Ryan is sitting in the pool house, propped up on the bed. One of Seth's comic books is strewn across his lap. Ryan's eyes close as his head begins to nod down slowly. In an instant, he catches himself, snapping his head back up and opening his eyes wide. His mouth opens in a large yawn and he closes the comic book with one hand, tossing it aside. Ryan sat up straight on the bed rubbing his eyes; he ran a hand through his hair, scratching the back of his head for a second. He stared out the pool house doors at that distinct orange sky you can only find during sunset in southern California. Eventually, he turned his attention towards a sleeping Samantha who was settled contently in her crib. Ryan stood up and quietly walked towards the crib, peeking over the railing and looking down at Samantha. Ryan reached into the crib, adjusting the blankets, before returning his hands to the railing. He looked down at her for a few more seconds, before taking a step back, and then walking over to his nightstand. Ryan picked up the small white baby intercom and turned towards the French doors walking into the house.

Ryan entered the kitchen to find Kirsten standing over the sink loading the dishwasher, and Sandy standing at the island sorting through mail. Both Sandy and Kirsten noticed when Ryan entered the kitchen and smiled to him, Ryan smiled back and walked towards the kitchen island, standing next to Sandy.

Sandy: Hey kid.

Ryan: Hey.

Sandy: What's going on?

Ryan: Nothing much.

Sandy: How's Samantha?

Ryan: She's good…she's sleeping.

Kirsten: Do you have –

Ryan: (Interrupting) Yeah, I have the intercom, it's right here.

Ryan pulled the small white device out of his pocket and set it on the counter. Kirsten smiled and nodded her head, before returning to the dishes. Sandy returned his attention to the mail; sifting through bills and junk mail, when eventually, an envelope caught his attention. He pulled it out and brought it closer to his face.

Sandy: Hey, Seth got a letter from USC.

Ryan's eyebrows perked up slightly and Kirsten whipped around and looked at Sandy.

Kirsten: What does it say?

Sandy: I don't know, I'm not going to open his mail.

Kirsten: Right…I wonder if he got in, I bet he got in…oh my God, I wasn't expecting to have to deal with college acceptance letters yet.

Sandy: Honey, it was bound to happen eventually.

Seth: What was?

Sandy, Kirsten and Ryan's heads all snapped up looking at Seth and Zach who walked into the kitchen.

Ryan: How do you always do that?

Seth: The entrance is key Ryan.

Ryan dropped his head and shook it from side to side.

Sandy: Hey guys, what have you been up to?

Seth: Well, apparently, his girl ditched him to go shopping, so we went to see an I-Max movie after school.

Seth motioned towards Zach, and walked to the fridge, pulling out two Mountain Dew's and tossing one back to Zach.

Zach: Hey Mr. Cohen, Mrs. Cohen, how are you?

Sandy: I'm good, and you can call me Sandy.

Kirsten: Yes, and please call me Kirsten.

Zach smiled and laughed slightly as he nodded his head.

Kirsten: So Seth, you got a letter from USC.

Kirsten picked up the envelope off the counter and handed it to Seth.

Seth: USC, huh?

Sandy: Well, open it…

Seth glanced at his father and then tore the envelope open and read the letter aloud.

Seth: (Reading the letter) Dear Mr. Seth Cohen…

Seth looked up and around the room.

Seth: …I like the sound of that…

Seth turned his attention back to the letter.

Seth: (Reading the letter) Congratulations, you have been accepted to the University of Southern California. If you plan on attending, please fill out the information enclosed and send it back to the admissions office by…blah blah blah…

Seth looked up at both his parents.

Seth: …so, I guess I got in.

Kirsten: Congratulations Seth!

Kirsten made her way towards Seth and wrapped him up in a big hug. With only minor struggle on Seth's part, he was able to free himself.

Seth: I have to breathe mom.

Kirsten: Sorry.

Ryan: Congratulation man, that's really cool.

Seth: Thanks man.

Zach: Yeah, congratulations…although, I can't really see you being a Trojan.

Seth laughed and looked over at Zach.

Seth: Yeah, that's the problem, neither can I; USC is really my back up school, I only applied cause I knew after going to Harbor I would get in.

Zach: Yeah, I know what you mean' I did the same thing…I'm still holding out for a school back east.

Sandy: Well, regardless, we're still proud of you, where ever you decide to go.

Sandy stood up and made his way towards Seth and gave him a hug.

Seth: Thanks dad.

Sandy, Seth and Zach began talking about college while Ryan stood back from the group watching them. After a few seconds, Ryan made his way towards the fridge, pulling out a Coke and walking back towards the kitchen table, standing away from everybody else. He leaned back against the kitchen table, watching Sandy, Seth and Zach continue to talk. Kirsten noticed Ryan hovering away from everybody and slowly made her way towards him.

Kirsten: Hey, how are you?

Ryan: Fine.

Kirsten: Good…well, how was your meeting with your councilor?

Ryan: It was okay.

Kirsten: I was afraid you might be mad at me for telling her, but they have to know…

Ryan: Yeah, you're right…it was weird, but it's okay.

Kirsten: Okay, good.

Ryan nodded his head, and the two stood in silence for a few seconds, overhearing Sandy, Seth and Zach who were still talking.

Kirsten: Well, what did you talk about?

Ryan: We talked about Samantha, and my workload.

Kirsten: Oh, that's good.

Ryan: And, um…she wanted me to sit down and talk to you and Sandy about college.

Ryan's gaze dropped towards the floor and then over to Sandy, Seth and Zach. Kirsten watched as his eyes as they moved.

Kirsten: Okay, well…do you want to talk about it?

Ryan: Not really.

Ryan picked up his soda and turned, walking back outside and towards the pool house. Kirsten stood back, allowing him to walk away without protest. She let out a sigh, and watched him go until he disappeared into the pool house.