Friday classes came and went and evening had set upon Newport Beach. Ryan was in the pool house reading one of Seth's comics, thinking about getting ready for the show. Seth barged into the pool house fully dressed and ready.

Seth: Hey man, I gotta go…get there early and everything.

Ryan: Okay, I'll see you there.

Seth: Cool man, see ya.

Seth left and Ryan emerged from the bed heading towards the bathroom to change his clothes. About half an hour later, Ryan was in the kitchen talking to Sandy, when the doorbell rang.

Ryan: That's probably Lindsay…I'll be back later.

Sandy: Okay kid, have fun.

Ryan: Bye Sandy.

Ryan went over to the front door and opened it, sure enough, Lindsay stood in front of him.

Lindsay: Ready to go?

Ryan: Yeah.

The two left the house and drove towards the pier where the club was. Both Ryan and Lindsay flashed their tickets at the door and were allowed inside. They had a little while before the show started and the two made their way towards an empty table and sat down. They were sitting in silence, listening to the music that played over the house speakers

Ryan: You thirsty?

Lindsay: Yeah.

Ryan: I'll be right back.

Ryan got up from the table and went over to the bar. He got a hold of the bartender's attention and ordered two cokes. As Ryan stood at the bar, waiting for his sodas he noticed Marissa walk into the club. His eyes were immediately drawn to her, and hers to him. They stood looking at each other for a second before the club went dark and the stage lights turned on. Jet took the stage and the opening chords to "Cold Hard Btch" started wafting through the air. Ryan turned to the bartender as he handed him two drinks and then turned back towards Marissa. Marissa was still looking at Ryan, when suddenly she turned on her heels and started walking towards the door. Ryan immediately went after her.

Ryan: Marissa, wait…

Marissa stopped dead in her tracks and turned to face Ryan. Ryan walked up to Marissa spilling some of the drinks on his hand.

Ryan: You leaving?

Marissa: Um…I don't really want to be here…

Ryan: Come on, it'll be fun; you can come sit with us.

Marissa looked over Ryan's shoulder and saw Lindsay sitting alone at a table.

Marissa: No, it's okay…I'm just going to go.

Ryan saw Marissa look at Lindsay, and also saw her make her decision.

Ryan: Seth's around here somewhere…you could hang out with him.

Marissa: I'm pretty sure he's working…it's okay.

Ryan knew he couldn't convince her so he nodded his head, and Marissa turned towards the door. Ryan in turn, turned back towards Lindsay, and once again joined her at the table. Marissa lingered in the doorway for a second before leaving. She was watching Ryan and Lindsay, Ryan turned towards Lindsay and flashed that smile that was once reserved for her. Marissa choked back a sob and turned for the door. Ryan had only been at the table a few minutes before he stood back up.

Lindsay: Where are you going? The show just started.

Ryan: I'll be right back.

Ryan turned and ran towards the front door of the club. Ryan exited the club, running out into the cool beach breeze. He saw Marissa sitting on a bench staring towards the ocean; Ryan came up behind her.

Ryan: I thought you were leaving.

Marissa immediately stood up and turned around.

Marissa: I am.

Ryan: I don't want you to go because of me.

Marissa: Ryan…

For a second Marissa was speechless, and then without even thinking, everything came out.

Marissa: …we're not friends, we never were, and we both know it. I can't be your friend…I wish I could. Because I know that I can't have you the way I want you…and being your friend is the only thing I can be…but it hurts too much. Seeing you with…

Ryan: Lindsay and I aren't together.

Marissa: Ryan, you like her.

Ryan gave Marissa a confused look and she continued.

Marissa: I see the way you look at her, the way you smile at her…I know you like her because you used to look at me like that…

Ryan: Marissa…

Marissa: Just stop…please, I get it okay; I just want you to be happy Ryan, I wish that I could make you happy…but I guess I can't. Just go back inside Ryan.

Ryan didn't say anything he just stared back at Marissa.

Marissa: Please just go.

Ryan opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. He turned and slowly started walking towards the club again. He glanced back over his shoulder, looking at Marissa just once before entering the club again. Marissa watched him go, cursing herself on the inside…what had she just done. Had she just let him go? Did she want to let him go…no, she knew the answer was no, she never wanted to let go. A few tears fell down Marissa's face as she slowly walked towards her car. Marissa got to the car and opened the door, only to hesitate, and then slam the door shut. There was no way she was going back home, the last place she wanted to be was her mothers. It was then that Marissa remembered her dad had gone out of town this week. Marissa quickly opened her car door again, leaning over and opening the glove box. She pulled out a set of keys to the boat that Jimmy had given her, incase she ever wanted to come over. Marissa clutched the keys in her hand and swiftly exited her car, locking it and walking up the pier towards the harbor.