Back to the Old Me Chapter 7: The Day
twenty-four oceans
twenty-four skies twenty-four failures
and twenty-four tries
twenty-four finds me
In the twenty-fourth place
with twenty-four dropouts at the end of the day
Sunlight, true California sunshine, filtered through sheer pink draperies in Summer's bedroom, casting a radiant bronze of her face. And as Seth opened his eyes, all he could see was the sheer radiance of the morning light on Summer's skin; and he knew he was home.
No other place in the world, no matter how beautiful, breathtaking, or special could ever hope to compare with the sight of Summer curled up on his chest.
In sleep, Summer showed dependency. She would hold onto him, cling to him as if her very life depended on it.
Life is not what I thought it was t
wenty-four hours ago
Still I'm singing Spirit
take me up in arms with You
And I'm not who I thought I was
twenty four hours ago
Still I'm singing Spirit take me up in arms with You
And he let her. If Summer needed someone to hold on to, it was going to be him. Content to just watch Summer sleep, Seth settled back against the pillowed and watched as Summer took in small breaths.
His peaceful mediation was interrupted by the blaring of the clock radio. As the latest Britney Spears song announced that yes, indeed, it was 8:00 in the morning, Seth's face was greeted by Summer's hand flying directly at his nose.
WHACK
Summer, in an attempt to silence the early morning intrusion, had mistaken Seth's nose for the snooze button.
"Ow!" Seth yelled as he pushed Summer off of him.
"Cohen?" Summer questioned as she opened her eyes, only to realize that the radio was still on and that Seth was now cradling his nose.
"Good morning to you too, Summer" Seth mumbled through his hands
"Oh, Cohen! I'm sorry! Lemme see," she says as she pushes his hands away to look at his nose
After a moment of inspection, she comments, " you're fine, Cohen. Don't be such a baby"
"I'm sorry, Summer, some people don't expect bodily harm as a wake up call."
"Get over it, Cohen. C'mon I'm hungry. Let's go!"
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX As Seth and Summer sat at the island in the kitchen munching on cocoa puffs, Seth stopped eating and looked at her. He watched as the sun captured the facets in her hair and how stunningly beautiful she was, without even trying. Without makeup, her hair was a mess, and to Seth, she was just as beautiful as he had ever seen her.
Summer, noticing that Seth had stopped eating, turned to Seth, "What?"
"You. You're just so beautiful, Summer."
"Cohen..."
"I love you." he blurted out, and then bashful, he turned back to his cocoa puffs
Sure, Seth had indirectly told her that he loved her before, but this time, he just said it. Clear, out loud and direct, that he, Seth Cohen, loved her. The fact that he could tell her he loved her when her hair was sticking out of her ponytail at weird angles and she looked like she hadn't slept in a week, made her really understand that he loves her. And not just loves her when he needs to tell her, but all the time.
So she got up and walked over to him and ran her hands through his messy curls and tilted his chin up so he was looking at her when she told him, "I love you too, Cohen."
The sincerity of the statement shown in her eyes, as Summer Roberts let down her guard and allowed Seth to see her true feelings for him.
Standing to embrace her Seth engulfed Summer into a tight hug, and laughed out loud.
"What are you laughing about?" She demanded, hoping that he wasn't laughing at her.
"It's just who would have thought you and I would ever have this much drama, Summer. I think we are stumbling into Ryan/Marissa territory here. What with the crying and the brooding and the hugging..."
Summer cuts him off with a quick slap to the arm and comments, "You should be so lucky, Cohen. If I were Coop I never would have stuck with that train wreck of a relationship."
"Summer!"
"What? It's true! Between the two of them its like living in a soap opera. And this is Orange County, people are supposed to be happy."
"If you say so, Summer, if you say so."
The sound of the phone broke the silence that surrounded the couple, and Summer moved to answer it.
"Hello?" "Sum? It's me. Have you seen Seth?" Marissa's voice asked over the phone "Yeah. Why? What's goin' on, Coop?" "Its...umm...Caleb and Kirsten were just arrested at the house" Marissa's said.
Seth, looked to Summer to see what Marissa had told her, and for once Summer Roberts had nothing to say.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I know, I know, weak chapter but its just filler for future chapters if anyone wants me to continue.
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