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Chapter 7 – Friends?

Thank God he didn't came after me. Oh... there's Marissa.

Marissa walked to Summer's table and sat down saying hello to her.

"Hey Coop. How was your day?"

"Oh, you know, nothing special. Your?"

Summer shrugged and started.

"Ok, I guess. Well, at least until my last class." She said not being quite sure of telling Marissa what happened or not. Noticing she hesitates Marissa asked impatiently:

"Why? What happened?"

Summer sighed and continued.

"I had a class with Seth. He was sitting in front of me and I-I-I..." she stoped and then slowly whispered "I tried to touch him." She sighed.

"You what?" Marissa was shocked. "And?"

"Well, my hand froze in the air and right at that moment Seth turned around. He just looked at me and turned back."

"Wow..."

"Yeah, but that's not all. He turned again and actually asked me if I tried to touch him. And I was all teary. It was awful..."

"But what did you said to him?"

"I said I didn't. Although it sounded more like I did pause not. And by the time word not was out there I was yelling."

"Smooth Sum, really smooth..."

"I know..." she said and buried her head in her hands. "What am I gonna do?"

"Well, I think you should talk to Seth. Really talk. Not yell or insult or cry. Although the last one won't be easy. Or the other two."

Summer glared to her.

"Are you trying to make me feel better?"

"I'm just saying that you'll work that out. Who knows, maybe you'll even become friends."

"Coop, who are you kidding? We're so not capable of it."

"Right."

"But then again... I could talk to him. I guess..." she looked back at her food and sighed "This is gonna be tough."

Seth open the door and looked at petite brunette who used to be his girlfriend. The key word is USED. Sadly...

"Summer? Hi." He stared at her surprised.

Summer nodded, walked into his room and sat awkwardly on his bed.

"Wh-wha-what are you doing here?" he managed to say sitting next to her.

"Well, I thought we should talk." Summer said taking Captain Oats and looking back at him.

"I'm listening."

She took a deep breath and started looking away.

"I'm really sorry for all the things I said the other night. I know I hurt you then and I just didn't mean to. I don't want to hurt you, I know how it looks like... being hurt." She stopped feeling her tears coming again and looked at Seth. She couldn't read his face, he didn't look like the old Seth. And that scared her. She was scared by the fact that he changed and she didn't know him. Not really. Not anymore. He spoke.

"I know, it's all my fault. And I've been thinking. A lot. And I came to conclusion that you have every right to hate me, so..."

"I don't hate you." She said in a small voice.

"You don't? Well, I kinda thought that you don't..." Summer raised her eyebrows. "Or maybe it was more like a hope... Anyway I think it's the best that I just leave you alone. I mean, every time I'm around you cry and maybe I'm selfish, but I can't stand seeing you cry and I just don't want to cause you pain." He finished and looked away.

She let those few tears scroll down her face and he pointed.

"See!"

Summer laughed.

"Don't pay attention to those. You didn't make me cry this time. I mean, you did, but it wasn't bad. You didn't hurt me. Today..."

"Ha ha... very funny." He laughed himself, but soon went silent again.

"And I don't think you should stay away from me. I mean, we could be friends. Right?" she said unsure if that's good thing to say. She also wasn't sure if they could do it, not to mention if they want to. She looked at him trying to see what's on his mind again and this time she read disbelief mixed with doubt.

"Are you sure?" he asked and she nodded. "Well, we could try..."

"Great!" she said over enthusiastically and got up. "Umm... I should go, I have to go to see Coop."

Seth got up as well looking at Captain Oats in her hands.

"Umm... Sum, are you taking Captain Oats with you? I mean, it wouldn't be bad , considering that Princess Sparkle has been waiting for him for more then 3 months... unlike someone."

"You don't know what Princess Sparkle's been doing for that 3 months. And I certainly don't want to take Captain Oats to Coop's place, he wouldn't like our conversation." She handed him Captain Oats.

"Oh, I'm sure he would." He looked at Captain Oats. "What did you say? Yes, he would definitely love to listen to that conversation."

"Seth Cohen, you want to spy on me and Coop. That's so not clever of you..." she laughed and punched him playfully. He made a ouch-that-hurt face and laughed as well and they went downstairs together. Kirsten was in the kitchen.

"I'll just say hello." Summer said to Seth and they entered the kitchen.

"Hi Mrs. Cohen."

"Oh, hi Summer? How are you?"

"Fine thanks. You?"

"Ok, preoccupied, but ok. You want something to eat? Juice, coffee?"

"Coffee would be great, thanks."

"I thought you're going to Marissa's." Seth said smiling.

"Well, I am, but I can talk to your mum a little bit, can I?" she smiled back.

"Talk about what?"

"Oh, you know, fashion, cooking..." Kirsten started.

Seth laughed.

"So, you're giving cooking advice to my mum Summer?"

"Very funny... guys..." Kirsten continued.

"Yeah?" Seth raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah." Summer answered blushing and looking at Kirsten.

"So, Summer, we'll see you on Friday then?" Kirsten asked handing Summer her coffee.

"Why? What's on Friday?" she looked at Seth who looked like he suddenly realized something.

"Well, Sandy and I are going to New York. You didn't forget, did you?" Kirsten answered smiling.

"Oh, right... Umm... I really don't know if I should come Mrs Cohen..."

"Please call me Kirsten." Seth looked at her in disbelief. "And you must come! Marissa will come too. And I really need someone to look after Seth." She smiled and Summer giggled slightly while Seth rolled his eyes at his mother and said:

"Mum, you need someone to look after me? What am I – 5?"

"I must agree with that one, you really need someone to look after you." Summer laughed.

"Yes, we don't want any stripers..." Kirsten nodded with a smile.

"Or girls..." Summer added still giggling.

"Well, as long as it's you..." Seth answered and realizing what he just said added quickly "I wasn't thinking that way."

"What way?" Summer asked innocently.

"Right." He smiled.

Sandy entered the kitchen.

"Hey." He kissed Kirsten and patted Seth on the shoulder. "Hi Summer."

"Hello Mr Cohen."

"What were you talking about?"

"Our weekend." Kirsten smiled.

"Oh, yes... Can't wait..." Sandy said and, taking his cup of coffee, added smiling "So, Summer, you're babysitting Seth?"

"Dad... so not funny..." Seth shook his head in disapproval, but Summer said:

"Of course."

"Great. We don't want any..."

"Stripers or girls. We got it!" Seth cut him off annoyed.

"Right. I should be going. See you on Friday." She smiled to Sandy and Kirsten getting up.

"See ya!" Sandy and Kirsten waved her and Seth followed her to the front door.

"So, see ya at school Summer." He said opening the door for her.

"Yeah, see ya on Friday." She answered smiling as she walked out of the house.

A/N – Thanx for the wonderful reviews! I had some problems with my computer, so I couldn't post this chapter earlier, although I wrote it a couple of days ago. I hope you liked it. Keep reading! And of course, review!