A/N: Sorry about the delay. I broke my wrist and I can only type with one hand so its taking a while.

Seth was already in the kitchen by the time Ryan came in.

"Hey buddy. How are you?" Seth asked.

"Um, fine."

"That's great. Do you know why I'm in such a good mood?"

"Thanksgiving is in 4 days," Ryan said.

"Not just that buddy! Your birthday is coming up and I don't know what to get you!!"

"Nothing Seth. I told you that."

"Come on Ryan!"

"See? This is why I didn't tell you guys about my birthday last year."

"Fine then! I'll guess! I'll make you a Seth Cohen Advanced Birthday Package."

"Oooh it's advanced," Ryan remarked sarcastically.

"Ryan Atwood being sarcastic? What is the world coming to? Oh well. We have to be in school soon and Summer doesn't like it when I'm late."

"Fine. Let's go."

"YOU'RE LATE COHEN!!" Summer yelled.

"I'm s-s-sorry Summer. It's Ryan's f-fault."

"Save it. It's always Chino's fault. Right?"

"Yeah. He's slow in the mornings."

"Let's just get to school so we're not late."

Summer and Seth walked into first period late, as usual. But the teacher didn't notice. He never does. They sat down in the back and tried hard to focus, but it was nearly impossible. Summer dozed off into space within a minute. But Seth stayed focused. Report cards go out soon and he had a D- in this class.

He started to drift off but snapped back into focus when he heard that him and Summer were called down to Dr. Kim's office.

Uh oh.

They walked into her office and saw Ryan sitting there.

"What the hell is going on?" Seth whispered.

"I don't know. When I saw you guys come in, I was relieved. I thought I was in trouble at first."

Just then, the secretary came out.

"You guys can go in now."

They walked in and saw Dr. Kim sitting at her desk.

"Sit down," she said.

They each took a seat and looked at her.

"First off, none of you are in trouble."

Seth breathed a sigh of relief, but Ryan looked at her.

"Why did you emphasize the word you?"

"I need to talk to you guys about Marissa."

Summer looked over at Ryan. She noticed his eyes were really wide and he looked tense.

"What about her?" Seth asked.

"This morning she was in the parking lot in front of my office. She was hiding behind a car with this guy. She was begging him for something. He gave her a brown envelope and she gave him cash. Of course I thought it was drugs. I was right.

"I approached her and demanded that she gave me the bag. She handed it over and inside was about 20 or 30 pills."

She took out the envelope and put it on the desk. She took out the pills and laid them out. Some had smiley faces with X as the eye. Some were stars and others were unrecognizable.

"I called her parents and I told them that she could not come back until she was clean. Now I want the truth. Did any of you know that she drugs?"

"I did," Summer said.

Ryan and Seth looked at her in shock.

"She said she stopped and I believed her. But I was wrong. It was a bad judgment call. I shouldn't have listened to her. I thought she was acting off and…."

"Do you know who's dealing them to her?" Ryan asked.

Summer put her head down and nodded.

"Who?"

"You won't believe me."

"Yes we will Sum. Who is it?"

"It's Oliver OK! I said it!!"

"OLIVER?" Dr. Kim said. "As in the crazy kid who tried to commit suicide?"

"Yeah that's him."

"Wow. I thought he was in the Pilgrim Psych Center in New York."

"He was. But they let him out. If he stayed clean that is. But he hasn't and he threatened to kill me if I told anyone."

"We have to tell someone. He's still unstable and can do something serious if he isn't stopped."

"Fine. But don't tell that I told you. The Witness Protection Program doesn't seem right for me."

Dr. Kim chuckled. "Don't worry. You can remain anonymous."

"OK. Thanks."

The three of them walked out of Dr. Kim's office and into their next class.

Unfortunately for Summer, her next class was Health. But luckily there was a sub today so she could doze off.

But when the sub walked in, she wasn't paying attention. That was until she looked up and saw half of the class staring at her and half of them at the teacher.

She looked at the teacher and couldn't believe what she saw. The teacher looked EXACTLY like her. Same hair, eyes and even a mark on the left side of her face

Little Summer always wondered why her mommies kept leaving. Marissa's mommy never left.

"Sweetie these women aren't your mommies."

"Then who is my mommy?"

"She's the horrible woman that gave birth to you."

"HEY! DON'T TALK ABOUT MY MOMMY LIKE THAT!!"

"Don't you raise your voice to me! Do you hear me?"

"Leave me alone!!"

Summer ran upstairs and went under her bed. Of course she knew those weren't her mommies. She wanted to hear daddy' reaction.

She pulled out a book of pictures of her mommy when she was little. There was one picture of her mommy from when she was about 10 years old. Her mommy had a cut on her face. Summer always thought it was from an accident. But what if it wasn't?

Summer looked back at the teacher. She was writing on the board.

Ms. Roberts.

"Hello. I'm Ms. Roberts and I will be your substitute for today."