I'm updating this much faster than usual! Take as a compliment fellow readers of OC fanfiction! Anyways . . . Chapter Six. (I'll try to make this a lot longer than usual.)

Chapter 8

 

 

 

 

The kids ran off to see then new white Bengal Tiger, leaving Ryan and Marissa alone.

"Marissa? Is that you?" A perky blonde walked up to Marissa and gave a peck on each cheek.

"Well, what a pleasure Marcia! Are you here with Ralph?"

All of a sudden Marcia's face became red with anger. "Ralph was screwing his bitch ass of an assistant at the Hamptons."

Marissa seemed a bit taken back at this new piece of information. "That's horrific. Such a horrible act! How are you holding up?"

Suddenly Marcia's face lighted up. "Actually, I'm doing very well. Because he cheated on me, the judge took pity on me and gave me half of everything Ralph owned. I am now a single and rich lady. Ralph is now off the Forbes List!"

The two women giggled.

Marcia turned to leave. "Sorry Marissa, hun, I got to go retrieve Trevor before he gets his hands bitten off by the cheetahs. See you later!"

They exchanged goodbyes.

Several more people walked up to Marissa. They idly chatted about their life, Hollywood, and their nominations or money. To Ryan, this was Newport and his high school years all over again. He felt like the outsider while Marissa was the queen of the Newport society. He still didn't fit in, still the poor boy that didn't have the splendor and the lives that everyone else had. Everyone basically had it made, Seth, Summer, Marissa, and even Luke who became a male runway model. He should of gone into the entertainment industry. Everyone who had no real talent or brilliance in Newport got either involved with the entertainment business, inherited and ran their parents' company, or married some rich chum or lady.

"Ryan?" Marissa quizzically asked him, breaking his reverie.

"Yea?"

"I think we should be able to leave soon. The kids are bored. But first, I need to deposit a check into the donation box. It's just the courteous thing to do. Plus, they wouldn't allow us in if they knew we weren't going to give money.

"Ok."

Ryan and Marissa walked up to the box with the kids walking in front. Ryan held Ethan's hand while Marissa held Emma's hand. A hush silent went over the party. All of a sudden they started pointing and whispered to who ever they were standing with. Marissa squeezed Emma's hand tighter. She knew that they weren't talking because they saw the great Marissa Cooper since there were so many other outstanding actors and actresses there. It was a ritual before the Oscars, they would attend this charity event. Marissa just brushed all of her insecurities away and wrote a check for a million dollars.

Ryan glanced at the check. God, how much did Marissa make for one movie these days? His pay wouldn't even accumulate to a million dollars for another few decades. This definitely made him a bit depressed for a few seconds. He waited for Marissa to drop of the check and they headed back to the BMW.

On the drive back, Marissa and Ryan talked about all they missed and caught up with each other's lives.

They arrived back at the hotel in good time. They went up to the elevator. When the doors were about to close, Ryan thought he saw a blur of blonde hair that belonged to the one person he wanted to see the least. Seth and Summer's marriage was bliss, and he wasn't going to let it crumble. At least if she was here, she better have good intentions here, like maybe a business trip. If that was who he thought it was.

The elevator dinged at the floor. Again, they had to use the annoying key mechanism. He took the key out of his pocket and let Madison insert it. The doors slid open. They all stepped out into the carpeted hall. Behind them, the elevator dinged again as it closed the doors and slid down to pick up somebody else. Ryan was ready to go to sleep. He was pretty sure the kids wanted to go to take a short nap. He looked at Ethan who looked like he was ready to drop out on the ground from tiredness.

"Hey, Marissa. I think I might tuck the kids in for a short afternoon nap and go take a nap myself."

"Sure, Ryan! Whatever." She gave Ryan a quick peck on the cheek.

The foursome walked down the hall towards the bedrooms.

Marissa smiled at the happy scene and sauntered towards the kitchen where she found a note left on the black granite counter:

Hey Coop-

I'm at the spa downstairs. Come down when you're ready. Just say Cohen, and they'll take you to my room. See you in a while.

--Summer

Marissa smiled and dressed into more comfortable clothes. She slid out quietly, not wanting to disturb the kids and Ryan since they were asleep. She stepped into the elevator and pressed the 6. She could really catch up with Summer now, it had been a pretty long time since they had "girl talk". The doors stopped to pick someone up at the restaurant floor. She looked out to the beautiful view the restaurant had to offer. Then she saw her. Anna. What's Anna doing here? But before Marissa could react, the elevator doors closed and it lunged down.

Marissa got out at the floor and went to the reception.

"Name?"

"Cohen, Summer."

"She's in the last room in the left hallway."

"Thanks." Marissa warmly smiled at her.

The receptionist handed her a white terry cloth robe and slippers. They were emblazoned with the Four Seasons Trademark Symbol.

"You can change in there." The lady pointed to the door near the desk.

Marissa walked towards it. After changing her clothes into spa wear, she put her clothes into a locker and set off for Summer. She padded down the hallway into Summer's room.

"Coop! I was wondering where you were!"

Summer was getting a massage by a masseuse who obviously looked aggravated at the fact that Summer had randomly jumped off during the middle of a massage.

Marissa settled herself onto the cot next to Summer's and another masseuse came to work on her. Summer and Marissa just talked about everything. Marissa was still really guilty about Anna. Should I tell her or not?

Marissa decided not to, Anna could have been here for pleasure or business. She didn't have to be here to take back Seth. Marissa just pushed into the back of her mind and continued her afternoon of relaxation.



Meanwhile. . .

Anna was sitting in her room. This was her chance. Her chance to get back Seth had finally come. Summer didn't deserve him. As far as she was concerned, Summer was a snobby, rich bitch who only cared about money. Probably why she married Seth, just for the money. Anna was going to get back the love of her life if her own life depended on it.

Anna looked around the room. She had everything set up. She had her laptop and cameras. Anna had been working on a plan for a long time. It was perfected. Her plan was going to begin right now.

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Authors Note: Review Review Review. Next chapter is going to be the Oscars!