Author's Note: Okay, this one came out really, really easily. I hope that's a good thing. I'm going to have two more after this, and I'll probably finish it by...Thursday-ish. As always, I own nothing, and I want you to read and review. Peace and love...

"Mushroom-leek crescent?"

"Come on, buddy, change it up a little bit."

"Enjoy the party."

Summer saw Anna's eyes light up as Seth talked, as if she was a puppy or something. Summer just tried to roll her eyes without seeming to not care about him. Anna was thinking the same thing. How could they make fun of the other without making Seth angry or annoyed?

"Come on, Seth, I'm going this way." Anna seemed to glare at her for a second, but it was gone in a second with a light smile.

"Oh, well, I'm going this way." You wanna play, bitch? Summer's eyebrows rose. She knew how to play this game. Anna was still the new girl.

Seth was speechless for a second, realizing what they were doing to him. Making him choose right there. He needed to talk to Ryan. Badly. And since he never was good at keeping quiet, he let his thoughts pour out.

"Oh, you guys are? I'm going to find Ryan."

He pushed past both of them and they both let their jaws drop. Summer glanced at Anna and brushed her off. They walked off in separate directions and Summer let her eyes roll as high as they had been waiting to go. She tried to find someone she knew, but her eyes kept wandering back to look for Anna to make sure that she wasn't doing anything that she'd have to fix. After another few minutes, she grabbed a glass of champagne from one of the countless trays and gulped it. Anna found Seth.

Summer grabbed another glass of champagne and downed it right after the other. Her head spun a little, but she was far from drunk. She stood among dozens of beautiful men and women dancing under white twinkling lights. And Anna was making Seth laugh by the fountain. The opposite side of the fountain from where Summer was. She saw Seth laugh again and smile at Anna, but that was it. Even if he knew Summer was watching, he could've kissed her cheek or something. But he didn't. And the two champagnes seemed to feel a lot better.

After a few drunken grins from men that could be her father, she finally saw Anna excuse herself and leave Seth's side. She took her chance and ran over to him.

"Hey, Cohen."

"Hey. Summer."

"Come here, I want to give you your present."

"Oh, you didn't have to get..."

"Come on."

She grabbed his hand and pulled him to the abandoned office she had seen a couple who had obviously had more than two glasses of champagne come out of. It was very small, but no one was going to be coming in. Seth bumped something with his knee and she heard him wince.

"Summer, what are we doing here, because Anna was just going to get drinks and she's going to be back in one second?"

"Shh. Come here."

"What?"

"Just come here."

Gently, she pushed him backwards onto a couch and grinned. Her heart was going a hundred miles an hour, but she didn't seem to notice. She blinked quickly to shake it off.

"Stay there."

She slowly flicked on the light and stood in front of him. Looking down at her feet, she seemed to be reminded of Thanksgiving. She didn't know how far this would go, how far she wanted it to go. Grinning, she looked up at him through her thick eyelashes.

"I hear you like comic books, Cohen."

Seth nodded his head.

"This is true."

She sucked in another breath and flew her thoughts back to him laughing with Anna. She had been sitting there, looking so smug, and he just laughed. She unzipped the side of her dress and slid it off the hips she had been toning for over a week. There wasn't much of a visible difference. She dropped her dress to the floor and straightened out the fifty dollar costume from some scary place that smelled like some form of cheese. But Seth had a look of amazement on his face and she grinned.

"Merry Christmas."

He almost laughed.

"Good lord. I think I'm going to pass out."

She grinned and pulled out her Lasso of...Wisdom? Honesty? Something and was actually pretty surprised that she could throw it accurately. Eighth grade, dated baseball player. But eighth grade had been a long time ago. But she still hooked it around his shoulders.

"You're not going anywhere."

And she almost laughed. This was so cheesy and...strange. It was just weird, but she strangely enough was enjoying it to an extreme. Seth held up his hands and shook his head in disbelief. He walked up to her and she smiled up at his curls that were starting to fall into his face. She brushed them aside and covered his lips with hers. She tried to push off his jacket, but some strong piece of cardboard stopped her. She pulled away from him and pulled the sheets of paper out of his jacket.

"What's this?"

She unfolded the paper and skimmed the cover with her eyes.

"That's, um, Anna's present."

It had "The Adventures of Seth Cohen" scrolled across the front and an adorable illustration of Seth holding on to a plastic horse in mid stride. It was too cute.

"She made it?"

Softly, she flipped the pages and saw cartoon Seth jumping on trapezes and rescuing damsels in distress.

"It's amazing."

She felt her eye cloud but shook her head. She was a Marissa, crying over every thing that went wrong. Suddenly, she felt very cold as the December air brushed her legs.

"Yeah, but your present's amazing too. It's really amazing."

She shook her head and turned the page again as the door opened.

"Hey. There you...are."

Anna opened the door and Summer's eyes flew away from Seth Cohen's rodeo in a tuxedo. She heard Seth jolt his head too.

"Summer was just giving me her gift. It's cool."

"You're Wonder Woman?"

She couldn't hear herself anymore. She had all these images of Seth and Anna laughing together in her head and her eyes took in her dressed in a costume for a woman from a comic book. It was basically lingerie and she had only really known this guy for four weeks. They weren't even going out.

"Yeah, so?"

"I mean you look...amazing."

Like a slut. She didn't have anything to offer this guy so she stripped for him. Classy.

"Is that my story?"

Summer pushed the papers into Seth's hand and kept looking at her thighs that were way too big.

"Oh my god. I made you a comic book. What am I, eight?"

Summer's cheeks were hot. Very hot. And she couldn't hear Anna.

"Way to go, Wonder Whore."

She grabbed her dress from around her ankles and held it up against her chest.

"Hey, Wonder Woman's not a whore, okay? Stop."

She turned her pleading eyes to Anna and let out a wispy, weak laugh.

"What are we doing?"

"I don't know but I think it's ridiculous."

"Let's not, let's not, let's not have one speed bump derail the whole train, okay? Let's not throw the baby out with the bathwater. Let's not...make some more metaphors."

He wasn't making any sense. But Summer was thinking about Anna. And the carefully penciled drawings in Seth's pocket. And what she had done to try to top it.

"Look. I'm not into talking about...feelings or whatever. But I like you. And so does she." She gestured toward Anna and let her eyebrows crease.

"And if this keeps going, someone's going to get hurt."

And it was going to be Summer. Who else would it be? The perfect, sweet blonde who was perfect for the perfect guy? But she had to get this over with.

"You gotta choose, Cohen."

Anna stole her storm out once again, but Summer quickly followed her. Seth stood in the middle of the room with that Lasso of...Truth. that was it. Around his shoulders. Summer ran out of the building and called her dad. She had to talk to someone and she had a feeling that Marissa wasn't going to be ready to talk about Summer. So she sat on the side of the curb and let what had happened in one day rush to her head. She was suddenly dizzy. Very dizzy.