He was sitting in the poolhouse. Kirsten had let her in. "He seems worried," she had said, "He looks like he needs a friend."

Marissa was never a friend, Summer thought to herself as she picked her way through the house, the garden and into Ryan's cozy little house.

The door was already ajar, and from the slight crack that separated her from the whitewashed wood, she stood, frozen, watching him silently as he sat on the bed, head bowed and hands folded in that ever-so-chino way. She knocked lightly on the doorframe, watching nervously as he raised his head, eyes widened at the sight of her. He had probably expected Marissa. Seth. DJ. Anyone but Summer.

"What are you doing here?" he enquired. The coldness of his voice made her want to leave, but she forced herself to sit down on the edge of the bed with him. She put her bag on the floor next to her, taking time with her answer.

"I wanted to see how you were." she said eventually. Something was happening to her heart. It was thumping in a scary way. She felt this cavernous, slushy feeling that she couldn't identify. She felt like she really wanted him to understand she didn't want to hurt him.

"Why do you care?" he snapped, "Why would Summer Roberts, party princess, care about some stupid slum kid!" She flinched.

"I care because you're a good person. She was toying with your emotions."

"None of that matters now." he grimaced, "I'm officially alone. Nobody cares about me."

Suddenly, Summer realised what she was feeling. It wasn't guilt, or sympathy she felt. It was hot, smothering lust. She wanted Ryan. And she wanted him badly!

"I care about you." she said passionately, "Because you're a good person."

Ryan didn't seem to know how to respond to Summer's claim. He shrugged awkwardly. "I guess Marissa never thought that."

"Chino, Marissa's a bitch. Marissa's a cold, hard, plastic bitch who doesn't have enough consideration to think of anyone elses feelings, and while she's got her head shoved up two guys asses at the once, and she's upset because they're mad at her! God forbid someone might hate her for once." She rolled her eyes.

Ryan stared at her in shock. "You…You're her best friend." He said simply.

"I don't want to be best friends…with someone who hurts my other friends." He looked at her in shock, pupils expanding to take over his bright blue irises. She had never noticed it before, but now she was up close enough to look, those electric blue eyes sent electric shivers up her spine.

She didn't know the exact moment they started kissing, all she realised was she had been missing out. It was so unpredictable, unprecedented. His hands were running through her hair, and she was pushing herself against him as if to push her way into his heart. Suddenly he pushed her off him, gently.

"Oh god! I am so sorry!" she squealed, "I don't know what came over me."

"You know just as well that it was both of us." he smiled a heart wrenching smile. Summer thought to herself, why doesn't he smile often? He's so cute!

"So you don't mind?" she asked.

"You have cherry lips." he grinned in reply, pulling her over him again.

A/N: Okay, officially my first ever beginning of a sleazy scene. I just want to say I'd never have the courage without my darling Tough Stuff, Lia...she's a horny beast for someone her age ; )