It took me like, 10 minutes to find out how to spell awkward.

Anyways...

It's been a long time, so I might be rusty. All Josh's. Bla Bla. Big Thanks to Blink and Brody for all their help. Be sure to check out all stories by blink. (Mrs.AdamBrody) she's a genius. Now for the story, tell me what you think.

Placed like, 2 hours, not even, after the season 1 finale.

I pulled into the driveway of the Cohen house. It was almost 8:00pm. I had promised Cohen I would come around and we'd just watch a movie after the wedding. It was his night to pick the movie, but I brought a selection of my favorites- I always won anyways. With my purse in one hand and DVD's in the other I casually pressed the doorbell all ready to start the night. I told myself I would make Seth feel better tonight. He had just lost his best friend. These were the times a boy needed his girlfriend the most.

A tired looking Kirsten opened the door. It looks as if her and Sandy were talking on the couch. Sure hope I didn't interrupt anything. "Summer. Hi. Seth is still upstairs in his room. I am glad you're here; he didn't leave his room after Ryan left. He'll be happy to see you."

"I know" I responded happily, glad that my presence could make my boyfriend happy. I walked up to his room. The door was closed, as usual. "Cohen." I asked in a voice no louder than a whisper. There was no answer. "Cohen!" I tried again, this time, louder. I would have just walked in on him, but he could barley hold his tears in when we were sitting on the hill, I can't even imagine what he would do in the solitude of his room. "Cohen, I'm coming in, so if your studying naked in there..." I turned the handle and opened the door. It was empty.

I looked around. Nothing was different. Nothing changed. But where was Seth? "This isn't funny. Come out Cohen or I'll kick you ass. Hard."

Then I heard noises coming from the closet. Shuffling. I opened the door to the closet to find Seth curled up on the floor, trying to stand up with something in his hands. A book? No...wait a minute... "Is that a journal?" is what I would have asked, if Seth wasn't on the closet floor, and by the looks of it, he'd been crying. So I just acted like Seth did a good job of hiding the diary and I never saw it.

I saved him the trouble of getting up and I sat down next to him, right next to the hamper. Ew! Cohen's dirty boxers. Seth relaxed and I lay my hands on his shoulders. We just sat there for a few minutes, changing positions every so often. Seth hid the book in his pocket.

"So..." I started as I began to rub his shoulders, "I thought tonight we'd watch a movie. I thought that was the plan, but we can do whatever you want." Maybe I should just avoid the subject of Ryan. Seth just needs to get his mind off of his friend.

"Yeah, right. Sounds good." He turned and looked at me. "Sounds great." He smiled. Aw, he really does care that I am here. Maybe I am helping. I should try this more often.

I took his hand to help him up, but we didn't let go when we were both stable. "I'll meet you downstairs." He let go. Cohen, what are you doing? Need to freshen up? Put you face on for me? I laughed in my head at the thought of the girly Seth. He was pretty girly. Oh! Then it hit me. He wanted to put his journal away. Did he have secrets from me? Guys don't just keep a diary unless they have secrets. The curiosity took over me.

"Ummm...ok. Meet you downstairs." I left the room, shutting the door on my way out. Then I quickly lay flat on my stomach, peeking through the crack in between the floor and the door. I could see Seth's legs move back to the closet. Then his toes lifted off the ground. So this means the book is somewhere up high in his closet. Not that I am going to look in it. Just in case I needed to know.

I rushed downstairs and grabbed a DVD from the pile I left on the front table. The Butterfly Effect. Sure. Whatever. I was making my way over to the family room and passed through the kitchen. Sandy and Kirsten were having a drink, but not talking. Maybe I could help them too. "When's the wedding reception?" Wrong way to help Summer.

"Oh," Kirsten snapped out of her dazed look. I guess she didn't notice me enter the kitchen. "Well, after their honeymoon. So in about 2 weeks."

"Ok. Well maybe Ryan can come to that." Nice job at making them feel better Roberts! How can I get out of this? "...So, Seth and I are going to watch a movie, if that's alright."

"Sure. Yeah. Great." Is she done talking? Do I leave now? Ok, I'm turned my heal right as she spoke again. "Are you hungry?" The truth was that I was starved. The day had been so busy I hadn't eaten anything. But no way was I letting this awkward conversation continue. Cohen would just have to get the popcorn himself.

"No, I'm alright. I will see what Seth wants." And with that, I left the room in search of Seth. He was sitting on the couch, waiting for me.

"Ashton Kutcher, a lot of bloody noses and a bunch of journals?" I waved the DVD in front of him to see if he was in. Oh shit. Did I really say that? Journals? I am just a pro at keeping my mouth shut tonight, aren't I?

Why is he looking at me like that? Does he know I know? No, play it cool. "The Butterfly Effect? You in?" I asked. Nice cover.

"Oh, yeah." Seth replied. He doesn't know I know. "Popcorn?"

"Yeah. Lots." Could he read my mind?

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So, there is chapter one. I started off this story with a dead Cohen one-shot and look what it turned into? Now, I know I am not the best at following up on my stories, but I will try. Also, I know nothing really happened this chapter. Did I fool you with my "Cohen? Where are you"? Thinking he left. Haha. But lots will happen in future chapters.