The Cohen house has calmed and people have retreated every which way. Seth and Zach are in Seth's bedroom. Some loud, maybe three chords per song, punk music was wafting through Seth's computer speakers. Seth sits on his bed reading a comic, while Zach is standing next to Seth's desk looking through Seth's very organized comic book collection. Every once in a while, he pulls a comic book up, careful to never remove the plastic sleeve, and takes a look at it before dropping it back where he found it, and continuing on.

Zach: So what school are you holding out for?

Seth: I don't know…my dad went to Berkeley, I think Ryan wanted to go to Berkeley. It would be cool to go to college with him.

Zach looked up from the comics for a brief second, looking over at Seth.

Zach: Yeah, but where do you want to go?

Seth glanced up from his comic book, as Zach went back to sifting through Seth's collection.

Seth: I don't know really. Some place that's close enough for me to come home and do my laundry, but far enough away so that…well, I'm far away from Newport.

Zach: Newport's not that bad.

Seth: Maybe not from your shoes.

Zach: Come on, I've seen you enjoy yourself in this town.

Seth: Well, I'll admit it's not as bad as it used to be. I don't know, I've been planning my escape from Newport since we moved here…and now, I don't really know where I want to go. Anyway, what about you…holding out for some grand Ivy League school to impress everybody?

Zach turned his head towards Seth, laughing slightly.

Zach: I guess. If I stay on the west coast, then Stanford, I got my acceptance from them last week. But that's not Ivy League. I got accepted at Northeastern University in Boston…but I only applied there cause Summer applied to Boston University. As far as Ivy League goes, I'm waiting to hear back from Brown, Colombia and Yale.

Seth: Did anybody ever tell you that you're an over achiever?

Zach smiled and laughed.

Zach: Yeah, I think it runs in the family.

Zach finished up looking through Seth's comic book collection, and his eyes darted towards a shelf next to it.

Zach: You've got a great collection, man; it's much better than mine.

Seth: Thanks, so Summer's applied to BU, huh?

Zach ran his hand up to a shelf looking through some of Seth's books.

Zach: Yeah, but I think she's going to go to USC. Stay close to home.

Seth: (Quietly) Really?

Zach's eyes darted to a loose sheet of paper sticking out of a black ringed notebook. He reached over and touched the notebook, causing the paper to fall out even more. Zach looked at the page, revealing a comic version of what looked like Summer.

Zach: Is this supposed to be Summer?

Zach slipped the loose page out of the notebook, and removed it from the shelf, holding it in his hands. Seth looked up from the bed, immediately springing up and towards Zach.

Zach: This is really good, Cohen. Wow…do you…

Zach opened up the notebook, revealing a blank first page. Seth finally made it to Zach, snatching the notebook out of his hand, along with the drawing.

Zach: …have any others?

Seth: What, no…of Summer? Of course not.

Zach: No, I meant any other drawings. That was really good.

Seth: No…no. I…uh…I had this idea when I was in Portland. I was going to make a comic strip and use Summer as one of the characters, but…uh…it was a stupid idea.

Seth slipped the loose sheet into the notebook and dropped it onto the floor, kicking it under his bed.

Seth: Forget I said anything. I just have that one, anyway.

Zach nodded his head and looked to the floor for a second.

Zach: You know what, man? We should do that.

Seth: Do what?

Zach: Create a comic book. We can do something like…

Zach raised his arms in the air for effect.

Zach: …"Living in the OC"…

Seth: How about…

Seth raised his arms, mocking Zach.

Seth: …"Welcome to the OC…bitch!"…

Zach looked at Seth slightly confused.

Seth: (Quietly) It doesn't work when I say it.

Zach: I don't think that would work, dude. Anyway, we can think of a better title.

Seth: Of course, it wouldn't work. The whole thing wouldn't work. I told you it was a stupid idea in the first place.

Zach: No man, it'll be awesome. We'll be like business partners, and work on it together.

Seth looked up at Zach hesitantly,

Seth: I don't know. (Quickly) Plus…I don't have any other drawings.

Zach: Well, draw me.

Seth: Excuse me?

Zach: We can use all our friends in the comic book, except give them different names.

Seth looked at Zach, thinking the whole time.

Seth: And make them all superheroes…each of us having our own super powers…

Zach: Yeah, if you want.

Seth looks down at the floor deep in thought.

Seth: Hmm…the story of Brian Gatwood and The Cosmo-Girl would definitely be interesting.

Zach: Do we want it to be a drama?

Seth: It's Newport Beach.

Zach: Right, lots of drama.

Seth: Yeah…

Seth took a few steps towards Zach.

Seth: …Newport Beach. Drama, sex, scandal, illegitimate children, crime, prison, delinquents, the lifestyles of the rich and fabulous…but all with super powers.

Zach: Sounds great, doesn't it?

Seth: You know, it kinda does.

Meanwhile, Marissa pulled her Mustang up the Cohen's drive and parked at the top. Both Marissa and Summer got out of the car and made their way into the house. Kirsten met the two of them at the front door and welcomed them in, leading them into the kitchen.

Kirsten: So girls, what did you buy?

Summer: Oh God…I definitely bought too much.

Marissa: The shoes alone were too much, Sum.

Summer: I couldn't help myself.

Marissa: I know.

Kirsten turned towards Marissa.

Kirsten: It is like a sport to you.

Marissa: You could say that.

Kirsten and Marissa laughed, as Kirsten made her way to the fridge grabbing herself a bottle of water.

Kirsten: Well, sounds like fun. I think Sandy's in the living room watching Dr. Phil, if you're interested. Otherwise, Ryan's in the pool house, and Seth's upstairs in his room with Zach.

Summer: Zach's here?

Kirsten: Yeah, he came over after school with Seth.

Summer: Oh…

Summer's eyes darted towards the kitchen exit.

Summer: …I think I'm just going to…

Summer took a small step and then hesitated.

Marissa: Go?

Summer turned back, looking at Marissa.

Summer: Yeah.

Marissa and Kirsten watched as Summer walked out of the room and towards the stairs. Kirsten turned back towards Marissa with a slightly confused look on her face, and motioned to Summer.

Marissa: Long story.

Kirsten: Okay. Well, I want you to do something for me, if that's okay.

Marissa: Sure, what's up?

Kirsten: Ryan met with his councilor this morning and…

Marissa: Yeah, he told me everything was fine.

Kirsten: Yeah, but I don't know if everything is. At the beginning of the year, Ryan seemed like he was actually enthusiastic about the idea of college, and now…well, he won't talk about it.

Marissa: And you want me to talk to him?

Kirsten: Well, he's not talking to me.

Marissa: I can try, but if he's really not talking, then…

Kirsten: Just get him to think about it…please.