Ryan threw himself down onto the couch, combing a hand through his hair in
frustration. "God, what now?" he mumbled to himself.
"What's going on? What did she say?"
"I don't know, something about Summer being upset that you just wanted to be her friend. I didn't get everything, she hung up on me."
"Summer is upset?"
"Obviously, what am I going to do about Marissa?" he groaned as he held the phone in his hand.
"Maybe I'll go see Summer, is she still over Marissa's?"
But Ryan couldn't even reply, Seth was already out the door. Seth's legs carried him to Marissa's front door before he could even adjust to what his mind was telling him to say, his hand pounded against the door.
Marissa opened it, Summer sat in the background trying to compose herself, a bundle of tissues surrounded her. He watched as Summer shuffled around trying to gather up the tissues sniffing and scurrying about. Marissa didn't try to hide her disdain, "What?"
"I.. I have to talk to Summer?"
"Why so you can hurt her again?"
Seth looked down at the ground, "No, please, just let me speak to her." Marissa sighed and unblocked the entrance, Seth began to walk towards Summer.
"Coop!"
"He wants to talk, maybe this'll help things out..."
"I doubt it," Summer mumbled to herself.
"I'll let you two be alone." Marissa swiftly exited the room.
Seth walked the rest of the way to Summer, she turned towards him a smile on her face, the only remnant left that she had been crying was a small smudge of her mascara, "Yes, how can I help you, Seth?"
"Well, I," he shuffled his feet and looked at the ground.
"Yes?"
"I heard you were.. upset."
"Upset?!" Summer smiled, "Why would I ever be upset? I'm totally not!"
Seth put an hand on Summer's shoulder, "Look , Summer, you don't have to pretend with me. I know you're hurt, but I'm sorry, I can't choose. I just want to be friends, with both of you. Besides, you shouldn't make Marissa think you're so upset, she yelled at Ryan."
Summer looked up at Seth, her eyes knitted together in confusion, "She did?"
"Yes! They're fighting now, see, why couldn't you have just come to me?"
"Because..."
Because...?"
"Because, I always go to Marissa,"
Summer looked back down at her hands.
"Well, her and Ryan are fighting because of it." he frowned slightly, "Can't you come to me if you're upset?"
In her mind she screamed that it was because of him that she was upset, "Yeah, I guess, I'm sorry to have caused so much trouble." Right then and there she felt herself shift off. Like she was no longer the Summer anyone knew, or the Summer she let the few know. She was Summer the robot.
"Don't worry about me, Seth. I have all the problems all like, totally worked out," she grinned, "Why don't you go on home now, I'll make sure Marissa talks to Ryan, so that they kiss and make up, see, no worries!"
He leaned over to give her a hug, "Uh, no way Cohen, I wasn't that upset about it. Geesh, you give yourself too much credit!" she flicked her hair and turned away from him.
Seth shrugged and made his way out the door. Summer listened as she heard Marissa's footsteps come back.
"Well?"
"Well what Coop?"
"What was said?" Marissa gave Summer an expecting look.
Summer laughed, "Like, totally nothing! I can't believe I cried over that complete loser, Coop smack me next time I start to show any interest in any type of like that. Not my type at all."
Marissa spoke softly, "Sure Sum, if that's what you really want."
"It is, now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go get a tan, bye Coop!" she walked off, leaving behind any resemblance to the old Summer. She was dead.
Through the next couple of weeks Summer withdrew herself completely, she no longer talked to her friends, not even to Marissa. She wasn't going to bother anyone, no. She already blamed herself for too many of the problems going around. Marissa had tried to call her a couple of times but received the hint that Summer wasn't going to answer after the 4th time.
Each night Summer cried, tears would pour down her face. Each morning she would wash her pillows wanting no reminder of her weakness.
Because of the fact that Summer wasn't socializing with anyone her social status went from Goddess-like to practically zilch. But she didn't care. Seth started hanging around Anna more and more and around New Year's Eve it had been rumored that the two had gotten together, officially as a couple. This rumor had turned fact when Summer herself witnessed the two kissing. Marissa and Ryan, Anna and Seth, the two couples that everyone was talking about, and with each word that passed about Seth and Anna, Summer felt herself withdraw even more.
"What's going on? What did she say?"
"I don't know, something about Summer being upset that you just wanted to be her friend. I didn't get everything, she hung up on me."
"Summer is upset?"
"Obviously, what am I going to do about Marissa?" he groaned as he held the phone in his hand.
"Maybe I'll go see Summer, is she still over Marissa's?"
But Ryan couldn't even reply, Seth was already out the door. Seth's legs carried him to Marissa's front door before he could even adjust to what his mind was telling him to say, his hand pounded against the door.
Marissa opened it, Summer sat in the background trying to compose herself, a bundle of tissues surrounded her. He watched as Summer shuffled around trying to gather up the tissues sniffing and scurrying about. Marissa didn't try to hide her disdain, "What?"
"I.. I have to talk to Summer?"
"Why so you can hurt her again?"
Seth looked down at the ground, "No, please, just let me speak to her." Marissa sighed and unblocked the entrance, Seth began to walk towards Summer.
"Coop!"
"He wants to talk, maybe this'll help things out..."
"I doubt it," Summer mumbled to herself.
"I'll let you two be alone." Marissa swiftly exited the room.
Seth walked the rest of the way to Summer, she turned towards him a smile on her face, the only remnant left that she had been crying was a small smudge of her mascara, "Yes, how can I help you, Seth?"
"Well, I," he shuffled his feet and looked at the ground.
"Yes?"
"I heard you were.. upset."
"Upset?!" Summer smiled, "Why would I ever be upset? I'm totally not!"
Seth put an hand on Summer's shoulder, "Look , Summer, you don't have to pretend with me. I know you're hurt, but I'm sorry, I can't choose. I just want to be friends, with both of you. Besides, you shouldn't make Marissa think you're so upset, she yelled at Ryan."
Summer looked up at Seth, her eyes knitted together in confusion, "She did?"
"Yes! They're fighting now, see, why couldn't you have just come to me?"
"Because..."
Because...?"
"Because, I always go to Marissa,"
Summer looked back down at her hands.
"Well, her and Ryan are fighting because of it." he frowned slightly, "Can't you come to me if you're upset?"
In her mind she screamed that it was because of him that she was upset, "Yeah, I guess, I'm sorry to have caused so much trouble." Right then and there she felt herself shift off. Like she was no longer the Summer anyone knew, or the Summer she let the few know. She was Summer the robot.
"Don't worry about me, Seth. I have all the problems all like, totally worked out," she grinned, "Why don't you go on home now, I'll make sure Marissa talks to Ryan, so that they kiss and make up, see, no worries!"
He leaned over to give her a hug, "Uh, no way Cohen, I wasn't that upset about it. Geesh, you give yourself too much credit!" she flicked her hair and turned away from him.
Seth shrugged and made his way out the door. Summer listened as she heard Marissa's footsteps come back.
"Well?"
"Well what Coop?"
"What was said?" Marissa gave Summer an expecting look.
Summer laughed, "Like, totally nothing! I can't believe I cried over that complete loser, Coop smack me next time I start to show any interest in any type of like that. Not my type at all."
Marissa spoke softly, "Sure Sum, if that's what you really want."
"It is, now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go get a tan, bye Coop!" she walked off, leaving behind any resemblance to the old Summer. She was dead.
Through the next couple of weeks Summer withdrew herself completely, she no longer talked to her friends, not even to Marissa. She wasn't going to bother anyone, no. She already blamed herself for too many of the problems going around. Marissa had tried to call her a couple of times but received the hint that Summer wasn't going to answer after the 4th time.
Each night Summer cried, tears would pour down her face. Each morning she would wash her pillows wanting no reminder of her weakness.
Because of the fact that Summer wasn't socializing with anyone her social status went from Goddess-like to practically zilch. But she didn't care. Seth started hanging around Anna more and more and around New Year's Eve it had been rumored that the two had gotten together, officially as a couple. This rumor had turned fact when Summer herself witnessed the two kissing. Marissa and Ryan, Anna and Seth, the two couples that everyone was talking about, and with each word that passed about Seth and Anna, Summer felt herself withdraw even more.
