Ryan walked out of the pool house shaking his head; so much for sleep.
"Nice song Ry. You could be the next American Idol. I could see it. Ryan Atwood and his first single soars to the top of the charts. Classic." Seth stood grinning slyly, waving his arms dramatically.
Ryan's jaw dropped. "Dude don't even think about it."
Seth shook his head. "Oh I wouldn't. But imagine how long Luke would hold that over your head. Actually, I'm a little broke right now; do you think he pays well for inside information?"
Ryan stared at him, his eyes intimidating Seth into shutting up. Seth shrugged and journeyed towards the kitchen.
"So, Summer and I were thinking of going to the boardwalk later tonight. Want to come?" Seth said shining his nails against his shirt and raising his eyebrows suggestively.
Ryan rolled his eyes.
Seth sighed and his shoulders slumped. "Ok, Marissa and Summer are going to the boardwalk and want both of us and Allison to go."
"That's what I thought." Ryan laughed opening the fridge and grabbing a coke and tossed one to Seth who uneasily caught it. "What time do we go?"
Summer slapped Seth's arm playfully. "I can't believe you said that Cohen!" Her jaw dropped and she pushed him away from him.
"What! I was being serious! I was wondering because I wanted to know if the backseat of Luke's pickup was comfortable! I was thinking of getting a truck like that!" Seth said raising his arms in surrender.
Summer rolled her eyes. "Sure you are."
Marissa giggled watching Seth and Summer bicker at each other. They had been for the last hour or so. But their words were drowned out by Ryan, who had barely said a word all night. "Is there something wrong Ryan?"
Ryan's eyes didn't move from the sunset that made the sky a red colour. "No." He licked his lips and leaned back on the palms of his hands. The fine sand tickled his fingertips. For a second his eyes strayed from the sunset to Allison who was walking at the edge of the water. "Not right now."
Marissa smiled, her eyes settled on Allison's profile. "Good." She whispered back.
Light footsteps walked behind them. Ryan turned around and saw Luke standing there with a questioning look on his face. "Marissa? What's going on here? Is that Summer and that fag?" He asked shading his eyes squinting staring over in the couples' direction. Seth had caught Summer in his arms after she had stolen his shoes.
Marissa whipped around. "Luke? I'm hanging out with my friends. What are you, my ex-boyfriend, doing here?" Marissa stressed the word ex-boyfriend; her eyes shot darts at him.
Luke nodded over his right shoulder. A bunch of water polo teammates came walking toward him. They're laughs were loud and drunken. They had just come from Holly's latest big bash.
Marissa bit her lip. She definitely didn't want a fight here; not now. "Ryan, go get you're sister. We'll go back to your place." She said getting up.
Luke stared off at Allison. He pointed at her. "Is that one of Chino's relatives? What are you trying to take over here?" he spat.
Ryan took a step in Luke's direction. "Leave her out of this."
"Ryan, don't" Marissa breathed. "Luke leave it."
Luke's eyes slid from Ryan to Marissa, knowing exactly whose side she was on. He looked over to Allison's direction. He spoke, half laughing. "Fine, I leave her alone. I just can't promise they won't." He pointed over to where Allison was where she was slowly getting swarmed by Luke's drunken buddies.
Allison looked around the group. The air around her was the stale smell of alcohol and vomit. The boys had formed a small circle around her. Their laughs echoed through her skull, making her stiff and rigid. There was no way out.
"Leave her alone!" Seth yelled pushing and shoving some of the off balance polo players out of the way.
"Go away fag." One of the taller guys slurred, pushing Seth into Ryan who barely moved.
Ryan pushed the guy hard in the chest. "He said leave her alone."
The guy regained his balance and took a step toward Ryan. "What? We were just going to have some fun with her!" The guy replied stumbling over his words in a rage. "You have a problem with that Chino?"
Luke jogged up beside his friend. "Leave her." He replied smirking. "You don't want to mess with Chino's sister. You don't know where that trash has been." Ryan's eyes flashed. The promise of staying out of trouble flew from his thoughts as his hands clenched into fists.
Before Ryan could even raise a hand to him, Luke was bleeding. His lip had been spilt and his eyes traveled to Allison, whose soft face had turned into stone. Ryan had never seen his sister even act remotely anything like that.
Luke's thumb went to his lip and stared at the tiny amount of blood on in. "If you weren't a girl." Luke muttered angrily.
Allison's eyes flashed. Ryan stared at her; no one called Allison a girl, she hated the term. "I'm not a girl, I'm from Chino. You want to hit me; hit me. I dare you."
Luke stared into her eyes and smirked, tempted at the offer.
"Touch her and I'll kick your ass Luke." Ryan growled at him pushing Allison behind him.
Luke rolled his eyes. "Come on let's go. The Chinos and their little friends don't want to play." He brushed past Ryan hitting his shoulder on the way out.
Ryan turned to Allison. "What the hell! I don't need you picking fights or me. I can do that myself." He exploded at her. He angrily ran a hand through his hair.
"I don't need you fighting my fights. I'm a big girl." Allison exploded back at him.
"You just got beat up by some trucker! I don't need you to get beat up by some water polo jerk off!"
"Ryan, calm down. Let's go home." Marissa said taking Ryan by the arm. "Ally doesn't need to be yelled at and you don't need to be yelled at either."
Allison rolled her eyes. "Why the hell did I come find you?!" She muttered before storming off towards the Range Rover.
Ryan blinked angrily and kicked at the sand. "Good question."
Seth patted Ryan's back as they watched Summer run after Allison making sure she didn't run off. "Just let her cool down. She's probably still angry at Luke. Like whenever you were angry at Luke you would be all brooding and . . ."
Ryan shot him a look that could kill.
"Ok dropping it. But that's only proving my point."
A/N: Ok, I'm throwing in the Luke factor because I'm certain he wouldn't be too pleased that Ryan has one of his siblings or relatives were living in Newport either. Besides I really like this story!
~ TOODLES!!
"Nice song Ry. You could be the next American Idol. I could see it. Ryan Atwood and his first single soars to the top of the charts. Classic." Seth stood grinning slyly, waving his arms dramatically.
Ryan's jaw dropped. "Dude don't even think about it."
Seth shook his head. "Oh I wouldn't. But imagine how long Luke would hold that over your head. Actually, I'm a little broke right now; do you think he pays well for inside information?"
Ryan stared at him, his eyes intimidating Seth into shutting up. Seth shrugged and journeyed towards the kitchen.
"So, Summer and I were thinking of going to the boardwalk later tonight. Want to come?" Seth said shining his nails against his shirt and raising his eyebrows suggestively.
Ryan rolled his eyes.
Seth sighed and his shoulders slumped. "Ok, Marissa and Summer are going to the boardwalk and want both of us and Allison to go."
"That's what I thought." Ryan laughed opening the fridge and grabbing a coke and tossed one to Seth who uneasily caught it. "What time do we go?"
Summer slapped Seth's arm playfully. "I can't believe you said that Cohen!" Her jaw dropped and she pushed him away from him.
"What! I was being serious! I was wondering because I wanted to know if the backseat of Luke's pickup was comfortable! I was thinking of getting a truck like that!" Seth said raising his arms in surrender.
Summer rolled her eyes. "Sure you are."
Marissa giggled watching Seth and Summer bicker at each other. They had been for the last hour or so. But their words were drowned out by Ryan, who had barely said a word all night. "Is there something wrong Ryan?"
Ryan's eyes didn't move from the sunset that made the sky a red colour. "No." He licked his lips and leaned back on the palms of his hands. The fine sand tickled his fingertips. For a second his eyes strayed from the sunset to Allison who was walking at the edge of the water. "Not right now."
Marissa smiled, her eyes settled on Allison's profile. "Good." She whispered back.
Light footsteps walked behind them. Ryan turned around and saw Luke standing there with a questioning look on his face. "Marissa? What's going on here? Is that Summer and that fag?" He asked shading his eyes squinting staring over in the couples' direction. Seth had caught Summer in his arms after she had stolen his shoes.
Marissa whipped around. "Luke? I'm hanging out with my friends. What are you, my ex-boyfriend, doing here?" Marissa stressed the word ex-boyfriend; her eyes shot darts at him.
Luke nodded over his right shoulder. A bunch of water polo teammates came walking toward him. They're laughs were loud and drunken. They had just come from Holly's latest big bash.
Marissa bit her lip. She definitely didn't want a fight here; not now. "Ryan, go get you're sister. We'll go back to your place." She said getting up.
Luke stared off at Allison. He pointed at her. "Is that one of Chino's relatives? What are you trying to take over here?" he spat.
Ryan took a step in Luke's direction. "Leave her out of this."
"Ryan, don't" Marissa breathed. "Luke leave it."
Luke's eyes slid from Ryan to Marissa, knowing exactly whose side she was on. He looked over to Allison's direction. He spoke, half laughing. "Fine, I leave her alone. I just can't promise they won't." He pointed over to where Allison was where she was slowly getting swarmed by Luke's drunken buddies.
Allison looked around the group. The air around her was the stale smell of alcohol and vomit. The boys had formed a small circle around her. Their laughs echoed through her skull, making her stiff and rigid. There was no way out.
"Leave her alone!" Seth yelled pushing and shoving some of the off balance polo players out of the way.
"Go away fag." One of the taller guys slurred, pushing Seth into Ryan who barely moved.
Ryan pushed the guy hard in the chest. "He said leave her alone."
The guy regained his balance and took a step toward Ryan. "What? We were just going to have some fun with her!" The guy replied stumbling over his words in a rage. "You have a problem with that Chino?"
Luke jogged up beside his friend. "Leave her." He replied smirking. "You don't want to mess with Chino's sister. You don't know where that trash has been." Ryan's eyes flashed. The promise of staying out of trouble flew from his thoughts as his hands clenched into fists.
Before Ryan could even raise a hand to him, Luke was bleeding. His lip had been spilt and his eyes traveled to Allison, whose soft face had turned into stone. Ryan had never seen his sister even act remotely anything like that.
Luke's thumb went to his lip and stared at the tiny amount of blood on in. "If you weren't a girl." Luke muttered angrily.
Allison's eyes flashed. Ryan stared at her; no one called Allison a girl, she hated the term. "I'm not a girl, I'm from Chino. You want to hit me; hit me. I dare you."
Luke stared into her eyes and smirked, tempted at the offer.
"Touch her and I'll kick your ass Luke." Ryan growled at him pushing Allison behind him.
Luke rolled his eyes. "Come on let's go. The Chinos and their little friends don't want to play." He brushed past Ryan hitting his shoulder on the way out.
Ryan turned to Allison. "What the hell! I don't need you picking fights or me. I can do that myself." He exploded at her. He angrily ran a hand through his hair.
"I don't need you fighting my fights. I'm a big girl." Allison exploded back at him.
"You just got beat up by some trucker! I don't need you to get beat up by some water polo jerk off!"
"Ryan, calm down. Let's go home." Marissa said taking Ryan by the arm. "Ally doesn't need to be yelled at and you don't need to be yelled at either."
Allison rolled her eyes. "Why the hell did I come find you?!" She muttered before storming off towards the Range Rover.
Ryan blinked angrily and kicked at the sand. "Good question."
Seth patted Ryan's back as they watched Summer run after Allison making sure she didn't run off. "Just let her cool down. She's probably still angry at Luke. Like whenever you were angry at Luke you would be all brooding and . . ."
Ryan shot him a look that could kill.
"Ok dropping it. But that's only proving my point."
A/N: Ok, I'm throwing in the Luke factor because I'm certain he wouldn't be too pleased that Ryan has one of his siblings or relatives were living in Newport either. Besides I really like this story!
~ TOODLES!!