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"25-32-41. No, 25-32-43. No…" Seth gave up on trying to remember his locker combination and took the small slip of paper out of his jeans pocket. "42. I was close."

"Hey man," Ryan said, joining Seth by the rows of bright yellow lockers. "So how's school been so far?"

"Well, it's 8:45, so that's hard to say. But it's gonna suck," Seth concluded, having no luck in opening his locker. He kicked it with the stub of his toe. "Yeah, ow."

Ryan rolled his eyes and hit the locker with his fist. It opened. "Oh goody, another year of Ryan showing me up with his super strength and incredibly large muscles," Seth pouted. Ryan laughed.

"Come on, let's go Seth."

"Uh, yeah, I'll catch up with you later. Lunch?" Seth said, noticing a small folded piece of paper in the bottom of his locker, labeled "Cohen".

"Yeah, later man." Ryan disappeared into the crowd of high-schoolers. Seth unfolded the piece of paper. It read "Thanks"and attached was a square of Wonder Woman wrapping paper. Seth grinned and headed down the hall.

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"Ryan."

"Yes, Seth?" Ryan looked up from his unidentifiable school lunch.

"Is she looking at me?" Seth whispered.

"What? Who? Why are you whispering?" Ryan questioned.

"Shh! Summer. Is she looking at me?"

"I don't know." Ryan turned his head to look at the table Summer was eating it.

"Ryan, stop looking!" Seth hissed.

"You told me to see if she is looking at you!"

"Yes, but I didn't tell you to be extremely obvious about it!"

"How am I supposed to see if she is looking at you without looking at her?" said Ryan.

"Do it nonchalantly! Come on. You're good at being cool." Seth stated.

"Fine." Ryan got up from the table with his lunch tray and walked over to the trashcan near Summer's table. "Was that better?" he asked, when he returned.

"Much better. So was she looking?"

"No." Ryan smiled and slung his book bag over his shoulder. "See you after school!" he added, as he ambled to his next class.

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Summer hopped out of her convertible. Marissa got out on the other side and the two walked towards Summer's front porch.

"So that was the first day of school." Marissa said blankly, pushing her hair out of her face.

"Yup. And I didn't see Cohen once." Summer replied, her short skirt swishing as she walked.

"And you're happy about that?"

"Coop, the guy left me for an entire summer to go fill some part of his soul or something. I'm so not going to crawl back to him."

"Okay, Sum." Marissa and Summer made it to the door. "Well, my mom and Caleb have some sort of dinner planned that I am supposed to attend." She rolled her eyes. "So I'll call you later, okay?"

"Okay. Have fun."

"Yeah, right." Marissa giggled and walked towards the driveway. Summer rummaged through her bag and found her house key.

"Anyone home?" she yelled, her voice echoing through the grandeur mansion.

"I'm in the kitchen. There was something for you on the front porch. I left it in your bedroom," Summer's step-mom answered. Summer walked up the two flights of stairs and entered her room. On her bed was a picture of a sailboat, the Summer Breeze to be more exact. Attached was a Post-It note, that said "You're welcome."

"Cohen."