Chapter 2 – Just A Memory (Thanks to everyone for the reviews, much appreciated. I hope this chapter is longer, lol)
Summer shut her locker, hoping she wouldn't see Seth. Since the party, she had replayed what happened over and over in her head.
'You're really beautiful.' Those words he uttered to her before that fateful kiss.
Though it seemed Anna and Seth had made up, as Summer spotted them walking out from lunch, hand in hand.
God, it hurt her so much to see them together. Some days she just wished she could make that pain go away.
Checking that no one could see, she pulled out of her locker the bottle of vodka and carefully unscrewed the top.
Her throat burned as it slid down her throat and she almost choked as Seth came up behind her.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" She cried.
"What are you doing?" He frowned at her. "You could get in big trouble for that you know."
Summer blushed. No matter what Cohen said, she listened.
About to put the bottle away, Seth smiled and walked off.
"Summer Roberts – What's that bottle in your hands?"
Great, she had been caught red handed.
"Mr Jenkins... It's not what it looks like."
"Oh really, well it looks like to me, that you're getting expelled." He took the vodka from her and she hung her head in shame.
It had been five days now and she was so bored.
If you feel discouraged when there's a lack of colour here
Please don't worry lover, it's really bursting at the seams
From absorbing everything the spectrum's A to Z.
(Ahh... ahhh...)
Death Cab – What a great band she thought. Yes, Seth listened to them too, but there was no way he'd know that. He wouldn't think of it.
I mean she was Summer Roberts. The girl who had everything and Seth knew the girls of California were all the same. If he heard that she liked the same music as him, he'd probably freak and then wouldn't want to know her at all.
That reminded her, he was coming over again today. Just for the schoolwork that she had missed. She pulled a face and got up.
She checked her reflection.
'I am so fat.' She thought to herself and pulled her stomach in. The towelling baby blue dress didn't flatter her figure at all.
She went to change.
Denim mini skirt and a short pink top, that was more like it. She smiled as she heard the doorbell.
"Seth."
"Summer."
Great, so he knew her name. 'I'm now on his radar.' She thought.
"Wow, a mini skirt... you having a party in here or something?" He asked, looking up and down at her legs and back to her face.
"Up in my room." She smiled flirtatiously.
There was silence as they went up into her room and then inside. Seth took a look around.
"Who is this?" He asked, trying not to laugh. In his hands was a white plastic horse with a main of bright blue hair.
"No one." She blushed.
"Ok then..." He threw the books on her bed. "School stuff." He explained.
"Right. Seth... We didn't come up here to do school stuff, did we?"
Summer walked towards him and he couldn't escape.
Seth soon felt her lips on his and was taken aback. 'What about Anna?' His thoughts were soon forgotten however.
Anna watched them from her car below. Tears stung her eyes.
She couldn't believe him. No way could she go up there she couldn't bear to seem them make out a second time.
Why did she always end up forgiving him?
Because each time he looked at her with those sorry eyes, she caved in. But not this time, she thought bitterly.
Seth meanwhile, found himself on top of Summer on her bed. Things could get out of control if it didn't stop now.
"Summer..." He began.
"Don't talk, just kiss me Cohen. I've been waiting so long..." She went to unbutton his shirt.
"No." He said forcefully, and got up. "Anna's waiting."
Summer was hurt. She thought Seth wanted her, what with the mini skirt and all.
'All Californian girls are the same... Only after one thing.' Seth muttered under his breath as he left her house.
How wrong could he be? Summer cried on her bedroom floor and reached out for the bottle of pills. If her step mom could take them, then why couldn't she?