CHAPTER 5: Melancholy
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It had been a late night for everybody in Newport. Seth hadn't gotten any
sleep the night before, as he was too busy trying to think everything over.
Ryan knew how much he liked her, how much he cares for her. And he just
threw it in his face and went off with Summer anyway. And then there's
Summer, who had no idea about any of this. So while he likes Summer, so
does Ryan, but Summer likes Ryan too.
He started to wonder whether it was meant to be. Ryan and Summer? Was it
possible? Sure, but Summer had no idea of his past until that night, and
even then, she still looked like she cared. Which was weird, because Summer
is, well... very cautious of her reputation.
Meanwhile, Ryan was wondering around the town that evening. He stopped at
the beach and just thought about where his life was going. Whether he liked
it or not, he had to get along with Seth otherwise he might end up in one
of the worst families around. He decided that it had to end with him and
Summer.
"Hey kid, wake up," said an old man as he tapped Ryan on the shoulder. Ryan
had drifted off on a bench near the beach, and he looked up and wiped his
eyes. "You OK?"
"Yeah, I just feel asleep, you know? Thinking things over?"
"I understand, but you gotta be careful. Dark people come out at night
time." Ryan nodded, and propped himself up. He looked at his watch and saw
the time. It was 7:30, which was fairly early considering the rough night
he had.
"I have to run home, thank you." He shook the man's hand, and then ran back
home. Ryan ran back to the Cohen's house, and was greeted by a suspicious family.
"I feel asleep somewhere..." he said, as the others satred on. "It was an
accident, I'm sorry."
"You sure it wasn't at Summer's?" Seth smirked at Ryan.
"You stayed at..."
"No, I didn't. I... erm... met an old friend working in town. He let me
stay at his for the night."
"Look, you're here now. Let's just have breakfast," Sandy replied. He
walked on through to the kitchen, with Kirsten behind him.
"Can we forget..." Ryan started, but Seth walked on.
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"That was good, Mom. Thanks."
"No problem, Seth. I know I didn't do anything, but you know, it was still
nice." Kirsten grabbed her blazer and purse, and kissed Seth on the cheek.
"I'm off now, OK?"
"Ewww, Mom!" She left before she could hear all of it, which left Seth and
Ryan alone again.
"We need to talk."
"No we don't dude! Clearly you like her, and she likes you!" Seth threw his
plate in the basin and went to walk away.
"Look, if you don't want me to see her then I won't," Ryan shouted, gaining
Seth's attention. "I don't wanna let something like this ruin our
friendship. I mean, you're one of the only friends I've got around here."
"It's just, you know how frustrating it feels?"
"It was all a mistake, and I'm going over there later to tell her that we
shouldn't see each other anymore. Happy?" Seth flashed a quick smile, and
Ryan made one back. "C'mon, you wanna go out?"
"I think I'm just gonna kick back here, you know?"
"That's cool, well. I'll see you later, then?"
"Sure."
Ryan dropped his plate in the basin, then washed his hands quickly. Seth
was still curious about Ryan. I mean, the guy was a criminal! He didn't
trust him after what happened. But he realized the bad upbringing he had,
and didn't let the little mishap get in the way. After Ryan had finished in
the kitchen, he walked out of the room, waving goodbye cautiously to Seth.
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"Right. OK, you can do this. She's just a girl, she's just a girl, she's
just a... hi!"
Summer opened the door and welcomed in a nervous Ryan. She had no idea he
was coming over, and was wearing a very casual sweater top and a short
skirt.
"Oh my God! I look a mess. I'll BRB"
"BRB?"
"Oh, be right back."
She walked upstairs and looked back again, staring at Ryan, who was
fiddling his fingers. She laughed to herself, then continued upstairs. Ryan
sat on the sofa, switching position every 10 seconds. Eventually he sat
straight up and started looking around the room, as if he'd never been
there before. After around fifteen minutes, Summer walked back downstairs,
this time wearing a skimpy top, her skirt again, and this time, she had
makeup on. She walked into the room slowly, and sat up against Ryan, who
shimmyed away.
"What? What's wrong? You didn't seem to have any problems last night," she
said, winking at Ryan afterwards.
"I don't know, I mean. Seth was really pissed last night when he found
out."
"Seth! That's his name!" Ryan carried on to the other side of the sofa,
further away from Summer. "You were saying?"
"I was saying?" Ryan tried to speak as he stared at Summer, who sat with
her legs stretched out and her hands behind her head. "Yeah, right. Erm, I
just don't know if this is a good idea anymore."
"Wha! You're breaking it off?" Summer immediately got out of her place and
walked up to Ryan. "Look, I know you want to be Seth's friend a lot, and I
know that you don't know that many people around here. But you can't let
that get in the way of this. I know you want me, and I want you." She
continued talking, backing him up against the sofa arm, and eventually
making Ryan fall over and back onto the sofa. "All you have to do is give
this a chance, just us two. Se, Stu..."
"Seth?" corrected Ryan.
"Yeah, Seth, will get over it eventually, I know it. Just don't be to hasty
about this." Summer slithered on top of a defenseless Ryan, and brushed her
hair back.
"I just think that..."
"Don't think," were Summer's last words, when she went in to kiss him. They
locked lips for a few seconds, until Ryan moved his head away.
"No, I can't. I'm sorry, but like you said, I know no one around here
except you, Marissa and Seth. I can't risk it all on this."
Ryan wriggled away from Summer, who stayed laying on the sofa. He waved
goodbye and opened the door, leaving Summer on the sofa. Outside, Ryan
scruffed his hair back the way he usually had it, and sorted his clothes
out.
"What the hell, man!" said a furious Seth.
"No, I mean. We didn't do anything, I swear."
"Forget it, what's the point," he said, as he skated down the drive.
"Seth! I promise I didn't do anything with her!" But Ryan's shouts were
useless as Seth rolled down the street.
- - - - -
It had been a late night for everybody in Newport. Seth hadn't gotten any
sleep the night before, as he was too busy trying to think everything over.
Ryan knew how much he liked her, how much he cares for her. And he just
threw it in his face and went off with Summer anyway. And then there's
Summer, who had no idea about any of this. So while he likes Summer, so
does Ryan, but Summer likes Ryan too.
He started to wonder whether it was meant to be. Ryan and Summer? Was it
possible? Sure, but Summer had no idea of his past until that night, and
even then, she still looked like she cared. Which was weird, because Summer
is, well... very cautious of her reputation.
Meanwhile, Ryan was wondering around the town that evening. He stopped at
the beach and just thought about where his life was going. Whether he liked
it or not, he had to get along with Seth otherwise he might end up in one
of the worst families around. He decided that it had to end with him and
Summer.
"Hey kid, wake up," said an old man as he tapped Ryan on the shoulder. Ryan
had drifted off on a bench near the beach, and he looked up and wiped his
eyes. "You OK?"
"Yeah, I just feel asleep, you know? Thinking things over?"
"I understand, but you gotta be careful. Dark people come out at night
time." Ryan nodded, and propped himself up. He looked at his watch and saw
the time. It was 7:30, which was fairly early considering the rough night
he had.
"I have to run home, thank you." He shook the man's hand, and then ran back
home. Ryan ran back to the Cohen's house, and was greeted by a suspicious family.
"I feel asleep somewhere..." he said, as the others satred on. "It was an
accident, I'm sorry."
"You sure it wasn't at Summer's?" Seth smirked at Ryan.
"You stayed at..."
"No, I didn't. I... erm... met an old friend working in town. He let me
stay at his for the night."
"Look, you're here now. Let's just have breakfast," Sandy replied. He
walked on through to the kitchen, with Kirsten behind him.
"Can we forget..." Ryan started, but Seth walked on.
- - - - -
"That was good, Mom. Thanks."
"No problem, Seth. I know I didn't do anything, but you know, it was still
nice." Kirsten grabbed her blazer and purse, and kissed Seth on the cheek.
"I'm off now, OK?"
"Ewww, Mom!" She left before she could hear all of it, which left Seth and
Ryan alone again.
"We need to talk."
"No we don't dude! Clearly you like her, and she likes you!" Seth threw his
plate in the basin and went to walk away.
"Look, if you don't want me to see her then I won't," Ryan shouted, gaining
Seth's attention. "I don't wanna let something like this ruin our
friendship. I mean, you're one of the only friends I've got around here."
"It's just, you know how frustrating it feels?"
"It was all a mistake, and I'm going over there later to tell her that we
shouldn't see each other anymore. Happy?" Seth flashed a quick smile, and
Ryan made one back. "C'mon, you wanna go out?"
"I think I'm just gonna kick back here, you know?"
"That's cool, well. I'll see you later, then?"
"Sure."
Ryan dropped his plate in the basin, then washed his hands quickly. Seth
was still curious about Ryan. I mean, the guy was a criminal! He didn't
trust him after what happened. But he realized the bad upbringing he had,
and didn't let the little mishap get in the way. After Ryan had finished in
the kitchen, he walked out of the room, waving goodbye cautiously to Seth.
- - - - -
"Right. OK, you can do this. She's just a girl, she's just a girl, she's
just a... hi!"
Summer opened the door and welcomed in a nervous Ryan. She had no idea he
was coming over, and was wearing a very casual sweater top and a short
skirt.
"Oh my God! I look a mess. I'll BRB"
"BRB?"
"Oh, be right back."
She walked upstairs and looked back again, staring at Ryan, who was
fiddling his fingers. She laughed to herself, then continued upstairs. Ryan
sat on the sofa, switching position every 10 seconds. Eventually he sat
straight up and started looking around the room, as if he'd never been
there before. After around fifteen minutes, Summer walked back downstairs,
this time wearing a skimpy top, her skirt again, and this time, she had
makeup on. She walked into the room slowly, and sat up against Ryan, who
shimmyed away.
"What? What's wrong? You didn't seem to have any problems last night," she
said, winking at Ryan afterwards.
"I don't know, I mean. Seth was really pissed last night when he found
out."
"Seth! That's his name!" Ryan carried on to the other side of the sofa,
further away from Summer. "You were saying?"
"I was saying?" Ryan tried to speak as he stared at Summer, who sat with
her legs stretched out and her hands behind her head. "Yeah, right. Erm, I
just don't know if this is a good idea anymore."
"Wha! You're breaking it off?" Summer immediately got out of her place and
walked up to Ryan. "Look, I know you want to be Seth's friend a lot, and I
know that you don't know that many people around here. But you can't let
that get in the way of this. I know you want me, and I want you." She
continued talking, backing him up against the sofa arm, and eventually
making Ryan fall over and back onto the sofa. "All you have to do is give
this a chance, just us two. Se, Stu..."
"Seth?" corrected Ryan.
"Yeah, Seth, will get over it eventually, I know it. Just don't be to hasty
about this." Summer slithered on top of a defenseless Ryan, and brushed her
hair back.
"I just think that..."
"Don't think," were Summer's last words, when she went in to kiss him. They
locked lips for a few seconds, until Ryan moved his head away.
"No, I can't. I'm sorry, but like you said, I know no one around here
except you, Marissa and Seth. I can't risk it all on this."
Ryan wriggled away from Summer, who stayed laying on the sofa. He waved
goodbye and opened the door, leaving Summer on the sofa. Outside, Ryan
scruffed his hair back the way he usually had it, and sorted his clothes
out.
"What the hell, man!" said a furious Seth.
"No, I mean. We didn't do anything, I swear."
"Forget it, what's the point," he said, as he skated down the drive.
"Seth! I promise I didn't do anything with her!" But Ryan's shouts were
useless as Seth rolled down the street.