed to tell me over with so I could get back to my shower?"
He quickly tossed the bra over this shoulder at her. "Please, could you keep your unmentionables on your side of the room? I have no idea if, or when my girlfriend may drop by, and I don't need to be breaking up with her over your bras."
Vickie bent down to grab her bra. "Oh yeah. Seth told me you were going out with the Cooper chick." She shook her head as she walked into the washroom. "I still think Luke and her were a cute couple."
Ryan rolled his eyes. "Thanks for the support." He walked back to his bed and leaned back onto his elbows.
"Oh!" Vickie said poking her head out of the door peeking around the corner. "I usually go for a run after dinner and my stupid mother doesn't want me to go alone because she is afraid I'll get lost. I would ask Seth to go with me, but he isn't very, athletically inclined. Do you want to come?"
Ryan turned around and shrugged. "Sure, sounds good."
Vickie smiled. "Cool."
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Ryan smiled as he sat down to a real dinner that Granny prepared throughout the course of the long, stressful day. Seth rubbed his hands together as he watched the plates of food being set onto the table, murmuring, "My dream is almost complete."
Ryan nudged Seth bringing him out of la la land and back to reality where his mother was sitting across from him eying him nervously.
"Ok. Go ahead." Granny said from the doorway taking off the blue apron she head brought along with her.
"WAIT!" Someone yelled at the end of the table, making everyone's head turn towards it.
"We should say grace!" One of the twins smiled, eying Ryan.
Seth frowned. "Lucy, we never say grace around here."
They both pouted. "Mommy started making us say grace before our dinner because she wants the baby to come into a pure home."
Kirsten awkwardly smiled and nodded. "Go on."
Lucy grinned and bowed her head folding her hands; everyone followed suit. "May God bless everyone's soul; especially Ryan, whose deeds we can never be sure of, as we welcome him into our family. Amen."
Seth, Vickie and Ryan swallowed nervously looking down at the twins, at the other end of the table who waved at them. "Evil. Evil. Evil!" Ryan whispered between gritted teeth, nudging Seth hard in the side.
Vickie shook her head and accepted the potatoes from Uncle Max, who was talking to his sons. "I don't know how something so evil could say grace without flinching." She passed them to Ryan who shrugged.
"They have been hinting around me in jail all day." Ryan said taking a big scoop of mashed potatoes and handing them to Seth. "Like I was helping Grandpa with taking out the trash, and they asked me if the jails in Chino were nice!"
Seth handed the potatoes to one of his cousins and frowned. "Are they nice?"
Vickie frowned and leaned across Ryan to punch Seth in the shoulder.
"Victoria Walsh!" Her mother growled from beside Kirsten. "Don't hit Seth! I would expect better behavior from a sixteen year old."
"Sandra it was just a j_" Seth started; only to be cut off by a harsh frown.
Sandra's attention was drawn back to her daughter. "You do it again and you will be driving back with me tomorrow."
"Thanks mom, I just lost my appetite." Vickie yelled pushing herself away from the table. "Thanks Granny, I'm sure it was a delicious meal." She whispered kissing the top of her Granny's head and stormed out to the pool house.
Granny bit her lip. "Oh dear. Well, I'll just make her a little plate for when she isn't angry." She began to get up.
"No." Sandra stated angrily. "She walked out on dinner and that was her fault."
"No, you forced her out." Granny stated just as angrily. "I hate to say it my dear, but you are acting like a spoiled little brat, and I will not have my first great grand-baby treated that way."
Everyone was shocked that Granny could even speak that way, especially to one of her own grandchildren.
"Everyone get your meal and find a place to eat. I need to speak to Sandra in private." Granny continued. Her normally kind eyes darted around the room. "Go on, git!"
Everyone immediately scooped on whatever they needed and scurried away to a room far away from that one.
"I have never seen an old woman get that angry." Ryan whispered as they ran through the kitchen with an extra plate in hand.
Seth looked completely shocked. "I have never seen her yell before."
Ryan shivered as they walked into the pool house. "Creepy."
Seth looked around the room, to find it was completely empty. "Where did Vickie go?"
Ryan walked to the washroom and tried to open the door which was locked tight. "Vickie. Open the door."
A sniffed immerged from behind the door. "No. Go away Ryan, I'm not in the mood."
Seth sat all three plates on a table and stood beside Ryan obediently. "We brought some dinner with us." He replied in hopes of temping her.
"I'm not hungry. Can you please leave so I can wallow?"
"Granny is yelling at your mom for acting bitchy." Seth replied in a sing song voice.
Vickie opened the door a crack. "Seth, that's wonderful, it truly is." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm. "But I'm going out." She opened the door to reveal herself in a bikini and a pair of cut off shorts.
Seth stepped out of the way. "Wait! Where are you going?"
"Summer's party, it's supposed to be awesome. Now if you will excuse me . . ." She said walking towards the door.
"Funny. Which Summer exactly? Are we talking the season or. . ." Seth asked frowning.
Vickie nodded. "Roberts, a fiery petite brunette, she goes to your school or something like that. I met her at the mall last year and went to a couple parties with her and your next door neighbor." She shrugged nonchalantly. "I kept in touch with her through e-mail and stuff. She found out I was in town and invited me to a party, and I'm going."
"You really shouldn't go. Think of the children!" Seth said grabbing onto Vickie's arm and pulling her away from the door.
Vickie frowned and shook off Seth's hands. "Ryan, what is really going on here?"
"He had this thing with Summer around Christmakah involving another girl . . ." Ryan began to explain.
"Oh! So you're the jerk-off that ran off on New Years Eve, with a bleach blond bimbo who looked like her head fell into a lawn mower!" Vickie laughed. "Seth, you were really stupid."
Seth pouted.
"You really don't want me to go?" Vickie sighed rolling her eyes.
"No, you should go." Seth sighed.
Vickie shook her head. "Come on Ryan." She laughed, grabbing onto his arm.
"Wait!" Seth said jumping up. "You're taking him with you?"
"Yes. Are you coming?"
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"How the hell did you convince us to go to a party which is being thrown by someone who absolutely hates me?" Seth asked as they walked up to the front door to Summer's father's mansion.
Vickie shook her head. "She doesn't hate you. You broke her heart." She grabbed his hand and smiled. "I'm like Cupid; I'm bringing people together that belong together."
Ryan smiled as he pushed open the door.
"Thank you, good sir." She laughed winking at Ryan. "Well, I'm off to get drunk and find a cute guy from Newport, but first, Seth and I will find our hostess. Ryan, I suggest you find your girlfriend."
Ryan laughed waving to Seth who was flailing, trying to escape Vickie's grip on his wrist and possibly Summer's wrath.
Ryan looked around the room. "If I were Marissa, where would I be?" He asked himself. Before Christmas, she would have been at the keg, but she had promised to stop doing that. Marissa didn't like most of the people that were here, so she was probably with Summer. "Hey! Wait up!" He yelled pushing past some of the people on the makeshift dance floor towards Vickie and Seth.
Vickie smirked. "Glad you could join us Ryan."
"Weren't you looking for Marissa?" Seth asked still struggling with the girl's grasp on his wrist.
Ryan smiled as he saw Marissa standing, rather bored beside Summer who was talking to random people by the pool. "I just found her." He said pointing at her.
Seth laughed, but soon realized she was beside Summer and began to dig his heels into the ground, which however, was no use.
As soon as Marissa spotted Ryan, they were off, leaving Seth and Vickie standing in front of Summer.
"Sum!" Vickie squealed giving her a squeeze.
"Vick!" Summer squealed in a similar way squeezing her back and looking over her shoulder seeing Seth let go immediately. "Ew! Cohen."
The smile on Vickie's face disappeared. "Don't do that."
Summer shook her head. "Do what?"
"Ew! Cohen. Don't do that." Vickie mimicked.
Summer looked shocked. "What why?"
Vickie threw her arm over Seth's shoulder. "Second cousins."
Summer's jaw dropped. "You aren't a Cohen. You're a Walsh!"
Vickie rubbed her face. "If we're going to go over this I'm going to need a drink." She looked over at the guy who stood near her. "Thanks." She said taking the drink from his hands and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.
Summer shook her head. "You're related to Cohen?"
Seth grinned and threw her arm over Vickie's shoulder. "Yup."
"Look he's sorry about New Year's Eve. Really sorry. I know you still like him. So my only advice is to be together." Vickie explained.
Summer frowned. "How do you know about . . .?"
Vickie sighed. "Sum, I know all. Besides Seth is my favourite second cousin. He makes stupid decisions but he's an all around good guy." Vickie smiled. "Okay my job is done. So the cute guys are this way? Thanks." She winked and flipping her dark hair over her shoulder.
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* A/N: I had to add a party in there! It's the classic Newport party and it wouldn't be the OC without the classic Newport party! So I had to add it in there. Also, I thought Granny kicking some butt would be lots of fun too!!
Review!
~Toodles!!