Step into Darkness
Summary: Seth and Summer are amidst a breakup prior to their Junior class trip to eerie Lake Arrowhead. Is a good scare while camping exactly what will bring Summer running back into Seth's arms? Seth/Summer, minor R/M. Takes place after 1.25 "The Shower".
A/N: Well this is the first chapter, so it's a little short. The next one will be longer. Please R&R.
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Seth slowly lifted his tousled, curly head from his pillow as the alarm clock buzzed through his ears. He groaned and flopped over on his side, burying his head down under his comforter. A desperate to escape the sunlight that poured into his room through the thin blue curtain.
Seth wanted nothing more at that moment then to just be able to go back to sleep, for the sun to disappear back over the houses and take all his girl problems with it.
Seth closed his eyes and started to drift off when what seemed like less than 2 seconds, he heard his mother rapping on his bedroom door, yelling at him to get up. He groaned loudly, signaling he was awake and kicked the blankets off him in a huff. Seth whined, willing his eyes to open. It seemed his entire body weighed a thousand pounds. He slowly sat up in bed and looked at the clock.
7: 15 am
That meant he had 15 minutes to get ready for school. Not a problem. It never took Seth long, but this morning he planned on taking his sweat time. He was in no rush to get to school. Not like there's anyone there he wants to see, or rather, wants to see him. Ever since his little spat or whatever it was, at Julie Cooper's shower on Friday Summer hadn't said a word to him.
Well they hadn't exactly seen each other neither of them were making any attempts to contact the other. She didn't pick up the phone, or stop by, drop an email, a letter, a note from a carrier pigeon, nothing.
And what was even worse, Marissa wouldn't give him the Summer scoop and Ryan was busy dealing with ex-girlfriends to give him any valuable advice. So Seth did what he had been doing for years, pre-Summer, pre-Ryan, sit around and mope. Read some comics, played some video games, spill his inner feeling to Captain Oats, he even did a bit of homework.
Anything to keep his mind off the unavoidable doom school on Monday would bring, coming face to face with Summer, whom would most likely finalize their separation first chance she got.
Anything he could do to prolong his time at home he would.
He needed more time to formulate a plan, a scheme to fix the damage he'd caused with her father. 2 days wasn't enough! Besides it was the weekend, his brain never operated at full power on weekends, it knows that all days beginning with 'S's were rest days where it could shut down, reboot, and brace itself for a Monday at Harbor.
"Seth!" He heard his mother yell from the other side of his bedroom door. He had fallen asleep again.
"Wahyaa." He mumbled loudly.
"You had better be dressed?! Your waffles are getting cold and you need to leave in 8 minutes!"
"Okay." He snapped. He listened at Kirsten's footsteps made their way down the hall back downstairs.
Seth ran his hands across his face and slowly stood up. He made his way towards his bathroom to wash up and begin the day. The day that would ultimately lead to the end of his life.
10 minutes later, Seth jogged down the stairs, clad in blue jeans and a simple green T-shirt with a dulled outline of a dinosaur on the front, and into the kitchen.
Kirsten turned around from the counter where she was drinking her coffee when she heard him walk in. "You're going to be late. You'll have to eat on the way."
Seth nodded and took a large zip lock bag from the cupboard and walked over to his plate of waffles and bacon next to Ryan's empty plate. Seth carefully slid the waffles from the plate into the plastic bag, along with the bacon and small bowl of strawberries. Ryan watched him curiously as he chugged his orange juice.
Seth grabbed a fork and Ryan cleared the dishes from the table and put them in the sink.
"Seth that's going to make a mess." His mother scowled at the messy zip log bag Seth gripped tightly.
"What? Commuters on the freeway love it." Seth replied before giving his mother a quick peck on the cheek and followed Ryan out the door.
Ryan hopped behind the wheel of their SUV and started the engine.
"We pickin' up Marissa?" Seth didn't even look at him.
"No, she's getting a ride with Summer." Ryan said nonchalantly as he backed out of the driveway.
Seth turned slowly towards Ryan, trying to look pained. "Way to avoid the touchy subject, Rico Suave."
"You mean Summer?"
Seth just stared at him flatly, Ryan didn't notice.
"You guys aren't broken up?" He stated more then asked.
"Well not ye-et!" Seth whined and leaned his head back against the seat.
"So you think she's gonna dump you?"
"Not if she doesn't see me. I have a very structured plan, OAS."
Ryan shot Seth a quick side ways glance.
"Op. Avoid Summer. See, I figure, if she can't find me to break up with me, then we never break up."
"So you plan on avoiding her for the rest of your life?"
"Only until she gets altimeters and forgets about how I screwed up with her dad, or until he kicks out. Which ever comes first."
Ryan let out a silent laugh at his brother's small joke. Seth smiled out the window at the passing scenery. It faded as soon as his thoughts returned to his impending fate. What was he going to do? He couldn't even imagine what it would be like if they actually broke up. He loved her. He wouldn't be able to function without her.
"So... uh, have you heard anything about the camp we're going to this weekend?" Ryan was generally interested, he had heard some fairly interesting things about the Junior class trip to Lake Arrowhead.
"What, you mean like those Scooby stories?"
Ryan shrugged.
"Id believe the things I've seen on Cartoon network before I believe those old wives tales."
"What about that fisherman one?"
"Oh yea yea, about the old fisherman who use to be tortured by the campers at the lake until one day he snapped and sliced up all the kids with shark hooks one night when they were asleep?"
Ryan nodded.
"C'mon, you don't actually believe that stuff do you?"
"No, but it's just weird. I looked it up, there have been an unusual amount camper deaths in the past 20 years."
"All places have their own horror legends, and there nothing compared to the ones about Newport."
Of coarse he didn't believe those stupid rumors. Ryan had never actually been camping before, he was a curious, what's it like sleeping in a cabin in the woods? Dark, cold, hard, sounds just like Chino.
Ryan chuckled to himself. "Yea, did you hear the one about the juvenile delinquent from Chino who came and rocked the Newport boat a year ago?"
"Oh yea, yea! But that's not nearly as scary as the Evil Julie Cooper Witch who haunts Newportian events and attacks unsuspecting rich businessmen."
They laughed. Ryan was glad he could get Seth's mind of Summer for a bit. Although Ryan did have his plate full of girl problems of his own, he'd noticed Seth had adopted his own broody behavior lately.
"I was reading this brochure," Seth turned to face Ryan, "and they just got in a hand full of Laser 2s in at the Lake."
"Oh." Ryan tried to sound interested even though he had no idea what those were.
"The Laser 2 is an all-out, double-handed, racing machine featuring a trapeze and spinnaker that will challenge sailors of every level!" Seth was getting giddy.
Ryan gave him an odd look. Seth had managed to memorize the brochure... "Sounds um... great?" Ryan forced a half smile.
Seth nodded vigorously and turned to look out the window. That was the only thing that seemed to hold his attention from drifting back to Summer. If only girls were as simple as sailing...
Summary: Seth and Summer are amidst a breakup prior to their Junior class trip to eerie Lake Arrowhead. Is a good scare while camping exactly what will bring Summer running back into Seth's arms? Seth/Summer, minor R/M. Takes place after 1.25 "The Shower".
A/N: Well this is the first chapter, so it's a little short. The next one will be longer. Please R&R.
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Seth slowly lifted his tousled, curly head from his pillow as the alarm clock buzzed through his ears. He groaned and flopped over on his side, burying his head down under his comforter. A desperate to escape the sunlight that poured into his room through the thin blue curtain.
Seth wanted nothing more at that moment then to just be able to go back to sleep, for the sun to disappear back over the houses and take all his girl problems with it.
Seth closed his eyes and started to drift off when what seemed like less than 2 seconds, he heard his mother rapping on his bedroom door, yelling at him to get up. He groaned loudly, signaling he was awake and kicked the blankets off him in a huff. Seth whined, willing his eyes to open. It seemed his entire body weighed a thousand pounds. He slowly sat up in bed and looked at the clock.
7: 15 am
That meant he had 15 minutes to get ready for school. Not a problem. It never took Seth long, but this morning he planned on taking his sweat time. He was in no rush to get to school. Not like there's anyone there he wants to see, or rather, wants to see him. Ever since his little spat or whatever it was, at Julie Cooper's shower on Friday Summer hadn't said a word to him.
Well they hadn't exactly seen each other neither of them were making any attempts to contact the other. She didn't pick up the phone, or stop by, drop an email, a letter, a note from a carrier pigeon, nothing.
And what was even worse, Marissa wouldn't give him the Summer scoop and Ryan was busy dealing with ex-girlfriends to give him any valuable advice. So Seth did what he had been doing for years, pre-Summer, pre-Ryan, sit around and mope. Read some comics, played some video games, spill his inner feeling to Captain Oats, he even did a bit of homework.
Anything to keep his mind off the unavoidable doom school on Monday would bring, coming face to face with Summer, whom would most likely finalize their separation first chance she got.
Anything he could do to prolong his time at home he would.
He needed more time to formulate a plan, a scheme to fix the damage he'd caused with her father. 2 days wasn't enough! Besides it was the weekend, his brain never operated at full power on weekends, it knows that all days beginning with 'S's were rest days where it could shut down, reboot, and brace itself for a Monday at Harbor.
"Seth!" He heard his mother yell from the other side of his bedroom door. He had fallen asleep again.
"Wahyaa." He mumbled loudly.
"You had better be dressed?! Your waffles are getting cold and you need to leave in 8 minutes!"
"Okay." He snapped. He listened at Kirsten's footsteps made their way down the hall back downstairs.
Seth ran his hands across his face and slowly stood up. He made his way towards his bathroom to wash up and begin the day. The day that would ultimately lead to the end of his life.
10 minutes later, Seth jogged down the stairs, clad in blue jeans and a simple green T-shirt with a dulled outline of a dinosaur on the front, and into the kitchen.
Kirsten turned around from the counter where she was drinking her coffee when she heard him walk in. "You're going to be late. You'll have to eat on the way."
Seth nodded and took a large zip lock bag from the cupboard and walked over to his plate of waffles and bacon next to Ryan's empty plate. Seth carefully slid the waffles from the plate into the plastic bag, along with the bacon and small bowl of strawberries. Ryan watched him curiously as he chugged his orange juice.
Seth grabbed a fork and Ryan cleared the dishes from the table and put them in the sink.
"Seth that's going to make a mess." His mother scowled at the messy zip log bag Seth gripped tightly.
"What? Commuters on the freeway love it." Seth replied before giving his mother a quick peck on the cheek and followed Ryan out the door.
Ryan hopped behind the wheel of their SUV and started the engine.
"We pickin' up Marissa?" Seth didn't even look at him.
"No, she's getting a ride with Summer." Ryan said nonchalantly as he backed out of the driveway.
Seth turned slowly towards Ryan, trying to look pained. "Way to avoid the touchy subject, Rico Suave."
"You mean Summer?"
Seth just stared at him flatly, Ryan didn't notice.
"You guys aren't broken up?" He stated more then asked.
"Well not ye-et!" Seth whined and leaned his head back against the seat.
"So you think she's gonna dump you?"
"Not if she doesn't see me. I have a very structured plan, OAS."
Ryan shot Seth a quick side ways glance.
"Op. Avoid Summer. See, I figure, if she can't find me to break up with me, then we never break up."
"So you plan on avoiding her for the rest of your life?"
"Only until she gets altimeters and forgets about how I screwed up with her dad, or until he kicks out. Which ever comes first."
Ryan let out a silent laugh at his brother's small joke. Seth smiled out the window at the passing scenery. It faded as soon as his thoughts returned to his impending fate. What was he going to do? He couldn't even imagine what it would be like if they actually broke up. He loved her. He wouldn't be able to function without her.
"So... uh, have you heard anything about the camp we're going to this weekend?" Ryan was generally interested, he had heard some fairly interesting things about the Junior class trip to Lake Arrowhead.
"What, you mean like those Scooby stories?"
Ryan shrugged.
"Id believe the things I've seen on Cartoon network before I believe those old wives tales."
"What about that fisherman one?"
"Oh yea yea, about the old fisherman who use to be tortured by the campers at the lake until one day he snapped and sliced up all the kids with shark hooks one night when they were asleep?"
Ryan nodded.
"C'mon, you don't actually believe that stuff do you?"
"No, but it's just weird. I looked it up, there have been an unusual amount camper deaths in the past 20 years."
"All places have their own horror legends, and there nothing compared to the ones about Newport."
Of coarse he didn't believe those stupid rumors. Ryan had never actually been camping before, he was a curious, what's it like sleeping in a cabin in the woods? Dark, cold, hard, sounds just like Chino.
Ryan chuckled to himself. "Yea, did you hear the one about the juvenile delinquent from Chino who came and rocked the Newport boat a year ago?"
"Oh yea, yea! But that's not nearly as scary as the Evil Julie Cooper Witch who haunts Newportian events and attacks unsuspecting rich businessmen."
They laughed. Ryan was glad he could get Seth's mind of Summer for a bit. Although Ryan did have his plate full of girl problems of his own, he'd noticed Seth had adopted his own broody behavior lately.
"I was reading this brochure," Seth turned to face Ryan, "and they just got in a hand full of Laser 2s in at the Lake."
"Oh." Ryan tried to sound interested even though he had no idea what those were.
"The Laser 2 is an all-out, double-handed, racing machine featuring a trapeze and spinnaker that will challenge sailors of every level!" Seth was getting giddy.
Ryan gave him an odd look. Seth had managed to memorize the brochure... "Sounds um... great?" Ryan forced a half smile.
Seth nodded vigorously and turned to look out the window. That was the only thing that seemed to hold his attention from drifting back to Summer. If only girls were as simple as sailing...