Chapter Two: Seth Feels…Happy.

I feel pretty.

Oh so pretty.

I feel pretty

And witty

And gay!

            Sandy and Kirsten were flipping through channels in their room when they came upon Turner Classic Movies: "West Side Story."

            "Oh, I love this movie!" Kirsten said.

            "So do I. Street gangs!" Sandy laughed.

            "So did Seth say where he was going?"

            "Summer's house."

            "Ryan called and said he was at Marissa's. You know what that means?"

            "They made up?"

            "No! They most likely are having sex."

            "Huh?"

            "How many glasses of wine did you have?"

            "Not as much as you on Thanksgiving." They laughed and continued watching the film.

            "Cohen, you are ready?" Summer asked him as she slipped out of her nightgown.

            "Only if you are." She was. She turned around and Seth smiled.

He feels happy.

Oh so happy!

Luke guess what,

Buddy,

He is not gay.

            "Don't have a heart attack Cohen."

            "I just can't believe I'm gonna have sex…with you!"

            "Damn. I forgot to follow Coop's rules for having it." Summer said to herself. "Aw, screw it. I'm about to loose my virginity." She unbuttoned Seth's shirt as they climbed on the bed. She went down to unbutton the pants and then began to suck on it. This is gross, she thought.

            This is great, Seth thought. He forgot! The condom. He lifted her up and threw on the condom.

            "Don't wanna get you pregnant, baby."

            "Like I could put up with a kid." They kissed some more. Seth was so exited about what was to come; he couldn't do anything but kiss. As it began to happen, he couldn't kiss. He just laughed. Then he kissed her neck.

            "You're so damn hot." Summer whispered.

            "You're hotter." Seth said.