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BrSoccerChic, glad I'm surprising you! Although I think that this chapter might surprise you again, (well i hope it does anyway!)

On with the drama!

Chapter 7

Scott was frustrated. It had been two weeks since the night in his car when he had pushed Marissa a little too far and he still wasn't getting any. Okay, so there had been the girl in Sacremento at his family thing the other week, his cousins girlfriend. And there was that girl the other night at Holly's but they didn't really count. He felt like he was gonna explode. The plan of action for tonight was to take her out to dinner, ply her with alcohol and then take her down to the beach, and eventually back to his place. A tried and tested method which never failed to get a girl into bed, well, it had worked with everyone else he had tried it on.

The next morning he was eating his words, why the hell was Marissa Cooper so hard to get into bed? Everything had been going well. He'd taken her to her favourite restaurant, although she had rejected the alcohol. She'd learnt her lesson last Christmas and now hardly ever drank. Scott had ploughed ahead regardless and had insisted on taking her down to the beach even though it was cold and she wanted to go home. He took her to secluded part of the beach and began his assault. Literally.

She'd let him at first, he'd been the perfect gentleman tonight and she knew he'd stop when she wanted him to. He kissed her gently on the lips, moving slowly down to her neck. He pulled her on top of him and started to undo her dress. This made her slightly uncomfortable but she let him carry on. In a more seconds he had undone her dress and was trying take it off. Enough was enough.

"Scott, no." Marissa tried to pull away. He didn't pay any attention, he held her tighter. He put his hands on the top of her arms and pressed her body into the sand to stop her from moving. "No, stop." She spoke louder and struggled to get away. There was sand everywhere and she just wanted to go home. Eventually she managed to crawl from underneath him and stagger away.

"Come back" Scott demanded angrily. She didn't respond, she couldn't even look at him. She ran towards the pier, towards other people, she didn't care where she was going. She suddenly remembered that she didn't have her car with her, Scott had picked her up. Tears began to silently fall down her cheeks. Ryan, she would call him. No, she didn't want him to see her like this. He was probably sick of looking after her. She called Summer instead and then waited in the lobby of the nearest hotel until she arrived.

Luckily Scott didn't try and chase her, he gave up, she maybe be beautiful but, in his opinion, she justwasn't worth it.

"Oh my God, Coop" Summer exclaimed as she pulled up in her car. Marissa's hair was tousled and her dress was ripped.

"I...Scott" Marissa said tearfully as she climbed into the car. "Can I stay at yours tonight? My Mom...I can't.."

"'Course you can." Summer reached over and gave her a hug, Marissa flinched at her touch. It didn't take a genius to work out what had happened.

Summer took Marissa back to hers, lent her some pjs and tucked her up in her big double bed before climbing in herself.

"Now, are you gonna tell me what happened or can I guess?" She asked

"I think you can guess." Marissa said quietly. "He tried… I didn't want to.. we didn't but..."

"But what?"

"Maybe I should've."

"Marissa, no way." Summer was shocked "You didn't want to, end of. Scott's an ass. He obviously doesn't care about you." She reached over to take Marissa's hand.

"You're right, it's just, I really liked him... he liked me..."

"Sweetie, he didn't. I know it's hard to hear but it's true."

"Maybe..."

"Definitely." Summer said firmly. "Do you wanna watch a dvd or something?" She asked trying to change the subject and lighten the mood.

"No, it's ok, can we just go to sleep?"

"Yeah sure. Just wake me up if you need me."

"Thanks Sum, love you."

"Love you too."

Marissa slept surprisingly peacefully. She expected to have nightmares but her sleep was dreamless, thankfully. When she woke up, however, the reality of last nights events hit her like a bullet and she began to cry, Summer was nowhere in sight. Marissa heard the sound of running water. She was puzzled, what was Summer doing in the shower so early in the morning, then she remembered, school. Damnit. she lay back down, there was no way she was going to school today. A few minutes later Summer entered the room with a towel wrapped around her.

"Come on, get dressed." Marissa stared at her.

"I'm not going to school" She said firmly.

"Oh yes you are, come on."

"I haven't got any clothes" Marissa said lamely.

"Wrong!" Summer said triumphantly. "I sent Cohen to your house doing his stealth thing. Summer held up a bag with clothes in.

"He broke in?"

"No, he just spun Caleb some tale and went to get them."

"You didn't tell him?" Marissa asked panicking. If Seth knew then he would tell Ryan who would go and punch Scott. Not that he didn't deserve it.

"No, I just told him it was a girls emergency." She said picking up the bag and tipping it onto the bed. It contained, three tops, a bra, two pairs of knickers, a skirt and two pairs of jeans. None of them matched. At all. Marissa giggled in spite of herself. Now she definitely couldn't go to school.

"Great" Summer said sarcastically "I knew I should have gone myself." She picked up a pink top and held it up next to the jeans. "This'll do, come on." She dragged Marissa out of bed.

"I can't believe Cohen went in my underwear drawer" Marissa said disbelievingly.

"I know, we'll kill him later. But to do that you have to come to school." Marissa gave up.

"Ok, but if I see Scott I'm going home. Deal?"

"Deal." Marissa went into the bathroom to get dressed, as she did so she noticed two bruises on the tops of her arms. They had obviously been caused by someone rather than something as they were hand shaped, and very sore she noted as she put her top on. Thank God Seth hadn't bought vest tops, she would be wearing long sleeves for a while that was for sure. And she really didn't want to go to school, on the other hand, if she didn't go Scott would win.

"So?" Seth demanded when he saw them at school

"So what?" Summer shot back.

"What was the girls emergency?"

"What emergency?" Ryan asked joining the conversation. Marissa looked pleadingly at Summer.

"Oh, you know, boy stuff." Summer said lightly. Marissa grimaced, wrong answer.

"Why? What's up?" Ryan asked turning to look at Marissa. She looked awful, pale and tired. "What's happened?"

"What is this, twenty questions?" Summer demanded grabbing Marissa's hand and leading her to Math. "We're gonna be late, bye!" The boys stood there puzzled, what had just happened?

"Hey, Ryan?" Scott asked coming towards them. Seth made a hasty exit. "Have you seen Marissa?" Something told Ryan to lie.

"No, sorry man, I was just looking for her myself." Ryan said

"Well, when you find her could you tell her I'm looking for her, and that... I'm sorry" He finished lamely.

"Yeah, ok." Scott walked off and Ryan was relieved. They'd just had a row, nothing serious. Marissa had freaked, gone to Summer's and that was the 'girl emergency'. He'd talk to her later, she'd be ok. Marissa felt far from ok as she saw Scott talking to Ryan across the courtyard. She didn't think she'd ever feel ok again.