Leaving Civilization, Entering Chaos.

Part Two By KatieJoWitter.

A/N: Thanks to all the people who reviewed this! This is probably the slowest and worst chapter in the whole story. Sorry.

And to one review who didn't like the idea of my born-again fic, I'll change the end a bit. K?

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Wednesday morning: nine am

"Hold on for a second!" Ryan yelled as he scrambled out of bed. He opened the door.

"Is this Ryan Atwood's room?" the friendly man asked.

"Yes. it is. Who are you?"

"Matt Pomes, I was told to give you this message." He started to clear his throat to begin reading when Ryan interrupted him.

"Could I just read the message? you don't have to."

"Yes sir. goodbye." Matt said politely before leaving the hallway.

"Ok, what do we have here?" Ryan mumbled to himself. Quickly opening the envelope, he read the note.

Atwood, Remember you have an art class today. Don't be late.

Peters

"Great! I spent 10 whole minutes just to remind me to go!" he angrily chuckled to the mirror.

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At two o'clock on the dot, he walked into a small cutely decorated classroom. It had beautiful art work on the walls and the smell of paint wafted into his nose.

"Hello, Can I help you?" Questioned a gorgeous woman. She had long wavy blonde hair, beautiful hazel eyes, and the fullest, most-kissable lips he had ever seen. There was his Marissa Cooper.

"Oh yes. I'm here for the painting class." He extended his arm to shake Miss Cooper's hand. "Ryan Atwood."

"Marissa Cooper. Well, you're in luck. You got me for the whole hour. My other students are on spring break and aren't going to be here. Come take a sit."
Ryan walked over to a chair and sat down on it. He was memorized by Marissa's figure. It was wonderfully curved in all the right places and her legs looked endless.

"What do you want to start with? I have pencils, charcoal,, ink, paint,..?"

"How about a pencil." Ryan told her. She was coming back with a finely sharpened pencil when her phone rang.

"Could you hold on for a minute?"

"Take all the time you need."

Marissa ran to answer the telephone.

"Hello, Marissa Cooper speaking.. Oh yes... Cindy...yes...aha...tomorrow...3 pm...my house...of course... yes....no.... I'll be fine... bye bye now... bye... yes...bye"

After she hung up the phone, she let out a tired yawn.

"Sorry for the wait. That was my sister. She's driving me crazy."

"No problem."

"Now I want you to draw me a person's face. Just quickly sketch it. Just keep in mind that the eyes are in the middle of the face."

"Okay."

Ryan started drawing. The next hour went by in a flash. They both talked continuously during his art lesson. Even though Ryan had no skill whatsoever is drawing, he was able to draw stick people without Marissa's help!

"Marissa, I was wondering if you had any plans for tomorrow night?"

"No. why?"

"Would you like to have a cup of coffee with me and you can tell me everything about yourself?"

Marissa looked like a deer in the middle of the road startled by a cars headlights. She blushed.

"That sounds like a lovely idea. I would absolutely love a cup of coffee with you."

"Then that settled. Is seven o'clock okay?"

"Perfect. Where shall I meet you?"

"Oh No, No, No. I am an gentleman. Where do you live?" Even though Ryan already knew her address, and passed by her house many times, she didn't know. And that's how he was going to keep it.

"here's my card with the address on it."

"Ok. I'll pick you up at seven o'clock then. It's a date!"

"Ok. It was nice meeting you and remember to come back for your next class on Friday. You really need the help!" Marissa laughed as she opened the door so Ryan could exit.

To be continued.

So this is what I'm thinking. One chapter a day which means you'll get 37 days of Marissa and Ryan.

And if I mistakenly forget to not replace the name in one spot. Ryan=Pacey and Marissa=Joey! Enjoy!