For the Record
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Summary: Seth decides to turn back realizing the mistake that he'd made leaving Newport Beach and all those that he loved in it. Eventually SS, RR! Thanks!
Seth had, had a restless day on the island of Calasais. He had spent most of the day on the beach thinking of whether he should continue with his trip or go straight home. It was pretty clear as he felt as if he needed to be at home right away. No sooner had he decided, then he was on his boat, headed for the mainland.
His mind was flooded with possible situations upon his return. His parents for one, and then there was Summer. He must have been really crazy to go out at all.
His boat seemed to be going at a snails pace and it was frustrating him. Every so often he would look out on the horizon to see if he could see land even though he knew that he had a full day of sailing ahead of him. It would not be a fun day. He was fidgeting. That was bad. Fidgeting on a small little sailboat when there was very little to fidget with and very little room to do it. Calm down.' He thought to himself. But it was no use. He had made a mistake this time.
He rehearsed what he would say to his parents, they would be upset, naturally. It was bad enough that they knew Ryan was going, but then to have Seth leave on top of that, it must have been torture! Of course he had left a note, but that probably wasn't good enough and they deserved more. He had no idea what he was going to say to Summer, partly because he didn't know how she would react to his leaving and partly because he didn't know how she would react to his return.
Seth had a sleepless night. Not because he couldn't sleep, but because he wouldn't. He didn't want to risk another dream like the one from last night. Finally after what seemed like an eternity alone on his boat feeling sick from guilt, the harbor came into view. As he neared the coast a thought entered his mind. Ryan. He hadn't even thought about him much since he left the coast behind two days ago. Maybe he could get along without him after all. Who was he kidding? It wasn't just the fact that Ryan had gotten him out of his hole of unpopularity and had given him the chance to talk to the girl of his dreams, Ryan was his brother, and his best friend.
He sighed as he neared the dock. He was almost expecting someone to be there waiting for him, but was still glad nobody was. He tied up his boat, but was hesitant of actually getting off. Getting off meant stepping back into Newport. And it didn't matter if he was gone a night or a month; he would still be stepping into the same Newport Beach. He searched the docks, who knows what for before carefully getting off of the Summer Breeze' for what would likely be the last time. He couldn't imagine his parents letting him out on it again.
He considered calling home to ask for a ride but he figured he'd rather walk, the less soon he had to deal with home, the better. Every step back to his house was filled with fear. He knew his parents would be yelling at him forever. He stood on the end of his driveway for a few minutes before sighing and trudging forth. He knocked on the door and waited a few minutes. He knew they were home, the Range Rover was parked just feet from where he stood. Finally someone's figure was visible through the frosted glass panels to the side of the door.