*OK guys, this a whole chapter devoted to Ryan and Marissa. It will kind
of complete
their whole story line, so from now on it will be mostly Seth and Summer. Not no Ryan
and Marissa, just not very much. Review!*
The night was pretty busy and it was the manager's daughter's birthday.
"Hey Ryan?" Scott the manager asked.
"Yeah Scott?"
"Do you think that you could close up for me tonight. Jamie's turning
fifteen tonight and I told her I'd be home an hour ago."
"Sure man, I'll see you tomorrow. Tell her I said happy birthday."
"Will do. Thanks again," he said making his way out the back exit.
Ryan locked the door and went back to the bar and started wiping it
down. He
heard a knock at the door and when he looked up, he saw Marissa. He walked over to the
door and opened it for her, letting her in.
"Hey," he said.
"Hey," she greeted back.
"How did you know I was working?"
"Guessed..and I called Seth and he said that you would be working until eleven
and then dropped about a dozen hints saying I should come by and see you."
"Oh," Ryan laughed, slightly embarrassed.
"So how was work?"
"Good, I guess. I have to close up by myself tonight though. It was the
manager's daughter's birthday."
"Awww...That was sweet of you to close up for him."
"I guess so. I still have a ton of table to clean."
"I'll help. Then I can give you a ride home. Instead of you having to bike all the
way across town."
"OK," he said playfully, tossing her a rag.
She started cleaning the tables, missing large sections.
"No, No, No! I can tell that you are a rich girl!"
"Hey!" she said defensively.
"No, no...nothing personal. But you don't seem to have the rough hands of us
peasants yet."
"Ha-Ha Mr. Funnyman. Then you show me how it's done."
"Fine," Ryan said, coming up behind her. He placed his hand on top of hers and
moved the rag around in circles. They both shivered at the closeness of their bodies.
"You cold?" he asked her.
"No," she said meekly, turning around.
The two were face to face, only centimeters apart.
"Ryan," Marissa murmured.
"Shhh..." he said.
They leaned in the short distance and their lips met. Ryan placed his hand on
Marissa neck and she placed hers on the side of his neck. After a minute, they pulled
apart.
"I..." he started.
"You..." she said.
"You go."
"I was just going to say, you...I..wow."
"Thanks, I think," Ryan laughed.
"Hmmm," she laughed, "I have to be home soon. You almost ready to go?"
"Yeah," he said, "Let's go."
They exited the Crab Shack, loaded Ryan's bike in the back of the Jeep, and
climbed into the car. They talked a little about Seth, Summer, Summer and Seth, and
Summer's party. When Marissa pulled into her driveway, she and Ryan got out.
He walked her up to the door and they simultaneously moved in for one more
kiss. When they pulled apart, Marissa looked pensive.
"Now what?" she asked.
"I don't know," Ryan answered truthfully.
"What are we?"
"What exactly do you mean?"
"I mean, if another girl asked you out, would you feel free to go? And if another
guy asked me out, would you be mad if I went?"
"How about we go to the party together tomorrow night and see how that goes?"
"Fair enough. Pick you and Seth up at eight thirty?"
"Maybe Seth. I am still trying to work on him. But definitely me. Night."
"Night," Marissa said, giving him a kiss on the cheek and opening the door to her
house.
"YES!" Ryan whispered excitedly and then floated his way back to the pool
house.
*Fluff, Fluffity, Fluffy Fluffy Fluffy! Review please!*
their whole story line, so from now on it will be mostly Seth and Summer. Not no Ryan
and Marissa, just not very much. Review!*
The night was pretty busy and it was the manager's daughter's birthday.
"Hey Ryan?" Scott the manager asked.
"Yeah Scott?"
"Do you think that you could close up for me tonight. Jamie's turning
fifteen tonight and I told her I'd be home an hour ago."
"Sure man, I'll see you tomorrow. Tell her I said happy birthday."
"Will do. Thanks again," he said making his way out the back exit.
Ryan locked the door and went back to the bar and started wiping it
down. He
heard a knock at the door and when he looked up, he saw Marissa. He walked over to the
door and opened it for her, letting her in.
"Hey," he said.
"Hey," she greeted back.
"How did you know I was working?"
"Guessed..and I called Seth and he said that you would be working until eleven
and then dropped about a dozen hints saying I should come by and see you."
"Oh," Ryan laughed, slightly embarrassed.
"So how was work?"
"Good, I guess. I have to close up by myself tonight though. It was the
manager's daughter's birthday."
"Awww...That was sweet of you to close up for him."
"I guess so. I still have a ton of table to clean."
"I'll help. Then I can give you a ride home. Instead of you having to bike all the
way across town."
"OK," he said playfully, tossing her a rag.
She started cleaning the tables, missing large sections.
"No, No, No! I can tell that you are a rich girl!"
"Hey!" she said defensively.
"No, no...nothing personal. But you don't seem to have the rough hands of us
peasants yet."
"Ha-Ha Mr. Funnyman. Then you show me how it's done."
"Fine," Ryan said, coming up behind her. He placed his hand on top of hers and
moved the rag around in circles. They both shivered at the closeness of their bodies.
"You cold?" he asked her.
"No," she said meekly, turning around.
The two were face to face, only centimeters apart.
"Ryan," Marissa murmured.
"Shhh..." he said.
They leaned in the short distance and their lips met. Ryan placed his hand on
Marissa neck and she placed hers on the side of his neck. After a minute, they pulled
apart.
"I..." he started.
"You..." she said.
"You go."
"I was just going to say, you...I..wow."
"Thanks, I think," Ryan laughed.
"Hmmm," she laughed, "I have to be home soon. You almost ready to go?"
"Yeah," he said, "Let's go."
They exited the Crab Shack, loaded Ryan's bike in the back of the Jeep, and
climbed into the car. They talked a little about Seth, Summer, Summer and Seth, and
Summer's party. When Marissa pulled into her driveway, she and Ryan got out.
He walked her up to the door and they simultaneously moved in for one more
kiss. When they pulled apart, Marissa looked pensive.
"Now what?" she asked.
"I don't know," Ryan answered truthfully.
"What are we?"
"What exactly do you mean?"
"I mean, if another girl asked you out, would you feel free to go? And if another
guy asked me out, would you be mad if I went?"
"How about we go to the party together tomorrow night and see how that goes?"
"Fair enough. Pick you and Seth up at eight thirty?"
"Maybe Seth. I am still trying to work on him. But definitely me. Night."
"Night," Marissa said, giving him a kiss on the cheek and opening the door to her
house.
"YES!" Ryan whispered excitedly and then floated his way back to the pool
house.
*Fluff, Fluffity, Fluffy Fluffy Fluffy! Review please!*
