None of it's mine. It's belongs all to Josh Schwartz, McG, and the nice people at FOX.

Four months later...

"My god, Coop, the show this evening is going to be so hot."

Marissa handed Summer a Diet Coke and let her sunglasses fall to the bridge of her nose.

"Just because you're in it, darling."

She giggled and Summer followed her. They both readjusted their sunglasses and leaned back in their chairs. Marissa's lawn still made the best tanning spot, no matter how tempting the beach looked. It was private and the sun was exactly the same. Marissa was sitting up and Summer tapped her back.

"Hey. What's up?"

"Nothing. I just...you know the Cohens got some guy staying in their pool house?"

"No. Is he, like, a total babe or something?"

"He's cute, but, I mean, I'm with Luke, right? So I...don't care."

"Okay, Coop."

"He's just...different, you know?"

"When'd you meet him?"

"Last night."

"A total babe?"

"Look for yourself."

Summer sat up beside Marissa and stretched her neck over the fence. A guy with sandy blonde hair was floating in the Cohens' pool with some guy with dark curly hair.

"Which one is he?"

"Sum, one's Cohen, which one do you think that is?"

"Oh."

Summer furrowed her forehead and watched the blonde get out of the pool with just his arms.

"Yeah, he's cute. In that ripped bad boy kind of way."

The dark haired boy got out of the pool next to him while fumbling a little with his legs against the side.

"Are you sure that's Cohen?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Just...wondering."

"Okay."

Cohen. That was a name she had forgotten since forever. Why did she have a tugging feeling that he was really important?

"I'm gonna go inside, okay, Coop? I'm totally going to burn."

"Um, okay, I'll go with you."

Marissa took another look at the blonde and walked in behind Summer. Summer plopped herself on Marissa's bed and grabbed the black dress hanging on her closet door.

"God, Coop, you're going to look so gorgeous in this. It's all very...forties, you know? And your classic good looks will ah-ccent the gorgeous neckl-ah-ine. Don't you agree?"

Marissa laughed.

"What are you talking about?"

"Getting into character. Babe, you're going to be a hot ready-for-charity model."

"Right."

The doorbell rang downstairs and Marissa pulled a white cotton shirt over her light green cargos.

"One sec, Sum."

She jogged down the stairs and Summer held the dress up against herself. It was supposed to hit the wearer right below the knees, but it was floor length on Summer. The neckline went below Summer's boobs and the waist showed so much of her behind it. She put it back on the closet door and sat back on the bed. Her dress was pretty too. And it would fit, so she'd look fine standing next to Marissa. Forget the insecurities, Summer. You're beautiful. Remember?

She stood in front of the mirror and let her hair fall around her shoulders. She held it up into a bun with her fingers but shook it loose again. Cohen. Who was that? Brown hair that seemed to rest on her shoulder, but...oh. Right. Him. The skateboarder. She hadn't dreamed about him in...over a year. Hadn't thought about him in four months. He was nobody to her. But who was that kid he was hanging out with?

Marissa walked back into the room and closed the door very slowly as if she was afraid to make a noise. Summer looked carefully at her.

"Coop? You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Okay, well, I have to go. Are you sure you're going to be okay?"

"Yeah. Fine."

She smiled gently at Summer. Summer had given that smile before. 'See, I am fine.'

"I have to get dressed. I'll see you at the show, though, right?"

"Yeah. Of course. Bye, Sum."

"Bye."

Summer hugged her tightly and smiled before leaving Marissa standing still in her bedroom.

Summer pulled her dress over her head and stood in front of the mirror. She had to not care what she looked like. Like she looked gorgeous stepping out of bed in the morning. She brushed her hair straight and tousled it just a little. She looked back in the mirror and frowned. It didn't look half as good as Marissa's Donna Karen would on her, but it was close enough. She grabbed a purse and pulled a light blue sweatshirt around her shoulders.

"Daddy, I'm leaving. Daddy?"

They had gotten closer and she had gotten accustomed to him taking her out on Sunday nights for dinner. And he said he was coming tonight.

"Daddy?"

She knocked on his office door as she walked in. A blonde was perched on her father's desk as he sat looking at her. His gaze snapped immediately to his daughter as she entered the room and he smiled.

"Summer. You look beautiful, sweetheart. Are you leaving?"

"Uh...yeah."

"Great. I'll see you there, all right? I just have to...take care of a client."

"God, Dad, can I guess what she got done?"

The blonde shot her a glare and Summer shot back an equally good one. She had to be four years older than her.

"Summer, be..."

"Leaving. I'm gone. Bye Dad."

Summer rolled her eyes and walked out of the room and started down the hall when she heard the blonde speak just like she looked. Cheerleader.

"God, Neil, what a bitch you raised for a daughter."

"She can be temperamental, Charlene, but she's not a bitch."

"She's got boarding school written all over her."

"No. Boarding school? No."

At least he made an attempt to stand up for her. Summer shook her head and walked out of the house to the limo waiting for her. Coop. Holly. Party. She was fine.

She stepped out of the limo at the same time she saw Marissa standing at the foot of the stairs with her family.

"Coop. Hey."

Marissa turned around and smiled at her. Summer walked up and did a little twirl for her when she reached her.

"You look gorgeous, Sum."

"Thanks. Hi, Mrs. Cooper. Mr. Cooper. Oh, hi Kaitlyn."

"Hi Summer." Some things never die.

"Oh, Summer, your dress is beautiful. And your shoes. Breathtaking."

"Um, yeah, thanks, Mrs. Cooper."

Jimmy nodded.

"Uh, yeah. You're always beautiful, Summer."

Summer let one of those half grins return to her mouth. Marissa was looking at her mom with a wounded look on her face, but turned back to Summer.

"Should we go in?"

"Yeah, Coop, let's go."

Summer and Marissa walked in front of the rest of the Coopers, giggling their way into the building that looked like a palace. They walked over to a bunch of blondes and ecstatically said their hellos.

"You do look gorgeous, Coop. If your mom..."

"Who said anything about my mom?"

"Oh nothing. H-How's Luke?"

"He's good. Made captain in soccer."

"Oh cool."

"Anyone worth mentioning for you?"

"Well there was that blonde in the pool."

She giggled and Marissa laughed a little less energetically. They glanced across the fountain and saw that kid standing awkwardly wearing a tux that seemed to hang on him. He still looked ripped.

"Who is that?"

Marissa looked over to him with a wistful look in her eyes. Summer slightly shook her head. Marissa had Luke. She didn't care about hot blonde guy. And Summer didn't care about that Cohen kid standing next to hot blonde guy.

"The cousin? The pool boy? I don't know."

Marissa was laughing even worse than how she looked at him. Summer shook her head again.

"Well, I'm going to find out."

"Really? You like him?"

"I dunno, I mean, he is cute."

"Yeah, I mean, yeah. You guys would look good together."

"Really? You think?"

"Yeah, sure."

Yeah, that was Marissa giving her her blessing. She was so bad at faking it. She pulled a hand up to the back of her neck and grinned nervously.

"We should go get ready, you know?"

"Yeah. Let's go."

They walked off to the VIP door and Marissa opened the door for the two of them. Summer took another glance behind her shoulder as she saw Cohen and hot blonde guy walk out of her view. She bit her lip and walked into the room with Marissa. A woman with a very tight bun in her hair thrust a gown into her hands.

"Darling, please wear the Vera Wang. The other girl is just not ready for it."

"Oh, yeah, sure."

"Fabulous."

Summer held out the dress in front of her and ran her thumb along the stripes. It was pretty. Like something Marissa would be given to wear. She held it up against her and shrugged. She slipped behind a curtain and pulled her dress over her head and the new one on. It was cute.

She pulled open the curtain and the tight bun pulled her arm over to a vanity mirror.

"Do her, Carlos."

Some French guy in very, very tight black pants flew over and swept her hair into a loose bun on the top of her head and tied it with a lock of false hair. He spun her chair around and started dusting powder on her eyelids.

"Beautiful."

She stood up and walked into her spot as Marissa walked onto the stage. She glanced around her, taking in all the blonde bombshells in their bras, when she caught two glasses and a bottle of Chardonnay. She hid them behind a chiffon scarf and ran back into her spot.

Marissa ended her speech to applause and started to walk back as Summer walked on. They kissed each other's cheek and Marissa grinned.

"Go get em, tiger."

She giggled softly and flounced down the runway. She could do this. She nodded at Luke and he nodded cockily back at her. She stood at the end of the runway and let her hand rest on her hip. People were clapping and she smiled harder. She scanned the crowd quickly, but saw Lara sitting alone with two other couples. She struck another pose and walked back up. She smiled at a girl who whispered "good job" and grabbed the bottle from behind the pink scarf. She uncorked it and drained a fourth of it down her throat without thinking it could've been anyone's. She shook her head and let it drown to her brain. She grabbed the two glasses and scanned the girls for Marissa. She was standing in the back of the room and Summer ran over to her.

"Look what I stole!"

Marissa grinned and pulled a bottle of vodka out of her purse and shook it.

"Look what I stole."

She laughed and Summer laughed through an "All right!" she handed Marissa a glass and they clinked them together and Summer downed it effortlessly. Holly had taught her at one of her parties in June how not to feel anything from an endless amount of alcohol. And she was just giggling because everything was so goddamn funny. Even the fact that her dad didn't...well there was the blonde at home. And even he needed some. Ew. Bad mental picture.

Marissa kissed her cheek and ran to go down the runway herself in a gorgeous light pink dress. Summer cleared the table of Marissa's makeup and sat on it herself. So what if her dad wasn't there? She could still have fun.

Marissa came back in giggles too and the girls clinked again.

"Is this thing over?"

"Yeah. You gonna head over to Holly's? You have a ride?"

"Yeah, Tamara said she'd take me. I just don't want to go alone."

Summer winked exaggeratedly and giggled as Marissa slowly nodded.

"Okay. I'll see you there."

"Bye Coop. You look gorgeous."

"You too."

The girls grabbed their bags of clothes and Marissa left to find Luke. Summer saw hot blonde guy standing by himself this time and walked over to him after brushing her hair out of her face.

"Hey. Where you going? My friend Holly, no, well her parents are letting us use their beach house, as a gift. You know, cause of all our hard work we did for charity."

She got a smile out of him.

"If you need a ride or...anything...I'm Summer."

She grinned softly and walked over to Tamara and her beyond loud friends. She saw hot blonde guy walk away to that dude with the brown hair. It was so much easier to giggle and be that valley girl that Tracy used to always accuse her of being when she was drunk.

A few seconds later, they both came running over and jumped in the car after her. Summer grinned. Coop wasn't the only one who should get what she wanted. Summer was always the one they looked at second. The first girl to walk down the runway, but not good enough to announce it all. Not that she cared.

When they got to Holly's house, Summer wrapped her arms around Holly in an already drunken hug. Marissa came walking over and they all lowered their voices to a shriek. Marissa had changed already, and her gorgeous new purse.

"Is that a new purse?"

Marissa glanced down and nodded.

"Does your dad ever say no?"

Summer giggled and turned to watch hot blonde guy disappear into the house. She nodded to him even though she already saw Marissa's eyes on him.

"Look who I brought."

Marissa poured more vodka into the already overfilled glass. Summer raised her eyebrows but dismissed it.

"I'm going to play him hot and cold." She took another look at Marissa's eyes and tapped a blonde on the shoulder. She forgot her name. "You wanna pee? I gotta pee."

When she got back, Summer had changed into her bikini and lost hot blonde guy, but made her rounds around the house she knew so well. She had been to a few too many of these parties. Nearly every person she met thrust a beer into her hand and she downed nearly all of them. That was a lot of nearlys. Across the room, she saw Coop talking to hot blonde guy again, laughing and smiling and touching his arm. She had Luke. God, some people were, like, so totally unappreciative of what they have. Summer had nothing. Holly came laughing over to her and gave her another cup of beer. Summer took a sip of it, but followed hot blonde guy out of the house.

He stayed on Holly's deck and she ran over to him.

"Look, who I found!" She reached him and stopped immediately; causing her beer to spill all over the suit he hadn't changed out of. "Oops!" She sighed dramatically. "I'm wasted."

He nodded slowly and started to wipe off his shirt. She put her hands on his chest and slowly massaged it. Helping him. She draped her arms around his neck and murmured with heavy breath.

"So what's your name, anyway?"

"Ryan."

He pulled her hands from the back of his neck, and gently moved her back. That kid with the brown hair came out, nearly as wasted as she was, his eyes wide.

"You gotta come..." His eyes fell on her and he furrowed his brow. Where had she seen him before? He was mad, though, or something. And he was really staring at her.

"What are you doing?"

The hot blonde Ryan started to walk over to the kid, pushing Summer away farther.

"Hey, um..."

"Excuse me!" He had pushed her away. This guy was supposed to be her Luke and he was pushing her away. The kid with the brown hair's eyes widened and he turned his gaze back to hot blonde Ryan.

"What are you doing? I named my boat after her."

"What? Ew! Who are you?"

Hot blonde Ryan walked farther away from her.

"It's not what you think. She's a little bit drunk."

She walked back over to him and threw her arms back around his neck, burying her face in his back.

"Come on, Ryan."

The dark haired guy started to walk off, but hot blonde Ryan stopped him with a hand on his arm. The other hand was pushing Summer off of him.

"Seth! Seth. Seth." Seth. That was his name. Seth Cohen.

Seth Cohen pushed him off of his arm and onto the wall.

"You know what? Why don't you just go back to Chino? I'm sure there's a really nice car in a parking lot that you could steal."

Marissa came out of the house with a new glass in her hand. Seth Cohen ran away from hot blonde Ryan and down to waves. Summer scoffed.

"Chino? Ew!"

Hot blonde Ryan took off into the house and Summer shook her head dismissively and shivered. Her Luke was a thief? Like, from a place where they didn't even have a P.F. Changs? Ew. Summer needed more...beer.

Marissa came running up next to her at the tap and nodded. Summer gave them both full glasses.

Summer went back through the party, and saw Luke coming in the back with his shirt half unbuttoned.

"Hey Luke!"

"Hi Summer."

"You know, you look so hot tonight."

"Yeah, thanks."

He was looking over her head gently, but she walked up to him and put her hands in the break of skin from his shirt.

"So hot."

He looked down at her and she bit her lip. His hand seemed to slide down her waist and she grinned through her lip.

"Hey, uh, Summer, you wanna go for a walk or something? You look hot tonight too."

Summer looked back over her shoulder and saw Marissa gulping another beer. She sighed exasperatedly.

"God, I can't. sorry, though. Some other time. I gotta get Coop home or she'll kill herself or something. Raincheck?"

"Coop. Right. Marissa. Um, yeah. Sure. Raincheck."

He nodded and she grinned at him before stalking through the party and catching Marissa just as she started to fall.

"Whoa, Coop." She staggered a little bit back because of her weight but got her back up.

"Coop? Coo-oop? Air to Coop."

She giggled at herself, but Marissa didn't move. Holly came giggling back over and gasped at Marissa.

"What happened to her?"

"I think she had too many beers," Summer whispered.

Holly's eyes widened in understanding and she nodded slowly.

"Ohhh."

"We should get her home. Tell the people to go home."

"Okay. People! Go home!"

Summer giggled and Holly followed her. Luke walked over and saw Marissa in Summer's arms.

"Is she okay?"

"Yeah, Luke. But could you get the people to go home?"

Holly looked up at Luke and he looked back. She smiled softly and he nodded.

"Hey, you guys! Party's over! Go home!"

He shut off the stereo and flashed the lights twice. The people moaned but left in scattered groups. Luke left with a grin after they were all gone and Holly smiled back. Summer started to pick Marissa up from underneath her arms, but she fell down under her.

"Oop! Holly, help me!"

"Relax, Sum. Here."

Holly grabbed Marissa under her arms and Summer picked up her feet. They stumbled with her out to Holly's car and dumped her in the back seat. Holly got behind the wheel and Summer fumbled with her seatbelt. They got to Marissa's house after only flipping off three people and ignoring all the cop cars they saw. Holly looked into the backseat and Marissa.

"Shhhhhhhh. She's sleeping."

"We need to get her out of your car."

Holly walked out of the car and opened Marissa's door. She started pulling on Marissa's arms and Summer giggled, a little more worried this time.

"Holl! Wait."

Summer undid her seatbelt and walked around the car to the side where Holly was yanking Marissa out. She slid her hands to Marissa's arms and down to her waist and started easing her out of the car.

"Are you coming onto her?"

"Yeah, I'm coming on to my drunk best friend. Who, ew, is like a girl!"

Holly giggled and helped Summer get Marissa out of the car, Summer holding her legs and Holly holding her arms. They got her over to the front porch and fell over with her onto the ground. Summer sighed.

"I can't believe her!"

Holly pulled her head onto her own lap and giggled.

"I swear to god, she is so retarded sometimes."

"Shouldn't her boyfriend be doing this? He is so worthless!" Summer giggled and Holly joined her.

"Shhhh!"

Summer pulled her purse off of her arm and tugged it open. She couldn't see anything besides yellow spots.

"Coop, where are your keys? How are we going to find her keys?" She looked back at the purse and shook her head. "I can't find her keys!"

Holly looked quickly around her worriedly.

"We can't wake her parents, her dad'll go ballistic!"

"I know, I know." Summer looked quickly around and then at Holly and stood up. "Bye Coop."

Holly giggled. "Call us."

Summer giggled and followed Holly back to her car. They pulled out of her driveway and Summer leaned out the window to look behind them. Ryan came out of the house next door and touched Marissa's arm. He would take care of her, right? And not, like, rape her? But he was friends with Seth Cohen, so of course he wouldn't rape her.

Holly said bye to her at her house and Summer nodded. She walked into the house and fell onto the couch. Her dad was sitting on it.

"Oh. Hi, Daddy."

"Summer? Are you..."

"Wasted? Yeah, kind of."

"Did you drive home?"

"No. Holly did."

"Is she wasted too?"

"I dunno."

"Well, you're all right. You should go to bed."

Summer's eyes shut and her breathing started to slow. She hoped hot blonde Ryan had taken care of Coop. She wouldn't want her to get in trouble with Mr. Cooper. No, that wouldn't be good. But he loved his little girl, so she'd probably be okay.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, Summer?"

"Is the mean lady gone?"

"Charlene? She's gone."

"Good. I didn't like her."

"I'm sorry."

"Daddy?"

"Yes?"

"Do you love your little girl?"

He nodded and kissed her forehead. She nodded too.

"So you wouldn't yell at me if I was drunk?"

"I think you already are drunk, honey?"

"Oh."

"Summer, I do love you. And I..."

She was starting to softly snore and he looked at her face.

"Summer? Summer?"

Okay, so that was a little depressing. But see, she was actually in love with Seth the whole time. She just wanted Ryan because Marissa wanted Ryan. Aha, I sound like an obsessed Seth and Summer fan. And maybe I am. And poor Seth, huh? Poor adorable, gorgeous Seth. One more to go, and I can promise it will be happier. Then, after it, read the first chapter. Then, the one where Summer and Seth are talking on the car. It makes quite a contrast. Thanks for reading; this one was much longer, so good job on getting through it. Please leave a review. Peace and love...