A/N- Sorry this update is long in coming guys, but here ya go!
Disclaimer- The O.C. characters belong to Fox, the lyrics belong to Trapt's "New Beginning."
Chapter Six
Too Real To Fake
~*~
Seth and Summer sat in the kitchen at the beach house, eating waffles and trying to think of what exactly to say to each other. Ryan was taking a shower, and Marissa was in her room listening to music. So it was just the two of them and a very obvious question that neither of them wanted to voice.
Finally, Summer had had enough. She forced her voice to sound casual.
"So…Anna, huh?"
"What about her?" Seth looked up at her, pushing a bite of waffle around in his syrup.
"You going to call her?"
Seth looked surprised.
"Uh…no, I thought that-"
"Because it's fine if you do. I don't care." Summer shrugged.
Seth raised his eyebrows.
"You don't?"
"If you're just dying to go out with her, go right ahead." Summer said somewhat spitefully.
Seth looked a little hurt.
"So, it wouldn't bother you AT ALL if I went on a date with Anna tonight?"
"No." Summer said stubbornly.
"Summer." Seth said impatiently.
"Do you want to go out with her?" Summer demanded.
Seth looked up at her.
"I won't call her if you admit that it would bother you if I did." He said, crossing his arms.
"Don't play your freaky little mind games with me, Cohen. You do whatever you want." Summer threw the rest of her waffles away, stomping up the stairs.
Seth looked after her, smiling slightly.
~*~
Summer slammed the door to their room, making Marissa look up with a start.
"Aarrgh!" Summer flopped down on the bed next to her friend with an angry groan.
"Uh, Summer, if you want to borrow my Midol, just ask." Marissa laughed.
"Shut up." Summer rolled her eyes.
"What's the matter?" Marissa rolled onto her stomach, looking at her friend.
"Nothing. Just…nothing." Summer shook her head.
"Come on, tell me." Marissa goaded.
"No, never mind. It's nothing."
"Um, yeah right."
Summer pulled her hair back into a ponytail, sighing.
"What do you think of that Anna girl?" She finally said.
Marissa shrugged.
"Besides a truly unfortunate haircut, she seems nice enough. Why?"
"Just…I think she's kinda annoying, and I just was wondering what you thought."
"She's okay, I guess. Perfect for Seth. I mean a girl who reads comic books? Come on."
"Who cares if she reads comic books? How does that make her perfect for him?" Summer said.
"Seriously, what's wrong?"
"Nothing!! It's just, what was with her today? 'Oh, right. The girl who didn't have a date.' Summer mimicked Anna with an angry look on her face.
"And she practically demanded Seth ask her out…I mean, how weird is that?"
A look of shocked realization suddenly appeared on Marissa's face.
"Do I detect…jealousy?" She asked, smiling.
"No!" Summer said quickly.
Marissa shook her head.
"Whatever." She said with a small smile, putting her headphones back on.
~*~
The four of them sat around the dinner table later that night, eating pizza.
"You know what we should do? There's a carnival on the boardwalk. That might be kinda fun." Marissa suggested.
"Oh, yeah! I saw that driving in! We should go!" Seth agreed.
"Don't you have a date?" Summer said bitterly, picking the pepperonis off her pizza.
"No, I never called her." Seth said, looking up at Summer.
There was a long silence.
"So…carnival then?" Marissa said, trying to abate the tension.
"Sounds great." Ryan agreed.
Seth was still looking at Summer.
"Summer, can I talk to you for a second?"
"Sure. Talk away." Summer shrugged, not moving.
"Alone?" Seth continued.
Ryan and Marissa exchanged a look.
"Fine, whatever, Geek Boy." Summer said, rolling her eyes and following Seth out of the kitchen.
~*~
"First of all," Seth spun to face her once they were in the entertainment room alone, "Stop calling me that. And second of all, what are you so pissed off about?"
Summer didn't reply, just stood there with her arms crossed.
"I didn't call her!" Seth said, throwing his arms out in frustration.
"I know you didn't." Summer practically spat.
"Then why are you mad?"
"You wanted to call her." Summer said quietly.
"No, I didn't!"
"Yes, you did. I saw your face. You let her write down the number, you let her be all flirty, and you didn't do anything about it."
"Oh, I'm sorry, was I supposed to wearing my "I'm With Summer" sandwich board? Because I thought that was a tad much." Seth shrugged.
"Don't be a jerk." Summer rolled her eyes.
"I'm not! You're the one who didn't want to tell anyone about us! So that's what I was doing!"
"Do you like her?" Summer suddenly asked.
Seth sighed dramatically. He took Summer by the upper arms, making her look at him.
"Summer, listen to me. I've been in love with you since I was nine years old. I don't know why, but it's true. You've been the only person I ever wanted as my girlfriend since before I even liked girls. That's never going to change. So believe me when I say, you have nothing to worry about."
Summer looked up at him, blinking quickly and hating herself for tearing up again. She was so damn emotional this week.
"You are officially impossible to stay mad at." Summer smiled, kissing him.
When they broke apart, Seth tucked her hair behind one ear.
"So we're okay?" He said, smiling.
"We're okay… when did you get so suave, Cohen?" Summer grinned.
"I've always been suave somewhere deep down; just never had anyone to be suave for." Seth shrugged.
"Well, now you do."
"Now I do." Seth smiled back.
~*~
"Man, this place is really wild." Seth said sarcastically, taking a big bite of cotton candy.
"Yeah, no kidding. All this ballon-buying and face-painting…it's out of CONTROL." Marissa grinned.
"I hate clowns." Summer grimaced when they passed by one selling balloons.
"Me too. It's like, dude, you can not be THAT happy all the time." Seth nodded.
Ryan laughed, smiling happily. He had never actually been to a carnival growing up, but he decided not to tell them that. He always felt like he was fishing for sympathy whenever he spoke of his childhood.
"You okay, Ryan?" Marissa looked at his suddenly stoic expression.
"Yeah…yeah, just thinking." Ryan said quickly.
"I gotta pee." Summer said suddenly.
"Thanks for sharing." Marissa shook her head.
"Sure. Where's the bathroom?"
"I think over there." Seth pointed behind the Ferris wheel.
"All right, I'll be right back." Summer hurried off.
~*~
Summer washed her hands, fixing her hair from her reflection in the slightly dingy mirror. Suddenly, the stall door behind her opened.
"Hey, Summer."
It was Anna. Summer felt her fists clench her sides.
"Is Seth here?" Anna asked, fixing her make up at the sink next to Summer.
"Yes." Summer said through gritted teeth.
"Great!" Anna smiled, going to walk out the door.
"Anna, wait." Summer said suddenly.
Anna turned to face her, looking confused.
"What?"
"We need to talk."
"About what?" Anna looked disinterested.
Summer took a deep breath. She realized this would be the first person she had said anything to about her and Seth. She realized that Anna would tell other people, and it would probably get back to all the friends Summer had worked so hard to impress. But suddenly, she just didn't care.
"It's about Seth. And me." Summer began.
~*~
The pressure is building I want to break away
Motivation is lacking the point starts to fade
I look to the bottom still empty still the same
I'm waiting for something to show me the way
To the path that I should take, it's just too real to go ahead and fake
Every step that I make
Name your price I would give anything
I've seen too many throw it away
Do I see just one small chance to be myself to try and make it last
~*~
A/N- Please leave me a nice, long review! The next chapter is coming shortly-don't forget about the summer finale of The O.C. this Tuesday, I've heard there's a lot of Seth/Summer!
Disclaimer- The O.C. characters belong to Fox, the lyrics belong to Trapt's "New Beginning."
Chapter Six
Too Real To Fake
~*~
Seth and Summer sat in the kitchen at the beach house, eating waffles and trying to think of what exactly to say to each other. Ryan was taking a shower, and Marissa was in her room listening to music. So it was just the two of them and a very obvious question that neither of them wanted to voice.
Finally, Summer had had enough. She forced her voice to sound casual.
"So…Anna, huh?"
"What about her?" Seth looked up at her, pushing a bite of waffle around in his syrup.
"You going to call her?"
Seth looked surprised.
"Uh…no, I thought that-"
"Because it's fine if you do. I don't care." Summer shrugged.
Seth raised his eyebrows.
"You don't?"
"If you're just dying to go out with her, go right ahead." Summer said somewhat spitefully.
Seth looked a little hurt.
"So, it wouldn't bother you AT ALL if I went on a date with Anna tonight?"
"No." Summer said stubbornly.
"Summer." Seth said impatiently.
"Do you want to go out with her?" Summer demanded.
Seth looked up at her.
"I won't call her if you admit that it would bother you if I did." He said, crossing his arms.
"Don't play your freaky little mind games with me, Cohen. You do whatever you want." Summer threw the rest of her waffles away, stomping up the stairs.
Seth looked after her, smiling slightly.
~*~
Summer slammed the door to their room, making Marissa look up with a start.
"Aarrgh!" Summer flopped down on the bed next to her friend with an angry groan.
"Uh, Summer, if you want to borrow my Midol, just ask." Marissa laughed.
"Shut up." Summer rolled her eyes.
"What's the matter?" Marissa rolled onto her stomach, looking at her friend.
"Nothing. Just…nothing." Summer shook her head.
"Come on, tell me." Marissa goaded.
"No, never mind. It's nothing."
"Um, yeah right."
Summer pulled her hair back into a ponytail, sighing.
"What do you think of that Anna girl?" She finally said.
Marissa shrugged.
"Besides a truly unfortunate haircut, she seems nice enough. Why?"
"Just…I think she's kinda annoying, and I just was wondering what you thought."
"She's okay, I guess. Perfect for Seth. I mean a girl who reads comic books? Come on."
"Who cares if she reads comic books? How does that make her perfect for him?" Summer said.
"Seriously, what's wrong?"
"Nothing!! It's just, what was with her today? 'Oh, right. The girl who didn't have a date.' Summer mimicked Anna with an angry look on her face.
"And she practically demanded Seth ask her out…I mean, how weird is that?"
A look of shocked realization suddenly appeared on Marissa's face.
"Do I detect…jealousy?" She asked, smiling.
"No!" Summer said quickly.
Marissa shook her head.
"Whatever." She said with a small smile, putting her headphones back on.
~*~
The four of them sat around the dinner table later that night, eating pizza.
"You know what we should do? There's a carnival on the boardwalk. That might be kinda fun." Marissa suggested.
"Oh, yeah! I saw that driving in! We should go!" Seth agreed.
"Don't you have a date?" Summer said bitterly, picking the pepperonis off her pizza.
"No, I never called her." Seth said, looking up at Summer.
There was a long silence.
"So…carnival then?" Marissa said, trying to abate the tension.
"Sounds great." Ryan agreed.
Seth was still looking at Summer.
"Summer, can I talk to you for a second?"
"Sure. Talk away." Summer shrugged, not moving.
"Alone?" Seth continued.
Ryan and Marissa exchanged a look.
"Fine, whatever, Geek Boy." Summer said, rolling her eyes and following Seth out of the kitchen.
~*~
"First of all," Seth spun to face her once they were in the entertainment room alone, "Stop calling me that. And second of all, what are you so pissed off about?"
Summer didn't reply, just stood there with her arms crossed.
"I didn't call her!" Seth said, throwing his arms out in frustration.
"I know you didn't." Summer practically spat.
"Then why are you mad?"
"You wanted to call her." Summer said quietly.
"No, I didn't!"
"Yes, you did. I saw your face. You let her write down the number, you let her be all flirty, and you didn't do anything about it."
"Oh, I'm sorry, was I supposed to wearing my "I'm With Summer" sandwich board? Because I thought that was a tad much." Seth shrugged.
"Don't be a jerk." Summer rolled her eyes.
"I'm not! You're the one who didn't want to tell anyone about us! So that's what I was doing!"
"Do you like her?" Summer suddenly asked.
Seth sighed dramatically. He took Summer by the upper arms, making her look at him.
"Summer, listen to me. I've been in love with you since I was nine years old. I don't know why, but it's true. You've been the only person I ever wanted as my girlfriend since before I even liked girls. That's never going to change. So believe me when I say, you have nothing to worry about."
Summer looked up at him, blinking quickly and hating herself for tearing up again. She was so damn emotional this week.
"You are officially impossible to stay mad at." Summer smiled, kissing him.
When they broke apart, Seth tucked her hair behind one ear.
"So we're okay?" He said, smiling.
"We're okay… when did you get so suave, Cohen?" Summer grinned.
"I've always been suave somewhere deep down; just never had anyone to be suave for." Seth shrugged.
"Well, now you do."
"Now I do." Seth smiled back.
~*~
"Man, this place is really wild." Seth said sarcastically, taking a big bite of cotton candy.
"Yeah, no kidding. All this ballon-buying and face-painting…it's out of CONTROL." Marissa grinned.
"I hate clowns." Summer grimaced when they passed by one selling balloons.
"Me too. It's like, dude, you can not be THAT happy all the time." Seth nodded.
Ryan laughed, smiling happily. He had never actually been to a carnival growing up, but he decided not to tell them that. He always felt like he was fishing for sympathy whenever he spoke of his childhood.
"You okay, Ryan?" Marissa looked at his suddenly stoic expression.
"Yeah…yeah, just thinking." Ryan said quickly.
"I gotta pee." Summer said suddenly.
"Thanks for sharing." Marissa shook her head.
"Sure. Where's the bathroom?"
"I think over there." Seth pointed behind the Ferris wheel.
"All right, I'll be right back." Summer hurried off.
~*~
Summer washed her hands, fixing her hair from her reflection in the slightly dingy mirror. Suddenly, the stall door behind her opened.
"Hey, Summer."
It was Anna. Summer felt her fists clench her sides.
"Is Seth here?" Anna asked, fixing her make up at the sink next to Summer.
"Yes." Summer said through gritted teeth.
"Great!" Anna smiled, going to walk out the door.
"Anna, wait." Summer said suddenly.
Anna turned to face her, looking confused.
"What?"
"We need to talk."
"About what?" Anna looked disinterested.
Summer took a deep breath. She realized this would be the first person she had said anything to about her and Seth. She realized that Anna would tell other people, and it would probably get back to all the friends Summer had worked so hard to impress. But suddenly, she just didn't care.
"It's about Seth. And me." Summer began.
~*~
The pressure is building I want to break away
Motivation is lacking the point starts to fade
I look to the bottom still empty still the same
I'm waiting for something to show me the way
To the path that I should take, it's just too real to go ahead and fake
Every step that I make
Name your price I would give anything
I've seen too many throw it away
Do I see just one small chance to be myself to try and make it last
~*~
A/N- Please leave me a nice, long review! The next chapter is coming shortly-don't forget about the summer finale of The O.C. this Tuesday, I've heard there's a lot of Seth/Summer!