Chapter 2
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Shopping sprees and a surprise invitation
The next morning, Marissa woke up with a headache. But for once, it wasn't because of a hangover. No, Marissa and Summer had stayed up until 3 am talking about their past and their futures. Giggling and laughing, it was almost like they were in high school again. Almost.
A loud snore came from her left. Summer was sleeping on the couch, her clothes wrinkled and hair a mess.
Marissa laughed and gently pushed Summer off of the couch. "Wake up, Sum! We've got a busy day ahead of us."
Summer groaned. "Okay, okay, I'm getting up. You know, I think I liked you better when you had hangovers. All you wanted to do then was sleep," Summer teased.
Marissa laughed again. She felt surprisingly hopeful after last night's gabfest. She had kept some secrets from Summer for so long, so it felt great to finally just spill. Summer felt the same way. She was happy to know that Coop was also still in love with her high school sweetheart.
"What are we doing today, Coop?" Summer asked, stretching and yawning.
"I thought we could go Christmas shopping. I mean, it's only a week away," Marissa reminded Summer.
"You mean Christmuk-oh never mind," Summer sighed. Why was it that Seth Cohen, of all people, was on hermind.
"What was that?" Marissa cupped her ear, "Did I hear a Christmukkah, Sum?"
"You know what, Coop?" Summer said.
"Hmm?"
Summer burped loudly. "I think it's time to bring back Christmukkah."
Marissa hugged Summer. "Finally, you stopped being such a bitch about your Cohen-isms. I'm your best friend, you don't have to pretend in front of me," Marissa insisted.
The girls ate a quick breakfast and got dressed. Marissa managed, as usual, to look both sexy and classy. She wore her favorite Seven Jeans, and a light pink off the shoulder shirt. Her open toe high heels completed the look. Summer still looked like a vixen, even five years after high school. A short D&G black mini skirt and a dark blue Juicy hoodie made her look and feel like she was 16 again.
"I'll drive," Marissa said, as they walked to Marissa's Range Rover.
"Shotgun," Summer called with a smile.
"Embrace the Seth Cohen in you," Marissa flashed Summer a thumbs up.
Four hours and $2000 later, Summer and Marissa gave new meaning to the saying, "Shop 'til you drop."
"I'm in the mood for some seafood," Summer announced.
"THE CRAB SHACK!" both of the girls screamed at once.
The Crab Shack had been the "it" place to be in high school. It also had great food, and very hot guys.
Summer smiled as Marissa zoomed down the highway, back to Newport Beach. Her cell phone rang. Looking at the caller id, Summer realized it was Cohen. Seth Cohen, to be exact. Shit, Cohen, Summer thought, why'd you have to call right now?
"Hello?" Summer said in a bored tone, trying to act nonchalant.
"Who is it, Sum?" Marissa asked, keeping her eyes on the road.
"Seth," mouthed Summer. "Seth Cohen."
"Hey Summer, I got your message. When do you want to meet?" Seth asked.
"Uh, Seth, now's not a good time for that," Summer said, desperately hoping Seth got the point.
"Okay. I also wanted to ask you something. My parents are hosting a Christmukkah party up in Northern California. They wanted me to invite you, and of course Marissa. So-" Seth was cut off by Summer. It was good to know some things didn't change.
"Sure Seth, that sounds great. Anyway, I'm on a shopping spree right now, so can I call you back later?" Summer didn't wait for his response.
"So guess what, Coop?" Summer smiled. Part 2 of Operation RyRissa was already forming in her head.
"Hmm?" Marissa replied.
"Kirsten and Sandy Cohen are having a Christmukkah party in Northern California, and they want us to come!" Summer said, trying not to sound too enthusiastic. After all, she still had somewhat of a reputation to protect.
"That sounds great, I guess," Marissa said absent-mindedly.
"What's up your ass? I thought you would be excited! Now we have plans for Christmukkah besides sitting at home and eating Ben & Jerry's and watching old movies. Plus, now we have another excuse to go shopping!" Summer bitched, trying to read Marissa's mind.
"No, Summer, it's not like that. It really does sound great. It's just that, well, I guess he's going to be there." Marissa said.
A light bulb went off in Summer's head. "Actually Coop, I'm not sure if he's going to make it. Seth told me that Ryan might not come because the airports in Boston are shut down. It's snowing like crazy there," Summer lied, hoping she sounded convincing.
"I'll think about it. Plus, it's not like I have to spend time with him even if he does come, right?" This was not really a question towards Summer. It was just Marissa trying to reassure herself.
Summer smiled to herself. Lying felt good, even if it was to your best friend. Besides, once Marissa was happy.maybe, oh come on Summer, get real! Summer mentally made a note to slap herself later. Her chances of getting Seth Cohen back were like, zero in a million!
Disclaimer-McG and Josh Schwartz own the O.C., I just wish I did.
Please, please, please review!
Shopping sprees and a surprise invitation
The next morning, Marissa woke up with a headache. But for once, it wasn't because of a hangover. No, Marissa and Summer had stayed up until 3 am talking about their past and their futures. Giggling and laughing, it was almost like they were in high school again. Almost.
A loud snore came from her left. Summer was sleeping on the couch, her clothes wrinkled and hair a mess.
Marissa laughed and gently pushed Summer off of the couch. "Wake up, Sum! We've got a busy day ahead of us."
Summer groaned. "Okay, okay, I'm getting up. You know, I think I liked you better when you had hangovers. All you wanted to do then was sleep," Summer teased.
Marissa laughed again. She felt surprisingly hopeful after last night's gabfest. She had kept some secrets from Summer for so long, so it felt great to finally just spill. Summer felt the same way. She was happy to know that Coop was also still in love with her high school sweetheart.
"What are we doing today, Coop?" Summer asked, stretching and yawning.
"I thought we could go Christmas shopping. I mean, it's only a week away," Marissa reminded Summer.
"You mean Christmuk-oh never mind," Summer sighed. Why was it that Seth Cohen, of all people, was on hermind.
"What was that?" Marissa cupped her ear, "Did I hear a Christmukkah, Sum?"
"You know what, Coop?" Summer said.
"Hmm?"
Summer burped loudly. "I think it's time to bring back Christmukkah."
Marissa hugged Summer. "Finally, you stopped being such a bitch about your Cohen-isms. I'm your best friend, you don't have to pretend in front of me," Marissa insisted.
The girls ate a quick breakfast and got dressed. Marissa managed, as usual, to look both sexy and classy. She wore her favorite Seven Jeans, and a light pink off the shoulder shirt. Her open toe high heels completed the look. Summer still looked like a vixen, even five years after high school. A short D&G black mini skirt and a dark blue Juicy hoodie made her look and feel like she was 16 again.
"I'll drive," Marissa said, as they walked to Marissa's Range Rover.
"Shotgun," Summer called with a smile.
"Embrace the Seth Cohen in you," Marissa flashed Summer a thumbs up.
Four hours and $2000 later, Summer and Marissa gave new meaning to the saying, "Shop 'til you drop."
"I'm in the mood for some seafood," Summer announced.
"THE CRAB SHACK!" both of the girls screamed at once.
The Crab Shack had been the "it" place to be in high school. It also had great food, and very hot guys.
Summer smiled as Marissa zoomed down the highway, back to Newport Beach. Her cell phone rang. Looking at the caller id, Summer realized it was Cohen. Seth Cohen, to be exact. Shit, Cohen, Summer thought, why'd you have to call right now?
"Hello?" Summer said in a bored tone, trying to act nonchalant.
"Who is it, Sum?" Marissa asked, keeping her eyes on the road.
"Seth," mouthed Summer. "Seth Cohen."
"Hey Summer, I got your message. When do you want to meet?" Seth asked.
"Uh, Seth, now's not a good time for that," Summer said, desperately hoping Seth got the point.
"Okay. I also wanted to ask you something. My parents are hosting a Christmukkah party up in Northern California. They wanted me to invite you, and of course Marissa. So-" Seth was cut off by Summer. It was good to know some things didn't change.
"Sure Seth, that sounds great. Anyway, I'm on a shopping spree right now, so can I call you back later?" Summer didn't wait for his response.
"So guess what, Coop?" Summer smiled. Part 2 of Operation RyRissa was already forming in her head.
"Hmm?" Marissa replied.
"Kirsten and Sandy Cohen are having a Christmukkah party in Northern California, and they want us to come!" Summer said, trying not to sound too enthusiastic. After all, she still had somewhat of a reputation to protect.
"That sounds great, I guess," Marissa said absent-mindedly.
"What's up your ass? I thought you would be excited! Now we have plans for Christmukkah besides sitting at home and eating Ben & Jerry's and watching old movies. Plus, now we have another excuse to go shopping!" Summer bitched, trying to read Marissa's mind.
"No, Summer, it's not like that. It really does sound great. It's just that, well, I guess he's going to be there." Marissa said.
A light bulb went off in Summer's head. "Actually Coop, I'm not sure if he's going to make it. Seth told me that Ryan might not come because the airports in Boston are shut down. It's snowing like crazy there," Summer lied, hoping she sounded convincing.
"I'll think about it. Plus, it's not like I have to spend time with him even if he does come, right?" This was not really a question towards Summer. It was just Marissa trying to reassure herself.
Summer smiled to herself. Lying felt good, even if it was to your best friend. Besides, once Marissa was happy.maybe, oh come on Summer, get real! Summer mentally made a note to slap herself later. Her chances of getting Seth Cohen back were like, zero in a million!