The weekend passed quickly, and Monday had arrived too soon. It was late morning in Newport and Ryan was finishing up his meeting with his counselor.

Ms. Fisher: I understand you still haven't decided on a school, but now is the time for you to really think about it.

Ryan: I haven't even received an acceptance letter.

Ms. Fisher: Ryan, you will.

Ryan looked across her desk skeptically.

Ryan: Yeah, well…I really don't know if it's a good idea to leave Newport.

Ms. Fisher: That's understandable. I just want you to know that you have more options than minimum wage jobs and night classes.

Ms. Fisher smiled towards Ryan, and he conveyed a crooked smile back to her.

Ms. Fisher: Okay, well I think that's about it. You keep thinking about it, Ryan. If you have any questions, come talk to me. And let me know when you start getting your letters.

Ryan: Yeah, okay.

He nodded slightly, grabbing hold of his backpack, and rose from his chair. Ryan made his way to the door and exited, he walked through the small administrative area, and then out into the hallway, bustling with teenagers. Ryan spotted Marissa at her locker and made his way towards her. He came up behind her, setting his hands at her waist and placing a kiss on her cheek.

Marissa: Hey.

Ryan wrapped his arms around Marissa's waist in response.

Marissa: How did your meeting go?

Ryan: Fine.

Marissa: So everything's okay?

Ryan nodded his head, and then let his chin sit on Marissa's shoulder. Marissa shut her locker and turned to face Ryan.

Marissa: Talk much?

Ryan shook his head, indicating no. A smile appeared on Marissa's face as she leaned in to kiss Ryan. When the kiss broke, Ryan took Marissa's hand in his and the two walked up the hallway together towards the student lounge.

When they got to the lounge, Marissa broke away from Ryan and walked to the small café to get a latte. Ryan spotted Seth and Zach sitting on one of the brown leather couches and made his way towards them, taking a seat on an opposing and identical couch. Neither Zach, nor Seth took any notice to Ryan's entrance. Seth had one of his many art books in his lap, and was working on a sketch for the comic book. Zach, on the other hand, was seated on the opposite side of the couch. In one hand, he held a large cup of coffee, while the other flipped through the pages of The New York Times. Ryan looked back and forth between the two of them for a few seconds.

Ryan: You know, most people read The Los Angeles Times in southern California.

Zach looked up from his paper momentarily, and shrugged his shoulders before returning his attention to the article he was reading. Seth, who looked up from his sketch when Ryan spoke, glanced over at Zach, and then towards Ryan.

Seth: Zach hopes to one day be confused with someone, actually important.

Seth tried to keep a series face, but it didn't work. A huge child-like grin appeared on his face, as Ryan tried to hold in laughter and Zach looked at Seth out of the corner of his eye. Zach seemed as though he had a witty comeback ready, but was interrupted by the entrance of Summer.

Summer: Oh my God, Cohen…is that supposed to be Marissa?

Seth, Ryan and Zach all looked up at Summer who was hovering over Seth's shoulder and looking down at his book.

Seth: Um…yeah, it is. Or, as I like to call her, Cosmo-Girl, notice the keen sense of fashion and the magical flask.

Summer laughed at Seth's comment, and spotted Marissa walking towards them, her latte in hand. Summer waved her arms in the air, motioning for Marissa.

Summer: Coop, you gotta come check you out.

Marissa: Um…okay.

Marissa walked up the few steps and stood next to Summer, who motioned towards the notebook in Seth's lap.

Marissa: That's me?

Summer: Yeah.

Marissa: Wow…I'm hot.

Summer: Yeah, you are. Hey, Cohen…where am I?

Seth: I'm still working on you.

Summer: Oh…

Marissa: What about Ryan?

Seth looked up at Marissa and then over at Ryan. He flipped a page back in his book, and looked down at his drawing.

Seth: I'd like to introduce…Brian Gatwood.

Seth flipped the book up and showed it to Ryan, who peered at the picture, not looking very amused.

Ryan: Brian Gatwood?

Seth just smiled, and turned the book towards Marissa so she could see it as well. Marissa laughed slightly as she looked at the drawing.

Marissa: I like it. He's even got the choker and leather wristband.

Seth: I had to make him authentic.

Ryan: He's short.

Seth looked over at Ryan, trying very hard not to break out into hysterics.

Seth: Hate to break it to you, man. But you're short.

Summer: It's okay, Ryan. I'm short too.

Ryan: Thanks, Summer.

Summer nodded, but was still trying not to laugh at Seth's comment. She moved past Seth and sat down on the couch between Seth and Zach, who had gone back to reading his newspaper. Summer leaned over placing a kiss on Zach's cheek. Zach folded up his newspaper and turned towards Summer with a smile on his face.

Zach: Hey.

Summer: What's up?

Zach: Not much.

Summer: Is everything settled for Cabo?

Zach: Yeah, my dad made all the arrangements for us.

Summer: I can't wait.

Seth: You guys are going to Cabo?

Zach: Yeah, aren't you?

Summer: Senior class trip…over spring break.

Marissa: I forgot all about that.

Seth: And you two are going to Cabo?

Zach: Everyone's going to Cabo.

Seth: Apparently not everyone.

Zach: It's still a few weeks away, you have time.

Summer: You guys aren't going to go?

Summer shifted her gaze from Seth, over to Ryan and Marissa sitting opposite them on the couch. Ryan, Marissa and Seth just looked back at Summer, and then exchanged glances between themselves. The only answer they gave was a shrug of their shoulders.

The day had progressed and Ryan and Marissa were camped out in the pool house after school. The two were sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed. Samantha was also on the floor next to them, testing out her new crawling abilities.

Marissa: I can't believe I completely forgot about Cabo.

Ryan: Were you planning on going?

Marissa: Well, yeah…months ago, when I was thinking about it. But now…

Ryan: I think you should go…if you want.

Marissa: You're not going, though.

Ryan: I can't leave Samantha here.

Marissa: Yeah, I know. So we'll stay.

Ryan: Marissa, you shouldn't have to miss out on things just because of us.

Marissa rolled her eyes and moved herself onto Ryan's lap.

Marissa: Ryan, if I go to Cabo, I'll just be thinking about you the whole time. I'm not going to have fun, and the only thing I'll be missing are a few crazy parties, that I would probably only have a hazy recollection of in the morning, anyway.

Ryan: Well, that's reassuring.

Marissa smiled and resituated herself on Ryan's lap, so she was closer to him.

Marissa: Maybe my idea of the perfect spring break is spending it with you.

Ryan: Maybe you're just blinded by love.

Marissa leaned in even closer to Ryan.

Marissa: Maybe we both are.

Marissa shrugged playfully and smiled slyly as she closed in on the remaining space between her and Ryan. Marissa lips locked with Ryan's and his arms immediately wrapped around Marissa's waist pulling her as close to him as possible. A small moan escaped from Marissa's mouth as Ryan's hands ran up and down her back, chills running through her body. Suddenly, they heard a thump, followed by a brief giggle, and then an excruciating scream. Ryan and Marissa immediately pulled out of their kiss. Both out of breath, they turned and looked at a howling Samantha sprawled out on the floor. Marissa moved off of Ryan almost instantly and walked on her knees, the few steps towards Samantha. Samantha's crying died down as Marissa reached down and picked her up, cradling Samantha in her arms and making her way back towards Ryan.

Ryan: She okay?

Marissa: Yeah, I think so.

Ryan smiled and leaned his head in, placing a small kiss on Samantha's nose. Samantha let out a slight giggle and a smile appeared on her face.

Ryan: I think she's okay.

Marissa: Yeah.

Ryan looked up at Marissa and then leaned in placing a kiss on her lips. Ryan and Marissa had just pulled away from the kiss when Kirsten entered the pool house.

Kirsten: Hey guys. I just came back to see how Samantha was doing.

Ryan tuned his head looking at Kirsten.

Ryan: She took a nosedive, but she's fine.

Kirsten: Sandy told me she was crawling away from him all morning.

Ryan laughed and picked Samantha off of Marissa's lap.

Ryan: You want to go see Grandma?

Samantha just stared back at Ryan, and Ryan smiled before standing up and walking towards Kirsten. Ryan motioned for Kirsten to take Samantha, but Kirsten just stared at Ryan.

Ryan: Kirsten, you okay?

Kirsten: You called me Grandma.

Ryan: Uh…yeah, sorry…I mean…well, you are.

Kirsten smiled and looked down at Samantha.

Kirsten: Yeah…I just hadn't really thought about it. Makes me sound so old.

Ryan: You're not old, I'm too young.

Kirsten smiled and Ryan extended his arms out for Kirsten to take Samantha.

Kirsten: Hey, sweetie.

Kirsten made a few baby faces and noises at Samantha, which she grinned and giggled at.

Kirsten: Oh, before I forget, my dad and Julie are coming over for dinner tonight.

Ryan: Um…okay.

Kirsten: They'll be here around seven-ish. Do you know where Seth is?

Ryan: He's at work.

Kirsten: Oh, okay…well if you hear from him, tell him to be home for dinner.

Ryan: Will do.

Kirsten: I think I'm going to take her inside. Spend some time with my granddaughter…if you don't mind.

Ryan: Of course not, go ahead.

Kirsten smiled and exited the pool house, carrying Samantha in her arms. Ryan turned back towards Marissa who was staring out one of the many pool house doors.

Ryan: What's wrong?

Marissa: My mom's coming here for dinner.

Ryan: Yeah, she does that from time to time.

Marissa: Okay, well I haven't told her about Samantha.

Ryan: What? Why not?

Marissa: Maybe because I try to avoid her at all costs.

Ryan: Marissa…

Marissa: Ryan, I have no idea what she's going to say or do.

Ryan: Well, she's going to find out tonight.

Marissa: It's going to be interesting.