Rating for this chapter: PG-13
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Note: Thanks for all the reviews…keep them coming, your reviews motivate me to write! Also, I'll probably updating once or twice more this weekend, since my classes were cancelled due to the snowstorm that we're having here. And since this is my first winter in a "snow" area coming from OC, I really have no desire to walk outside. So I'll be here, in my dorm, writing a few more chapters for your reading pleasure. For those of you wondering about the song in the last chapter, it's from the movie American Pie, when the kids are getting ready for the prom and Tara Reid's character is dancing in front of her mirror. If anyone has any questions about songs or you want to hear some of the more obscure ones, just drop me an email or feel free to IM me. I'll see what I can do--I think it's just cooler to listen to the songs as you're reading the chapters. Sorry for the long note, I felt like rambling…on to the story:
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Chapter 6: Falls Apart
Summer hugged the Laundry shirt and knee length D&G pencil skirt to her body. Today was the Winter Formal pep rally. She was so happy, as her father had promised to be there to walk her out. The Harbor high school tradition was that the prince's mother and the princess's father were to walk out their children, then hand them off to each other. She adored the way the cream colored shirt made her features look softer and wrapped her body tightly and the way the brown suede skirt accentuated her curves and made her feel like a woman. Her smoky eye makeup gave her a mysterious glow about her face. She looked gorgeous.
Summer sat on the bed, facing her mirror, strapping on her strappy Stuart Weitzman stilettos on. She smiled to herself. She checked the alarm clock, 8:15 AM. Okay, so she skipped her zero period. She needed as much time as possible to prepare. But it was getting late. Where was he? She reached over for her Bulgari perfume and spritzed it into the air, letting it mist over her body. He would be there. He promised.
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Seth sat in the Rover, contemplating whether he should start the car and start driving to Summer's, or be a coward and just sit in the driveway. He was opting more toward sit like a coward in the driveway. He looked at the roses seated next to him in the car. He bought them as a "Congratulations, you're on Winter Court"-type thing and if she had accepted them, he was going to ask her to go to the dance with him. He couldn't believe she didn't have a date. Leaving Summer Roberts to go to a dance alone was like a crime. She was going to go stag with Marissa. But if he could convince Summer to go with him, they could ditch Marissa with Ryan. He started up the car. He was going to sac up and go for it. The worst she could go was rip out his intestines and stomp on them. Scarily enough, that prospect kind of turned him on a little bit.
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"Uh-huh. No, no, it's ok Daddy," silent tears streamed down Summer's face.
"Princess, I'm really sorry. It's just, Missy and I are stuck her for another few days. You understand don't you hun? Business before pleasure, right?"
"Right Daddy. It's perfectly fine. You go and take care of whatever."
"Thank you for understanding sweetheart. I'm so proud of you. My little girl has become this amazingly bright and mature woman. I love you, and to make it up to you, go to the mall this afternoon and treat yourself to something for the dance."
"I've already gotten everything for the dance." Dan Roberts could tell Summer was upset. She never refused an offer to go to the mall.
"That's okay, get yourself something nice anyway. You deserve it."
"Thanks Daddy," she could hardly suppress the sniffles.
"I know you're upset that we can't be there for the dance, but I want you to take a lot of pictures for me. And I'll see you in a couple of days. We can go to that Dolce restaurant, you know the one you like so much because of that Catcher kid."
"Kutcher. Ashton Kutcher."
"Yeah, that's the one. I'll take you to brunch at the Ritz."
Summer sniffed, "We always go to the Ritz for brunch."
"Not to the one in London." Summer sighed in resignation. He found her weak spot.
"Okay, Daddy. I'll see you on Monday."
"Thank you, honey. You know this is business that I have to take care of. And that I want nothing more than to be there with you today."
"Yeah, I understand." Summer buried her head in her pillows. Her father always missed everything. She had heard the former speech dozens of times during her teenage years. Whenever something important was up, be it a dance recital, father-daughter picnic, or tennis match, he never failed to disappoint. She forgave him every time. He bought her love and she knew it. Her body heaved with sobs as the doorbell rang.
She falls apart
By herself
No one there to talk or understand
Feels the same
Dries her eyes
Finds herself, opens a door and sighs
People see right through you
Everyone knew you well
Falls apart
Might as well
Day is long and nothin' is wasted
Run away, Run away
Hold you tomorrow but your goin' away
Run away, run away
Hold you tomorrow but you're leavin' today
You walk alone
By yourself
There's the sound, nothin' is changin'
They've gone away
Left you there
Emptiness in nothin' you can't share
All those words that hurt you
More than you would let it show
Comes apart
By yourself
Always well but nothing is wasted
Run away, run away
Hold on to you but you're goin' away
Run away, run away
Hold you tomorrow but your leavin' today
Falls Apart by Sugar Ray (Shoutout to McG, who has directed several of their videos)
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