· Nope, don't own The O.C., or Seth/Summer/Anna/Ryan/Marissa, or anyone else in it. I know, it sucks, doesn't it?
Back In The Swing
"Seth!"
Seth turned his head to see Anna jogging after him along the tiled hallway. He was fumbling with his geometry book and two packets from lit class and gladly stopped to get situated as she caught up with him.
"Did you get that essay done for bio?" She blew at a strand of blonde hair that hung too low in front of her eyes as she talked animatedly. "I was up until like, two a.m. trying to find stuff online - I left my book in my locker."
"Ah, that sucks, why didn't you just call me? I could've run mine over to you."
She smiled and looped her arm through his as they walked towards the library, eyeing him seductively. "Well, I guess I'll remember that next time…"
He grinned and pulled his arm from hers and wrapped it around her waist, playing with the tiny charms that hung from her belt loop. "Well, this is nifty, little surfer dudes on your stomach. Kind of kinky, actually… should I be jealous?"
She smiled and kissed his dimple, unable to ignore how adorable he looked in the morning, his curls completely untamed and his eyes slightly swollen. He felt Anna tense up a bit and looked up to see Summer standing about six inches in front of them. She smiled shyly at them, prying her eyes away from his hand on her hip.
"Hey, guys."
Anna smiled back, "Hey Summer… how did New Years turn out?"
Summer raised her eyebrow for a moment but then nodded with realization, "It was… fun, thanks. How was yours?"
Seth glanced away, unable to make eye contact with her. He could tell she was trying to act normal, and he could tell that Anna felt completely sorry for her. He could also tell, regrettably, that he was trying very hard to ignore the butterflies that seemed to be doing gymnastics in his stomach.
"It was great, actually. Well, we gotta go hit the books, good luck on that euro test today."
Summer nodded and forced a half smile onto her face. "Yeah, you too. See ya."
She looked pointedly at Seth as she strode by and his chin fell slightly. "See ya, Summer."
Anna sighed loudly as they made their way to an empty table. "I feel bad for her. Marissa's so wrapped up in Ryan lately… she seems so lonely."
Seth took a swig of her water and opened his lit book, trying to force the fact that he felt like shit away and focus on the homework he had conveniently forgotten last night as he'd laid in bed and worried about Summer. He shouldn't have let her drive off like that, even if she only lived a block away, she'd been drinking. God, what was wrong with him lately? He was so self-absorbed he'd been failing to see he was being an awful friend as of lately.
"Yeah… she'll be okay though. Summer's a tough girl." He hoped.
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Seth felt someone plop down next to him as he picked through his spaghetti. His newly assigned history journal sat blank in front of him as he pretended to be reading the textbook that was splayed open beside it.
"Hey Seth."
He didn't even have to look up as her sometimes annoying yet sometimes endearing peppy voice floated through the crowd of high school students as half of them ate lunch and the other half talked, more or less shouted, with equal amounts of pep.
"Hello, Marissa."
She sat her stack of books down on the seat next to her before opening her iced tea and taking a sip. "Where's Anna?"
He raised an eyebrow without looking up and scribbled a page number down for reference. "Oh, you mean my girlfriend you so lovingly bitched out the other evening? She's making up a gym class."
Marissa sighed dramatically and ripped open a bag of potato chips. "I know I was a bitch, and that's why I'm here… I wanted to apologize to her. I was just kind of shocked, I mean Summer didn't tell me you chose Anna. I didn't even know you had decided to choose."
Seth dropped his pencil and looked her straight in the eye. "Yeah, well maybe if you would stop to look at her or maybe even listen to her, you'd see that she's not having the best of days lately. Did you know her Dad left for France and didn't even tell her until she called him wondering why he hadn't been home in three days?"
Marissa's eyes widened slightly with shock. "Are you serious? But her birthday is in like…"
"Four days. Yeah. But you're too busy nursing the little melodrama you and Ryan have going on that you haven't even asked her why she looks pale all the sudden, or why she got a detention for falling asleep in lit class two days in a row. You know, Marissa, you should be apologizing to Summer right now, not Anna."
Marissa diverted her eyes as she slowly twisted the cap back onto her iced tea and gathered up her books, smoothing her denim skirt as she stood up to leave.
Seth's face relaxed slowly and he glared through the sun to look up at her, "Look, I didn't mean to yell like that, it's just that it bugs me to see her hurting, and I'm not in a place to help her anymore, you're really the only person who is, and she needs you right now."
Marissa shrugged, "No, I understand, and thanks - for kicking me in the ass. I guess I haven't really been a good friend lately. I just don't get it…"
He stood up to walk with her and tossed his plastic container in the trash, swinging his book bag over on shoulder. "Don't get what?"
She bumped his shoulder with hers and smiled at him. "Why you're with Anna when you're obviously in love with Summer." She popped a chip in her mouth as they walked along, laughing to herself as he froze for a second before answering.
He snorted, laughing sarcastically at her. "I'm not in LOVE with anyone, thank you Dr. Phil."
She grinned at him as they walked through the main corridor. "Right."
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"Sum?"
Summer flicked the channels uselessly, growling at the lack of variety. Punk'd - well she'd only seen that one five times -, a 7th Heaven rerun - ew, totally melodramatic! -, a football game - guys in tight pants groping each other? No thanks. -, A Wedding Story, - well, actually this worked. She tossed the remote onto the hassock before yelling, "I'm in the living room!"
"Oh, hey."
"Hey." Summer scooted over to make room and Marissa plopped down beside her, kicking her heels off and draping a blanket from the back of the couch over her legs. "It's cold in here."
Summer nodded wryly. "It's always cold in here. Could be the lack of people."
Marissa smiled sadly at her and reached for her hand, squeezing it between two of hers. "Seth told me he left. She left too?" Marissa asked, referring to Summer's step-mother.
"Off to see her sister in Seattle." Summer confirmed.
Marissa pulled her into a hug and squeezed her tight, grunting dramatically.
Summer finally cracked a smile and pushed her away after a while. "Coop…everything's so screwed up. Why did it all have to change? I was perfectly happy being snobby and materialistic with all the rest of Harbor. Now I'm falling for a dork, my best friend's deserted me for a guy, and I have no social life. I'm watching A Wedding Story for God's sake."
Marissa sighed as she played with a stand of Summer's dark hair, braiding it like she used to when they were little.
"I don't know Sum. I guess we're just growing up, meeting new people, changing. And I know I've been a sucky friend lately, it's just that this whole Ryan thing is new, and I know it's no excuse, but I'm sorry."
Summer shrugged, relaxing as Marissa moved on to another braid. This was how it was supposed to be. This was how it always was, Marissa and her, talking, vegging out on the couch, talking about guys. Guys. Ugh.
"So Cohen told you, huh?"
Marissa grinned, tugging at her hair playfully. "He's so hot for you it's sad."
Summer smirked and shook her head, "No, he's into Anna. She's good for him, too, I guess. I can't believe I'm talking about Seth Cohen. No, I can't believe I'm DEPRESSED over Seth Cohen. This is pathetic."
"It is."
Summer grabbed a pillow and beaned Marissa over the head with it. "Shut up, Coop."
Marissa let go of her hair and threw her legs carelessly over Summer's as they zoned into A Wedding Story. "So am I sleeping over tonight?"
"Yep."
"Good."
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A/N: Yes - beaned, vegging, and sucky are words. They are my words and I use them often. On a serious note, I kind of liked this chapter. Marissa and Summer's friendship is pretty cool to watch, and I wanted to show you guys my take on it, so there ya go. Hope you enjoyed the girlish bonding. Makes me want to paint my toe nails :P
Back In The Swing
"Seth!"
Seth turned his head to see Anna jogging after him along the tiled hallway. He was fumbling with his geometry book and two packets from lit class and gladly stopped to get situated as she caught up with him.
"Did you get that essay done for bio?" She blew at a strand of blonde hair that hung too low in front of her eyes as she talked animatedly. "I was up until like, two a.m. trying to find stuff online - I left my book in my locker."
"Ah, that sucks, why didn't you just call me? I could've run mine over to you."
She smiled and looped her arm through his as they walked towards the library, eyeing him seductively. "Well, I guess I'll remember that next time…"
He grinned and pulled his arm from hers and wrapped it around her waist, playing with the tiny charms that hung from her belt loop. "Well, this is nifty, little surfer dudes on your stomach. Kind of kinky, actually… should I be jealous?"
She smiled and kissed his dimple, unable to ignore how adorable he looked in the morning, his curls completely untamed and his eyes slightly swollen. He felt Anna tense up a bit and looked up to see Summer standing about six inches in front of them. She smiled shyly at them, prying her eyes away from his hand on her hip.
"Hey, guys."
Anna smiled back, "Hey Summer… how did New Years turn out?"
Summer raised her eyebrow for a moment but then nodded with realization, "It was… fun, thanks. How was yours?"
Seth glanced away, unable to make eye contact with her. He could tell she was trying to act normal, and he could tell that Anna felt completely sorry for her. He could also tell, regrettably, that he was trying very hard to ignore the butterflies that seemed to be doing gymnastics in his stomach.
"It was great, actually. Well, we gotta go hit the books, good luck on that euro test today."
Summer nodded and forced a half smile onto her face. "Yeah, you too. See ya."
She looked pointedly at Seth as she strode by and his chin fell slightly. "See ya, Summer."
Anna sighed loudly as they made their way to an empty table. "I feel bad for her. Marissa's so wrapped up in Ryan lately… she seems so lonely."
Seth took a swig of her water and opened his lit book, trying to force the fact that he felt like shit away and focus on the homework he had conveniently forgotten last night as he'd laid in bed and worried about Summer. He shouldn't have let her drive off like that, even if she only lived a block away, she'd been drinking. God, what was wrong with him lately? He was so self-absorbed he'd been failing to see he was being an awful friend as of lately.
"Yeah… she'll be okay though. Summer's a tough girl." He hoped.
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Seth felt someone plop down next to him as he picked through his spaghetti. His newly assigned history journal sat blank in front of him as he pretended to be reading the textbook that was splayed open beside it.
"Hey Seth."
He didn't even have to look up as her sometimes annoying yet sometimes endearing peppy voice floated through the crowd of high school students as half of them ate lunch and the other half talked, more or less shouted, with equal amounts of pep.
"Hello, Marissa."
She sat her stack of books down on the seat next to her before opening her iced tea and taking a sip. "Where's Anna?"
He raised an eyebrow without looking up and scribbled a page number down for reference. "Oh, you mean my girlfriend you so lovingly bitched out the other evening? She's making up a gym class."
Marissa sighed dramatically and ripped open a bag of potato chips. "I know I was a bitch, and that's why I'm here… I wanted to apologize to her. I was just kind of shocked, I mean Summer didn't tell me you chose Anna. I didn't even know you had decided to choose."
Seth dropped his pencil and looked her straight in the eye. "Yeah, well maybe if you would stop to look at her or maybe even listen to her, you'd see that she's not having the best of days lately. Did you know her Dad left for France and didn't even tell her until she called him wondering why he hadn't been home in three days?"
Marissa's eyes widened slightly with shock. "Are you serious? But her birthday is in like…"
"Four days. Yeah. But you're too busy nursing the little melodrama you and Ryan have going on that you haven't even asked her why she looks pale all the sudden, or why she got a detention for falling asleep in lit class two days in a row. You know, Marissa, you should be apologizing to Summer right now, not Anna."
Marissa diverted her eyes as she slowly twisted the cap back onto her iced tea and gathered up her books, smoothing her denim skirt as she stood up to leave.
Seth's face relaxed slowly and he glared through the sun to look up at her, "Look, I didn't mean to yell like that, it's just that it bugs me to see her hurting, and I'm not in a place to help her anymore, you're really the only person who is, and she needs you right now."
Marissa shrugged, "No, I understand, and thanks - for kicking me in the ass. I guess I haven't really been a good friend lately. I just don't get it…"
He stood up to walk with her and tossed his plastic container in the trash, swinging his book bag over on shoulder. "Don't get what?"
She bumped his shoulder with hers and smiled at him. "Why you're with Anna when you're obviously in love with Summer." She popped a chip in her mouth as they walked along, laughing to herself as he froze for a second before answering.
He snorted, laughing sarcastically at her. "I'm not in LOVE with anyone, thank you Dr. Phil."
She grinned at him as they walked through the main corridor. "Right."
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"Sum?"
Summer flicked the channels uselessly, growling at the lack of variety. Punk'd - well she'd only seen that one five times -, a 7th Heaven rerun - ew, totally melodramatic! -, a football game - guys in tight pants groping each other? No thanks. -, A Wedding Story, - well, actually this worked. She tossed the remote onto the hassock before yelling, "I'm in the living room!"
"Oh, hey."
"Hey." Summer scooted over to make room and Marissa plopped down beside her, kicking her heels off and draping a blanket from the back of the couch over her legs. "It's cold in here."
Summer nodded wryly. "It's always cold in here. Could be the lack of people."
Marissa smiled sadly at her and reached for her hand, squeezing it between two of hers. "Seth told me he left. She left too?" Marissa asked, referring to Summer's step-mother.
"Off to see her sister in Seattle." Summer confirmed.
Marissa pulled her into a hug and squeezed her tight, grunting dramatically.
Summer finally cracked a smile and pushed her away after a while. "Coop…everything's so screwed up. Why did it all have to change? I was perfectly happy being snobby and materialistic with all the rest of Harbor. Now I'm falling for a dork, my best friend's deserted me for a guy, and I have no social life. I'm watching A Wedding Story for God's sake."
Marissa sighed as she played with a stand of Summer's dark hair, braiding it like she used to when they were little.
"I don't know Sum. I guess we're just growing up, meeting new people, changing. And I know I've been a sucky friend lately, it's just that this whole Ryan thing is new, and I know it's no excuse, but I'm sorry."
Summer shrugged, relaxing as Marissa moved on to another braid. This was how it was supposed to be. This was how it always was, Marissa and her, talking, vegging out on the couch, talking about guys. Guys. Ugh.
"So Cohen told you, huh?"
Marissa grinned, tugging at her hair playfully. "He's so hot for you it's sad."
Summer smirked and shook her head, "No, he's into Anna. She's good for him, too, I guess. I can't believe I'm talking about Seth Cohen. No, I can't believe I'm DEPRESSED over Seth Cohen. This is pathetic."
"It is."
Summer grabbed a pillow and beaned Marissa over the head with it. "Shut up, Coop."
Marissa let go of her hair and threw her legs carelessly over Summer's as they zoned into A Wedding Story. "So am I sleeping over tonight?"
"Yep."
"Good."
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A/N: Yes - beaned, vegging, and sucky are words. They are my words and I use them often. On a serious note, I kind of liked this chapter. Marissa and Summer's friendship is pretty cool to watch, and I wanted to show you guys my take on it, so there ya go. Hope you enjoyed the girlish bonding. Makes me want to paint my toe nails :P