Seth looked at his map of the pacific ocean. He was sick of sailing and sick of being alone. This would have been his dream trip under different circumstances, but he felt guilty about leaving Summer and his parents. He looked up into the beautiful blue sky. There wasn't a cloud in sight, and it was a sunny 86 degrees outside. Seth looked at his arm and noticed that he had developed a golden tan over the past few days. He looked down at the picture of Summer that he had brought with him. It was of him and her on the beach. Seth let out a big sigh and knew he couldn't keep this up forever. Soon, he would have to go back to reality. He had debated many times whether or not to go back to Newport, and had once even turned the boat around in that direction, but he never had enough guts to actually head back. Seth looked at the satellite phone, and picked it up. He dialed home, and Sandy answered.

"Hello," Sandy said in a stressed voice.

"Hi Dad it's Seth," he said.

Seth could hear Sandy shouting "Kirsten, Seth's on the phone" and he could hear his mother running into the room. "Hi Seth, having fun."

"I guess so," Seth replied.

"Well that's nice. Your mother and I have been worrying sick about you. We've been staying up all night waiting for a phone call. But it's nice to know you're having fun," Sandy said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry, ok? I was wrong to run away," Seth said in a robotic voice. He was sick of trying to explain himself to everyone.

"Hey, just come home right now," Sandy demanded.

"I'm not ready to come home just yet," Seth replied casually.

"Do you know how close I am to calling the coast guard to come look for you? Your under 18, so I really don't care if you're ready to come home just yet," Sandy mocked, "We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Either way, you're coming home right now."

"Ok, I'll come home to a place I can barely stand to live in anymore. My god Dad, you're clueless to the reason I left in the first place." Seth said, annoyed.

"Look, I don't want to argue with you. Do I have your word that you're on your way home right now?" Sandy asked.

"Yeah, but it'll take me 5 days to get there." Seth said, defeated.

"See you in five days," Sandy said as he hung up the phone. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------

Ryan woke up in almost the exact way that he and Marissa had woke up in Tijuana. He smiled and enjoyed the moment. Marissa woke up a few seconds after he did and rolled over so they were face to face. "Last night I slept better than I have for a long time," Ryan told her. "Me too," Marissa said. Marissa laid her head on Ryan's chest and he stroked her head. Just when everything seemed so perfect, they heard a knock on the door. "Marissa, Marissa open this door right this second," Julie Cooper shouted. "The closet, hide in the closet," Marissa whispered frantically. Ryan tip toed into the closet, and quietly shut the door. "Marissa! Open this door now!" Julie demanded. Marissa walked to the door and opened it to find Julie with a look of anger on her face.

"Marissa, darling, why in the world did you have your door locked?" Julie said, trying to sound calm.

"I was really tired and I didn't want to be disturbed, that's all," Marissa said convincingly. She had a flare for lying to her mother.

"Oh," Julie replied, not sure if Marissa was telling the truth or not, "well, that's fine. I just need to put these clean clothes of yours into your closet," Julie said as she walked toward the closet.

"Oh, I really haven't organized my clothes yet, so you can just lay them on my dresser until I know where I want to put everything," Marissa said casually. Although she appeared to be calm on the outside, on the inside she was frantic.

"Don't be silly, you have a giant closet to put things in. I'll just hang them up for you and get out of your way," Julie said as she opened the door.

"Mom! Wait!" Marissa yelled, but it was too late. Julie opened the door and gasped. Inside, was Ryan standing there. There was only a few pairs of shoes in the closet, so there was no where to hide. "Get out of there! What are you doing here?!" Julie snapped. She had thought things between her and Marissa were improving, but now she thought otherwise. "How dare you bring this, this, this trash into my house! Get him out of here!" Julie shouted.

"Well this trash is my boyfriend, and if he goes, I go with him," Marissa yelled back.

"You'll do no such thing Marissa Cooper," Julie instructed.

"Oh you don't think so? Here let me show you. Come on Ryan, we're leaving," Marissa said as she took Ryan's hand. Julie stood there shocked. "See ya around," Ryan said with a smirk. They walked down the stairs together as Julie shouted at them. "Get back here! Don't you dare walk out that door Marissa!" But they just kept walking, and they got into Marissa's car as Julie kept yelling. "I'll call the police! I'll send you back to therapy! I'm warning you!"

Marissa drove a few miles in silence, when Ryan broke it. "That was really cool of you, standing up to your mom like that."

"I've been wanting to for I don't know how long. The only thing is I don't know where we're going. All I know is I'm not going back there, that's for sure." Marissa said as she shook her head. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------- Summer heard the phone ring, and immediatly thought it was Seth. "Hello," she said in her annoyed voice.

"Summer, it's me, Marissa. Listen, me and my mom got in a fight and I need a place to stay."

"Sure, coop, you know you can stay here anytime," Summer said, concerned.

"Thanks, and by the way, Ryan's with me too," Marissa told her reluctantly. She wasn't sure if Summer wanted Ryan staying there.

"I guess Chino can stay too," Summer said, rolling her eyes.

"Thanks, Sum, we'll be there in a little bit."