Seth and Summer wandered outside and walked for a bit without saying a word. Summer needed to sober up; she was really wasted. Finally, Seth took Summer's hand in his and stopped. "Look, Summer, I know you feel really awkward about this, about us, especially at school, but I really think we could make a pretty good team."

Summer looked at him for a moment before looking down. She knew that she'd treated him like crap at school because she always worried about what other people thought of her. "I do, too," she said quietly. Seth took her chin in his hand, tilted her face up to his, and began kissing her softly.

*

Marissa led Ryan to stand in front of the bed. Still kind of taken aback by Marissa's boldness, Ryan wanted to be the one to make the first move this time. "Marissa, I'm not very good at this, but you make me the happiest I have ever been. I love you." Wow, okay there it was; he'd said it. He looked at her, waiting for her respond.

She looked back up at him. "I love you, too."

He took her in his arms and kissed her, slowly at first and then with building passion. He felt the heat between their bodies as they started kissing faster and faster. He reached up to her blouse to take it off, wondering if she would protest, and instead, found her helping him get it off faster. Then, the skirt. Wow, she looked beautiful in her bra and panties. She'd known what she wanted to do tonight, there was no doubt about it anymore. She started pulling on his shirt, yanking it over his head. They were devouring each other. She reached down and unzipped his pants. Seth had been right, Ryan wore a new pair of black boxer briefs that he had just bought a few days before, just in case.

He led her back onto the bed and climbed on top of her. He was going to make this last. Plenty of foreplay; build up to making sweet love to her. This was all so different than the meaningless sex he'd had with the other girls. And while she wasn't a virgin, he wanted to make this special, and hoped that it was even better than her first time with Luke.

After Ryan had been on top of her, kissing her all over, Marissa rolled him over onto the bed and straddled him. She couldn't wait any longer, she felt like she was going to explode. She undid her bra, and Ryan reached up to throw it onto the floor.

After what seemed like hours, Ryan and Marissa lay together, exhausted and content. Marissa was amazed. She'd had no idea sex could be this good. Luke hadn't even tried to make her orgasm, while Ryan had waited, sped up and slowed down, waiting for her, and they climaxed together. Her hunch was right, whatever experience he'd had - and she'd never ask about it - showed.

Ryan gazed over at Marissa. This was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. He'd never been in love, hell he'd never really cared about pleasing the girls he'd been with. Trey had always said women were there for the using, and to not worry about them climaxing. But he'd waited; waited for Marissa, and it'd been awesome. He didn't think all of this would happen so soon, or at a stupid party in Huntington Beach, but he never wanted to leave this moment, this feeling.

*

Seth had found Craig, who'd told him where to find Ryan and Marissa. He stood in front of the closed door. Why was this always happening to him? He knocked on the door.

"Hey, Ryan, are you in there, man? Shit, I hate interrupting you two again, but we have a little situation out here."

He stood back and waited, wondering exactly what he was interrupting. He hadn't seen Ryan or Marissa in quite a long time. Long enough for him to realize just how trashed Summer was, after watching her pass out after throwing up. Thankfully, they were still on the sandy beach, so that she wasn't embarrassed in the house where the party was still in full swing.

Ryan heard Seth at the door. Should he ignore it? Damn he kept knocking; this had better be good, Ryan thought to himself.

Ryan looked at Marissa, she almost looked like she was asleep. He got out of the bed and put on his boxers and shirt, and then opened the door.

Seth looked at Ryan and then past him to Marissa in bed, under the sheets this time. "Dude, once again, I'm really sorry, but Summer passed out and I can't wake her up. I think we need to leave."

Ryan turned around to Marissa, who, upon hearing Summer's name, had come to a seated position with the sheet wrapped around her. "What's going on?" she asked.

Ryan replied. "Marissa, it seems that Summer's had a bit too much to drink, we gotta go. I'm going to go with Seth to get Summer. Can you get dressed and meet us out on the sidewalk?"

"Sure, I'll be out there in a sec." Marissa sat back to lean on the headboard. Why did everything have to happen like this?

*

"Geez, Seth, what did you two have to drink?" Ryan asked after trying mostly unsuccessfully to revive Summer. She was half-conscious, but wasn't going to be walking on her own. Ryan reached down to scoop her up, this was like Mexico, but thankfully, this time, the girl was just going to have a hangover, and not wind up on suicide watch in the hospital.

"I don't know, man, I had three beers, but I lost track of hers. Why's she so loopy, man?"

Ryan knew the answer, coke and alcohol made you this loopy. He looked down at Summer again. Thankfully, she seemed okay.

Marissa found them and was worried about Summer. "Is she going to be okay Ryan?" She'd never seen Summer look like this.

Ryan looked at Marissa, and then back at the house before he started walking and carrying Summer to the Range Rover. He wouldn't tell anyone his suspicion about Summer, at least until after he'd a little chat with her.

The three of them walked, with Ryan carrying Summer to the Range Rover.

The End.