Disclaimer: I don't own the OC, I'm not a lucky dog (haha, your language has sometimes really weird expressions, not that my language hasn't...)

I decided to continue, as long as one person is enjoying this story I just keep going.

Thanks to the people who read and reviewed the first chapter.

"Where is the pool?"

Sandy and Kirsten guided the rich lady to the pool outside, leaving Seth alone in the living room. He sat bored on the couch. It was the fourth time this week some stranger was in the house who wanted to buy the place. He didn't like anyone of those strangers, they were all the same. They were rich and arrogant, looking of this house would be good for their reputation. He wondered if the person who was coming tomorrow would be any different.

Seth was still mad at his parents, but that feeling was slowly fading away. It wasn't really their fault they were bankrupt and besides they needed to stick together as a family now. Not that his parents really did, he sometimes heard them fight late in the night.

"Hello Cohen, you look pretty happy," Summer sarcastically said, while she walked in the room.

He had told her a few days ago they were bankrupt and she had been confused, but understanding.

"Of course, it's always nice when strangers are judging your room."

Summer sat next to him on the couch. He looked sad and she wanted to make him feel better.

"You can move into my house for a few days if you like."

"You mean it?"

Summer nodded. Seth was glad with this suggestion, a few days without people, inclusive his parents, who were looking for a new house would be nice. He didn't want to think about the new house he had to live in. It was definitely going to be a smaller house, but where was it going to be? Hopefully it was going to be in the neighbourhood. He didn't want to go to another school and of course he wanted to stay near by Summer. To live with Summer for a few days now was a great idea.

"Can I bring the play station and comic books and..."

Summer raised one of her eyebrows.

"Eh...sure, but please don't bring any CD's with music on it you like."

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Seth walked in the hall with his bags in his hands. Sandy and Kirsten had agreed Seth would stay with Summer for some days.

"So, what did you do to your father that he would let me move in with you for a few days?" Seth asked Summer, putting his bags on the floor.

"Nothing."

"He just went insane and said I could stay?"

"I haven't told him."

"What? You want to get me killed?"

"You're such a chicken. My dad won't find out, because he's never home and my stepmom is neither."

"I'm not a chicken. Have you ever seen a chicken with such a hairdo as mine?"

"Thank god no."

"I think you should call him if you want me to stay alive."

Summer sighed as a sign she was giving in. She grabbed her phone and rang to her father's clinic. Neil was probably giving someone botox right now. She got Georgia, the secretary, on the other side of the line.

"Can I speak to Neil Roberts?"

Summer listened to the answer of Georgia and Seth tried to hear the answer as well.

"Oh, yes, I see."

Summer turned down her phone. Seth looked at her.

"Did he already call the army?"

"He wasn't there. That's strange, he said he was going to work this morning."

Summer's father worked a lot and whenever she called to his clinic he always had been there. But then again she didn't call him a lot of times. There was probably nothing wrong.

"Maybe he's having an affair," Seth said.

"Ew, I don't want to think about that. Let's unpack your bags."

Seth picked up his bags from the floor, following Summer upstairs to her bedroom. He began to unpack, while Summer watched confused at the things he brought with him. The phone rang and Summer picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi."

She recognized Zach's voice. She knew he had been free for a week now. She had expected he would contact her again, but she had hoped he wouldn't. Zach had changed schools, so she hadn't seen him anymore, what she liked very much.

"I miss you," he said.

"Stop calling me, asshole," Summer yelled before she turned down the phone.

Seth gave her a worried look. Summer shrugged her shoulders and went to Seth's suitcase to help him unpack.

"I hate inquiries," she said as explanation. She wasn't sure Seth believed this, but he didn't say anything as reaction.

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"What do you want to do now?"

It was in the evening. They were in the kitchen and had just eaten a pizza.

"Maybe we could watch television, play with the play station or play bingo with some old people," Seth answered.

Summer looked at him, not satisfied with his ideas. Seth stood close to her.

"...or maybe we can do this," he said before he kissed her.

She kissed him back and then she broke off the kiss.

"I think I prefer the bingo," she teased him.

"You prefer the bingo? You probably have forgotten last night."

"Yes, you have to remind me," Summer said when she pushed him on the kitchentable.

She kissed him hard while she put her hands under his shirt. He helped her to take off her shirt. He kissed her neck, stroking her back with his hands and then he suddenly stopped. Summer looked entangled at him, why did he stop? He didn't look back at her, he looked at something behind her. She turned her head to see what he was looking at.

"Dad...you're...you're home," Summer stammered.

There's going to be more drama and stuff in the next chapter. Okay, this chapter wasn't much longer than the first chapter, but...never mind, I'm not even going to make an excuse for this. Maybe next chapter is going to be longer...