Seth woke up to the sound of his alarm going off. 6:30 glowed in red on his
alarm clock. Seth put on his robe and went downstairs for some breakfast.
Sandy: Well, look who decided to get up on time for a change.
Seth: Good morning to you too, Dad.
Sandy: I know it's still early, but I need to talk to you about a few things. If you haven't forgotten already, me and your mother are going to New York this weekend to visit with my family. I want to make this point clear—no parties.
Seth: Oh darn! I was planning on hiring a few hookers, getting a keg, and snorting a couple lines of coke this weekend, but I guess that's out of the question now, isn't it?
Sandy: Very funny. But seriously, you can invite a couple friends over for a few hours maybe, but no big parties. And don't forget that you have to make up that AP Chemistry final on Saturday morning.
Seth: Dad, I got everything under control, Ok?
Kirsten then walked into the kitchen rolling her suitcase to the door.
Kirsten: We better get going, Sandy, our plan leaves in an hour.
Sandy: Ok. Seth, here's two hundred dollars. Buy some take out or something for the weekend.
Seth: Ok, see ya later.
Kirsten: Bye Honey.
Sandy and Kirsten drove off to the airport. Seth could hardly contain himself. He and Ryan had been planning to have a party ever since they heard of Sandy and Kirsten leaving. Seth ran to Ryan's room to wake him up.
Seth: Ryan, Ryan wake up dude.
Ryan: I'm up, I'm up.
Seth: Well, my friend put on your best wife beater, because we gots some shoppin to do up in heeere.
Ryan: Uh, aren't you forgetting that we have a little thing called school that we have to go to today?
Seth: Didn't you hear? We both came down with a terrible case of laryngitis. We're much too sick to go to school today.
Ryan: Nice. Ok, how many people are coming to this thing anyway?
Seth: I'm not sure, but I put about 50 flyers around school advertising for it, so there should be a good turnout.
Ryan: Wow. There is gonna be a lot of people here.
Seth: That's nothing. I put double that around the city.
Ryan: What? Seth, don't you think that's pushing it? Now your inviting people we don't even know off the streets. What if they steal something?
Seth: Yeah, because I'm sure my mother's antique table cloth is all the rage in "da hood". Chill out, dude. Summer and Marissa are coming over soon, so get dressed.
Ryan: Summer and Marissa? How did they get out of school?
Seth: Apparently, laryngitis is very contagious.
A few minutes later, Marissa and Summer ringed the doorbell.
Seth: Hello ladies. Marissa, Ryan's in the poolhouse. He said he wanted you to go there.
Marissa walked into the poolhouse.
Marissa: Hey, baby.
She walked over and gave Ryan a kiss on the lips.
Ryan: What's up?
Marissa: Well, something's wrong with Summer.
Ryan: Like what?
Marissa: I'm not sure exactly, but she wanted to come over to see Seth immediately.
Ryan: Well, you know how weird Summer can get.
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Summer: Seth, we need to talk.
Seth: Ok, about what?
Summer: Cohen, I think I might be pregnant.
Seth: Wha what!?
Sandy: Well, look who decided to get up on time for a change.
Seth: Good morning to you too, Dad.
Sandy: I know it's still early, but I need to talk to you about a few things. If you haven't forgotten already, me and your mother are going to New York this weekend to visit with my family. I want to make this point clear—no parties.
Seth: Oh darn! I was planning on hiring a few hookers, getting a keg, and snorting a couple lines of coke this weekend, but I guess that's out of the question now, isn't it?
Sandy: Very funny. But seriously, you can invite a couple friends over for a few hours maybe, but no big parties. And don't forget that you have to make up that AP Chemistry final on Saturday morning.
Seth: Dad, I got everything under control, Ok?
Kirsten then walked into the kitchen rolling her suitcase to the door.
Kirsten: We better get going, Sandy, our plan leaves in an hour.
Sandy: Ok. Seth, here's two hundred dollars. Buy some take out or something for the weekend.
Seth: Ok, see ya later.
Kirsten: Bye Honey.
Sandy and Kirsten drove off to the airport. Seth could hardly contain himself. He and Ryan had been planning to have a party ever since they heard of Sandy and Kirsten leaving. Seth ran to Ryan's room to wake him up.
Seth: Ryan, Ryan wake up dude.
Ryan: I'm up, I'm up.
Seth: Well, my friend put on your best wife beater, because we gots some shoppin to do up in heeere.
Ryan: Uh, aren't you forgetting that we have a little thing called school that we have to go to today?
Seth: Didn't you hear? We both came down with a terrible case of laryngitis. We're much too sick to go to school today.
Ryan: Nice. Ok, how many people are coming to this thing anyway?
Seth: I'm not sure, but I put about 50 flyers around school advertising for it, so there should be a good turnout.
Ryan: Wow. There is gonna be a lot of people here.
Seth: That's nothing. I put double that around the city.
Ryan: What? Seth, don't you think that's pushing it? Now your inviting people we don't even know off the streets. What if they steal something?
Seth: Yeah, because I'm sure my mother's antique table cloth is all the rage in "da hood". Chill out, dude. Summer and Marissa are coming over soon, so get dressed.
Ryan: Summer and Marissa? How did they get out of school?
Seth: Apparently, laryngitis is very contagious.
A few minutes later, Marissa and Summer ringed the doorbell.
Seth: Hello ladies. Marissa, Ryan's in the poolhouse. He said he wanted you to go there.
Marissa walked into the poolhouse.
Marissa: Hey, baby.
She walked over and gave Ryan a kiss on the lips.
Ryan: What's up?
Marissa: Well, something's wrong with Summer.
Ryan: Like what?
Marissa: I'm not sure exactly, but she wanted to come over to see Seth immediately.
Ryan: Well, you know how weird Summer can get.
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Summer: Seth, we need to talk.
Seth: Ok, about what?
Summer: Cohen, I think I might be pregnant.
Seth: Wha what!?