Title - Home
Rating - G for this part.
Disclaimer - Unfortunately, the OC does not belong to me. However if it did, it wouldn't be the OC
Summary - Completely AU. Seth and Summer make their individual ways back to Newport after 8 years only to find that some things never change.
Genre - Romance/Angst
Author's Note - Sorry about the shortness of this chapter but life is intervening. I have an essay due and of course I haven't written a single word. I'll update soon to make-up for this I swear.
Chapter 6 - Beginnings
Seth had never imagined he would ever find a woman as captivating as Summer. Until he had met her. Well, she wasn't a woman exactly, a girl would be more realistic, a baby if you really wanted to be all-technical about it. But in the two weeks since they had been properly introduced, Serena Roberts had slowly but surely wrapped Seth Cohen around her little finger. And never had there been a more happier wrapped-around-the-finger man. Serena beckoned and Seth scrambled. Serena pouted and Seth melted. Serena demanded and Seth provided. It really was the most mutually beneficial relationship. Serena had found the first man she would ever love and Seth had found the only other woman he would ever love. Except his mother of course. But her place was so secure; she wasn't even on the list. It went without saying that Kirsten really didn't need to know that specific detail. It might lead to her baking in joy.
Summer watched the only two people who mattered to her now gamboling in the sand. Serena was a happy, gurgling 2-year old and though Seth generally functioned best when he was reliving his teens, reliving his 2-year old self had its perks. There really wasn't much of a difference anyway. Summer giggled. Now, there was a match made in heaven. She turned her gaze away from the frolicking twosome to the turbulent sea. The sea always seemed to pick up her moods and as the waves grew higher and more violent, Summer's thoughts became more confused and complex. What in the world was she going to do? She had planned to flee Newport as soon as possible. But Seth made all thoughts of fleeing really difficult. He had been perfect. Actually, he had been Seth. But since the day she had seen him again, the two had been interchangeable.
For 8 years, she had built walls around her. Slowly, painstakingly, built high, solid walls that were now crumbling by the hour and Summer didn't quite know what to do about it. She wasn't sure if she was ready to have anyone other than Serena in her life. But seeing Seth made her want to be ready. Made her want the life she had thought had died in Newport. It scared her, terrified her more than anything. But going away and not seeing Seth again scared her too, terrified her more than anything.
"Talked to Marissa yet?" Seth tossed at her as he settled down beside her. He was always careful to keep a safe distance. Something told him she needed her space.
"No. But I talk to her minions over and over. I feel like I know them and hate them."
"Minions-hate. Awesome. You should join Ryan's club. The 'I HATE Marissa's Minions So Much It Hurts' Club. Currently, he's the president, secretary, treasurer and sole member. It's cool. They have parties and everything. Well, pity parties actually but that's a minor matter. I can get you in. I have connections," Seth finished authoritatively.
In response, Summer gave her first real full-blown smile and Seth forgot all other thoughts that had been forming, rambling and rational.
"So I was thinking," Seth began uncertainly, recollecting his scattered wits. "Don't look at me like that! I think! All the time!"
"That's the problem!" Summer shot back.
"Funny, Roberts! Real funny!"
"Thanks, Cohen. I aim to amuse"
They looked at each other, mildly stunned. Her easy use of his last name had been missing these past few weeks. The way it had rolled off her tongue now like it had so often, so many years ago, took them both off guard. They were going back to what they had been. Maybe this time, they would both be brave enough to face what they could have become.
Rating - G for this part.
Disclaimer - Unfortunately, the OC does not belong to me. However if it did, it wouldn't be the OC
Summary - Completely AU. Seth and Summer make their individual ways back to Newport after 8 years only to find that some things never change.
Genre - Romance/Angst
Author's Note - Sorry about the shortness of this chapter but life is intervening. I have an essay due and of course I haven't written a single word. I'll update soon to make-up for this I swear.
Chapter 6 - Beginnings
Seth had never imagined he would ever find a woman as captivating as Summer. Until he had met her. Well, she wasn't a woman exactly, a girl would be more realistic, a baby if you really wanted to be all-technical about it. But in the two weeks since they had been properly introduced, Serena Roberts had slowly but surely wrapped Seth Cohen around her little finger. And never had there been a more happier wrapped-around-the-finger man. Serena beckoned and Seth scrambled. Serena pouted and Seth melted. Serena demanded and Seth provided. It really was the most mutually beneficial relationship. Serena had found the first man she would ever love and Seth had found the only other woman he would ever love. Except his mother of course. But her place was so secure; she wasn't even on the list. It went without saying that Kirsten really didn't need to know that specific detail. It might lead to her baking in joy.
Summer watched the only two people who mattered to her now gamboling in the sand. Serena was a happy, gurgling 2-year old and though Seth generally functioned best when he was reliving his teens, reliving his 2-year old self had its perks. There really wasn't much of a difference anyway. Summer giggled. Now, there was a match made in heaven. She turned her gaze away from the frolicking twosome to the turbulent sea. The sea always seemed to pick up her moods and as the waves grew higher and more violent, Summer's thoughts became more confused and complex. What in the world was she going to do? She had planned to flee Newport as soon as possible. But Seth made all thoughts of fleeing really difficult. He had been perfect. Actually, he had been Seth. But since the day she had seen him again, the two had been interchangeable.
For 8 years, she had built walls around her. Slowly, painstakingly, built high, solid walls that were now crumbling by the hour and Summer didn't quite know what to do about it. She wasn't sure if she was ready to have anyone other than Serena in her life. But seeing Seth made her want to be ready. Made her want the life she had thought had died in Newport. It scared her, terrified her more than anything. But going away and not seeing Seth again scared her too, terrified her more than anything.
"Talked to Marissa yet?" Seth tossed at her as he settled down beside her. He was always careful to keep a safe distance. Something told him she needed her space.
"No. But I talk to her minions over and over. I feel like I know them and hate them."
"Minions-hate. Awesome. You should join Ryan's club. The 'I HATE Marissa's Minions So Much It Hurts' Club. Currently, he's the president, secretary, treasurer and sole member. It's cool. They have parties and everything. Well, pity parties actually but that's a minor matter. I can get you in. I have connections," Seth finished authoritatively.
In response, Summer gave her first real full-blown smile and Seth forgot all other thoughts that had been forming, rambling and rational.
"So I was thinking," Seth began uncertainly, recollecting his scattered wits. "Don't look at me like that! I think! All the time!"
"That's the problem!" Summer shot back.
"Funny, Roberts! Real funny!"
"Thanks, Cohen. I aim to amuse"
They looked at each other, mildly stunned. Her easy use of his last name had been missing these past few weeks. The way it had rolled off her tongue now like it had so often, so many years ago, took them both off guard. They were going back to what they had been. Maybe this time, they would both be brave enough to face what they could have become.