he day had finally arrived that Sandy and Kirsten were leaving for Italy. Ryan and Seth had woke early that morning to drive them to the airport, and the two sat at the end of the island in the kitchen watching their parents run around the house trying to make sure everything was in order for their trip. Ryan got up from his seat and walked over to the counter to pour himself a cup of coffee. As Ryan was sitting back down next to Seth, Sandy entered the kitchen once again, looking for something to eat. Sandy stood with his head in the fridge, as Kirsten ran into the kitchen frantic.
Seth: You okay mom?
Kirsten: Yeah, I just hate this part of going on a trip, I feel like I'm forgetting something.
Sandy: Honey, we've got everything.
Kirsten looked over at Sandy and then exited the kitchen once again, with Sandy soon to follow. Ryan and Seth both turned and looked at each other and then laughed.
Seth: So I think we should talk about our plans for this week.
Ryan: Please tell me you didn't make an itinerary.
Seth: Ryan, focus here, we have this huge house all to ourselves for a whole week. Just you and me, mano a mano, Ryan and Seth, Seth and Ryan…
Ryan: (Interrupting) And Marissa.
Seth: What?
Ryan: Marissa is staying with me this week…I figured Summer would be staying with you.
Seth: Man, we have an opportunity here Ryan! We could throw a party, go to a party, drink ourselves into an oblivion…you know what, we never looked for my dad's bong.
Ryan gave Seth a look he had never seen before and he soon shut up.
Ryan: What's up with you and Summer?
Seth: Nothing.
Ryan: So everything's good then?
Seth: Everything's fine…too fine.
Ryan: Isn't that a good thing?
Seth: Yeah…no, it's not.
Ryan gave a questioning look, which Seth tried to ignore, but the truth was, he was helpless not to talk about it.
Seth: We never fight, we always get along, there's no drama, no passion, no…
Ryan: (Interrupting) Take it from me, not fighting is the way to go.
Ryan got up and poured himself another cup of coffee and then leaned against the counter and looked back at Seth. Before he could say anything Sandy and Kirsten walked back into the kitchen again.
Kirsten: Okay, I think we're ready.
Seth: You're sure about that?
Kirsten got a weird look on her face.
Sandy: Yes, we've got everything, I put all the bags in the car, we're ready to go.
Ryan took a big sip of coffee and looked over at Sandy and Kirsten.
Ryan: Do you have your tickets?
Both Sandy and Kirsten got weird looks on their faces and immediately looked at each other and then stormed out of the kitchen once again. Ryan smiled and Seth started laughing. A few minutes later Sandy and Kirsten entered the kitchen once again, tickets in hand.
Kirsten: Okay, now we really have to go, or we'll miss our flight.
Kirsten turned and exited the kitchen, followed quickly by Seth. Ryan finished his coffee and placed his mug in the sink. Ryan walked towards Sandy, and the two made their way towards the front door.
Sandy: I told all the rules to Seth but…
Ryan: No parties, no parties, and…no parties?
Sandy: Yeah, make sure Seth doesn't get himself in any trouble.
Ryan: Don't worry; everything will be fine.
Ryan and Sandy exited the house and got into the Range Rover with Kirsten and Seth and soon thereafter, Sandy and Kirsten were on a plane flying to Italy, and Ryan and Seth were left alone in Newport Beach for a week.