Chapter 3

So clean shaven. His hair was so bouncy. He took care of me.

"Ms.Roberts!" A booming voice yelled. It snapped her out of her day-dream quickly. One girl infront of her snickered, but all Summer had to do was give her a stare and she stopped.

The door opened and everyone stared as Seth Cohen walked into third period late. The teacher gave him a lecture, and then, he slumped to the only seat left in the room - Right next to Summer Roberts. She rolled her eyes, and picked up her new Round, Brown, Louis Vuitton purse off the counter next to her, and placed it in her lap. She didn't knnow if she could handle Seth sitting next to her.

She knew she wanted him. It was easy to ignore him when he wasn't right next to you.. but when he was? Harder.

"Hi Summer." He wispered when he was sure no one was listening.

"Hey.Thanks again."

"Dont even worry about it."

A few minutes later, after excrusiating silence, Summer couldn't stand it.

xBeautiful People - Marilyn Manson playsX

Summer ran a hand up Seths leg, stopping just before she got to the top. She gave a very light squeeze and when he looked at her she bit her lip.

He scribbled What are you doing? on a piece of paper.

She took out a pen. Bathroom, next period.

Which one? he wrote back. He didn't know if she was being serious.

Teacher. She liked taking wrisks.

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Summer raced to the Teachers bathroom and slipped in. He wasn't here yet.

Seth walked down the hall, past the Teachers bathroom. He decided he wouldn't go, that it was probably some trick

After 10 minutes Summer had given up, and slipped back out of the bathroom.She was late for period four, but she didn't really care. She was just wondering why he hadn't showed up. She got her books and slunk into class. The only seat left - right next to Seth Cohen. She forgot she had this class with him. She cried silently to herself and sat down. He tried to talk to her, but as soon as he opened his mouth, she shut it for him. "I strongly suggest that you dont talk to me." She snapped, willing herself not to cry. There was a huge lump in her throat.

A few seconds later he passed her a note that said Sorry, Summer were you actually serious about the bathroom? She scribbled Ofcorse I was serious assface. She passed it back to him. Sorry. Thought it was a joke. She sighed outloud. You think EVERYTHINGS a joke. Maybe you should get a bit more confidence, Cohen.

She shoved the paper to him. Myhouse afterschool? He wrote. No. She shoved it to him and stuck her hand in the air.

"Mr.Brabbit may I be excused please?"

"Make it quick." He told her. She nodded, but she gathered her books and ran out of the classroom. He put everything in her locker, grabbed her pink Louis Vuitton purse and slammed her locker. She raced to her car, locked herself in and turned up the radio. It was something hard, and screamy so she left it. She started to cry. She was really hurt from what Seth did. No one had rejected her before.

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So. Short chap, but it felt good to leave it there. Like it? Oh, and thanks 'for you to notice' for me being your new guilty pleasure. Im glad. :)