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The end of their vacation had come. Seth hastened around the room trying to get his and Summers things in their suitcases so that they would be able to spend their last night together. Seeing as how they both went to different colleges he realized that this would be the last time he'd see her before the summer vacation and he wanted it to be a good one. He wondered how to spend the perfect night with her…then it hit him.

Flashback

It was their first time home form college in their freshman year and Seth and Summer were lying down on his bed just enjoying each others company.

"Hey Sum?"

"Yeah?"

"What, in your opinion is THE perfect date?"

"Say what?"

"You heard me…tell me."

"Why?"

"Just wondering."

"Well…I have always wanted to dance in the moonlight on a beach."

"Yeah? What about dinner?"

"Uh…a little restaurant in a fake village. Those are so cute."

"Hmm…"

End of Flashback

Summer came into the room and saw him daydreaming. She snapped him out of it.

"COHEN?"

"Yeah?"

"You okay? You seemed like in a trance."

"I was just…never mind. Hey it's our last night in town tonight…and I was wondering if you wanted to go out?"

"Sure."

"Okay be ready by 7:00 okay?"

With that he kissed her and left the room. He remembered seeing one of those little restaurants in a fake village not too far away it was a little Italian place called "Ristorante Casale". He called the place up and got a reservation for two at 7:30.

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By the time 7:00 came around Summer was ready to go. She exited the room and saw him at the bottom of the stairs waiting for her with a pink rose in his hand. He presented it to her and she smirked and giggled. He asked…

"What?"

"Nothing…"

She smiled again. They were out the door and when they got in the car he whipped out a blindfold.

"Cohen what are you doing?"

"It's a surprise and you cannot know what it is because then it wouldn't be a surprise now would it?"

She sighed and he blindfolded her.

The drive to the mysterious place was silent. Summer thought that it would be just plain awkward if she spoke with a blindfold blinding her.

"Are you okay? You seem quiet?"

"I don't feel like talking."

"Why not?"

"I just feel like an idiot talking with a BLINDFOLD blinding me."

"Don't worry…you could have a plate of spaghetti on your head and it still wouldn't make a difference."

He turned the car and slowed down. He turned to Summer.

"Okay…you may now take off your blindfold."

Without hesitation, Summer took it off.

"Where are we Seth?"

"Take a look out your window."

Summer looked out the window.

"Oh my God…you remembered my "perfect date?"

"How could I forget?"

"I waited for you to do this but you never did it."

She turned around to him a kissed him. She was so happy. They made their way inside the restaurant and sat at their reserved seat. They had their meal and talked about their relationship. Seth then paid for their meals and lead Summer towards a staircase leading up.

"Cohen where are we going?"

But Seth stayed silent. He just smiled at her and led her up the stairs. They came to a black door which led to a balcony. During the summertime that balcony was used as seating but seeing as how it was the middle of the wintertime there was nothing…nothing but a little stereo in the corner. Seth led Summer to the middle of the balcony.

"Cohen what are we doing?"

"Look I know that this isn't the beach but you did also want a dance in the moonlight."

"And?"

"And…what Summer wants, she's gonna get."

Seth smiled and the went over to the stereo and pressed play. Edwin McCain's "I'll Be" played.

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky
Never revealing their depth
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated
I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above

I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life

Rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
You're my survival, you're my living proof
My love is alive not dead
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from above

I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life

I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead
Tuned in, turned on, Remembered the things that you said

I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life

The greatest fan of your life

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And there you have it…an update I think that the next chapter is going to be the last…the wedding…yeah because I'm working on "Looking for a Reason" which I think will be pretty good…please update!