*Alright, we finally get to the chapter where you'll find them in the club, glasses full

of Cherry Coke and Bacardi! Read and enjoy!*

Seth Luke and Ryan were all standing outside of Summer and Marissa's room.

They had been ready for twenty minutes, but they knew the girls, staying true to their

sex, would take a few minutes more. Finally, the door opened and Marissa exited. Both

Ryan and Luke were spellbound. She looked sexy, with her hair straight and smoky.

Luke walked over to her kissed her and then grabbed for her hand. Seth was waiting

anxiously for Summer. His breath stopped up in his throat. At the door, she was a

vision. Her outfit was tight in all the right place, her eyes smoky and lips kissibly pink.

Seth walked over the Summer.

"You look ravishing," he said.

"Thank, I guess," she laughed, "Now let's go party!"

They arrived at the club of choice for the twenty-five and under set, Establo.

They made their way to the bar and ordered drinks. Miraculously, they found a table for

five and sat down.

"How much better is this than Holly's?" Marissa yelled to Summer.

"Much!!" Summer yelled back.

As the first song ended, the beginning of 50 Cent's In Da Club (cliché, I know!

But I am a fan of the cliché. Hehe! Get it from the first episode, never mind, back to the

story!) blared from the speakers.

"Oh my God!" Summer said punctuating each word, "We HAVE to dance."

"I don't know..." Seth said warily.

"Come on!" she exclaimed, pulling him further.

"Damn, you're strong."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I mean, I know you carry shopping bags all day, but..."

"OK, the making fun of Summer needs to stop right now."

"You'll have your chance to get back at me in a minute once you see me

dancing."

"Wanna dance, babe?" Luke asked Marissa.

"Let's not leave Ryan here all alone."

"No, I'm fine. Go on. I've got my good friend Corona here to keep me

company," Ryan joked.

"You're sure?"

"Yeah. Go on. Have fun."

Ryan sat, very lonely, finishing off the last of his beer, and then getting up to get

another.

Seth stood rigid in the sea of moving bodies.

"Come on! Dance with me!" Summer yelled.

"I can't.I don't know how. Waltzing, I can do. I really don't think..."

Summer took her hand and covered Seth's mouth.

"That's your problem. Don't think. Just dance."

So that's what he did.

At one thirty, the five-some decided that it was time to retire from the club. Seth,

the soberest of them all, drove the short way back to the hotel. They decided to see if

there were any good movies on TV. They settled down in Summer and Marissa's room,

and started watching a Spanish teenage drama.

"No Carla. Please don't leave," Seth said over the dialogue.

"But I must," Summer answered, playing along, "For my father, the wealthiest

man in the town, would not approve of me being with you, the gas station attendant's

son."

"I would do anything to be with you!" "Jorge said.

"Would you cut your nappy mullet, buy some designer clothing, and have major

facial and dental reconstructive surgery?"

"Of course. I would even call those guys from Queer Eye to come hit on me and

sort of help me look a little better."

"I'm sorry, I can't. I can't," Summer said as Carla as she ran from the frame.

"You know, the sad thing about it is, you two are probably right. That's is

probably exactly what they are saying!" Marissa laughed.

"Well, I'm tired. I'm gonna go to bed," Luke said.

Marissa gave a fake yawn.

"Me too. I'll see you three in the morning," she said following Luke out the door.

After they had left the room, Summer said, "Ten to one, that she winds up in his bed tonight."

"Yeah," Ryan said, giving a fake chuckle.

They continued watching the movie, in which, from what they could tell, Carla

and Jorge got secretly married, then Jorge got run over by a chicken truck and Carla was

pregnant with his child.

By the point Ryan stood up to leave, Carla was being forced to marry Ivan, her

gigolo cousin.

"OK, it is really too late for incest love tonight. I'm gonna go to bed, see you guys in the morning," he said exiting the room.

"Night," Summer said.

After he left the room, Seth stood up and started to leave.

"Where are you going?" Summer asked.

"To my room."

"Don't you want to find out what happens to Carla?"

He answered her by sitting back down on the bed. Neither he nor she felt the need

to point out that he had the same station in his room.

*OK, that is the end of the sixth chapter! Fun huh? The more you review the more

fun you get so you better damn well review! Thanks for reading!*