Chapter 6
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Summary: Summer and Marissa reminisce on the way to the Cohens' ski retreat. Snowball fights and sarcasm ensue when they arrive!
Title? Ideas, anyone?
Summer and Marissa were on their way to the ski lodge. Marissa had turned on the radio.
"Coop, do you remember this song?" Summer asked. Three Doors Down had been a band that even punk-loving Coop had enjoyed.
"How could I forget?" Marissa replied, a distant look in her eyes.
The song that was playing reminded her of Ryan. What was she saying? Every song reminded her of Ryan!
"I'm here without you baby, but you're still on my lonely mind, I think about you baby, and I-" Summer sang off key, finally stopping when she noticed the gloomy expression on Marissa's face. "I'm not helping, am I?" Summer asked gently.
An understanding passed between them. Being best friends for so long gives you the ability to almost read each other's minds, Summer and Marissa had discovered. Summer changed the station.
"Seth loved this song," Summer said. Death Cab for Cutie was one of Seth's all-time favorite bands. He made Summer listen to the song, We Looked Like Giants, over and over again.
Now it was Marissa who changed the channel. Thank god for good old JT.
"I love this song!" both girls squealed. Rock Your Body was a fun dance beat that everyone remembered.
Summer's cell phone rang a few minutes later. "Hello?"
"It's Seth. So um, my dad just talked to Ryan, he's definitely coming, but his flight got delayed. Oh yeah, and our old friend Anna is coming too. She saw Ryan in the airport, and to make a long story short, she had no one to celebrate Christmukkah with in Newport so she's coming to my house and-" Seth said.
"Seth, you're rambling again," Summer announced impatiently. Anna was such a little f*cker. Oh well, Marissa think it was so sweet of Ryan to have her join in the holiday festivities.
"Sorry," Seth muttered sheepishly. "Just wanted to let you know. And we can figure out the rest of Operation RyRissa when we meet up."
"Sounds great, bye," Summer replied, although Seth had already hung up.
"Who was that?" Marissa inquired, keeping her eyes directly on the road. Ever since she had almost driven into oncoming traffic, she would not tear her eyes away from the road for even a second.
"Cohen," Summer answered, trying to sound bored.
They drove for a little longer, and soon were at the Cohen's sprawling ski retreat.
"It's even more beautiful than I remembered," Summer gasped. The stone house was covered in emerald green ivy, and white snow adorned the ground.
Marissa jumped out of the car and picked up some snow. "Hey Summer?" she said innocently.
"Hmm?" was the answer. Summer was busy looking at the house in awe.
Marissa threw the snowball at Summer. Splat! "Gotcha!"
"Ooh, you're going to pay for that, Coop," Summer shrieked.
Soon the girls were having a snowball fight, oblivious to all the people around them. Suddenly they were bombarded by a blizzard's worth of snowballs.
Marissa looked up, wiping the snow from, her face. Her cheeks were flushed, and she was smiling from head to toe. "Seth! Luke!"
Summer was wiping the snow off of her pants. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Seth. She ran to hug him. "Hey Cohen, it's nice to see you too."
Marissa hugged Luke. They had become friends again after Luke's dad came out of the closet back in junior year.
"Marissa, Summer, come here girls," Kirsten exclaimed, embracing the girls. The girls who should, and probably would, become her daughter in laws. "How was the trip?"
"It was great. But I'm starving," Summer said, rubbing her stomach.
"Summer, are you ever NOT thinking about food?" Seth asked innocently.
"Shut up, Cohen," Summer answered, stuffing snow down his shirt. He screamed. "Oh, and Seth? You scream like a girl!"
Disclaimer-McG and Josh Schwartz own the O.C., I just wish I did!
Please Review!
Summary: Summer and Marissa reminisce on the way to the Cohens' ski retreat. Snowball fights and sarcasm ensue when they arrive!
Title? Ideas, anyone?
Summer and Marissa were on their way to the ski lodge. Marissa had turned on the radio.
"Coop, do you remember this song?" Summer asked. Three Doors Down had been a band that even punk-loving Coop had enjoyed.
"How could I forget?" Marissa replied, a distant look in her eyes.
The song that was playing reminded her of Ryan. What was she saying? Every song reminded her of Ryan!
"I'm here without you baby, but you're still on my lonely mind, I think about you baby, and I-" Summer sang off key, finally stopping when she noticed the gloomy expression on Marissa's face. "I'm not helping, am I?" Summer asked gently.
An understanding passed between them. Being best friends for so long gives you the ability to almost read each other's minds, Summer and Marissa had discovered. Summer changed the station.
"Seth loved this song," Summer said. Death Cab for Cutie was one of Seth's all-time favorite bands. He made Summer listen to the song, We Looked Like Giants, over and over again.
Now it was Marissa who changed the channel. Thank god for good old JT.
"I love this song!" both girls squealed. Rock Your Body was a fun dance beat that everyone remembered.
Summer's cell phone rang a few minutes later. "Hello?"
"It's Seth. So um, my dad just talked to Ryan, he's definitely coming, but his flight got delayed. Oh yeah, and our old friend Anna is coming too. She saw Ryan in the airport, and to make a long story short, she had no one to celebrate Christmukkah with in Newport so she's coming to my house and-" Seth said.
"Seth, you're rambling again," Summer announced impatiently. Anna was such a little f*cker. Oh well, Marissa think it was so sweet of Ryan to have her join in the holiday festivities.
"Sorry," Seth muttered sheepishly. "Just wanted to let you know. And we can figure out the rest of Operation RyRissa when we meet up."
"Sounds great, bye," Summer replied, although Seth had already hung up.
"Who was that?" Marissa inquired, keeping her eyes directly on the road. Ever since she had almost driven into oncoming traffic, she would not tear her eyes away from the road for even a second.
"Cohen," Summer answered, trying to sound bored.
They drove for a little longer, and soon were at the Cohen's sprawling ski retreat.
"It's even more beautiful than I remembered," Summer gasped. The stone house was covered in emerald green ivy, and white snow adorned the ground.
Marissa jumped out of the car and picked up some snow. "Hey Summer?" she said innocently.
"Hmm?" was the answer. Summer was busy looking at the house in awe.
Marissa threw the snowball at Summer. Splat! "Gotcha!"
"Ooh, you're going to pay for that, Coop," Summer shrieked.
Soon the girls were having a snowball fight, oblivious to all the people around them. Suddenly they were bombarded by a blizzard's worth of snowballs.
Marissa looked up, wiping the snow from, her face. Her cheeks were flushed, and she was smiling from head to toe. "Seth! Luke!"
Summer was wiping the snow off of her pants. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Seth. She ran to hug him. "Hey Cohen, it's nice to see you too."
Marissa hugged Luke. They had become friends again after Luke's dad came out of the closet back in junior year.
"Marissa, Summer, come here girls," Kirsten exclaimed, embracing the girls. The girls who should, and probably would, become her daughter in laws. "How was the trip?"
"It was great. But I'm starving," Summer said, rubbing her stomach.
"Summer, are you ever NOT thinking about food?" Seth asked innocently.
"Shut up, Cohen," Summer answered, stuffing snow down his shirt. He screamed. "Oh, and Seth? You scream like a girl!"