Summary: Kind of Marissa's POV on dealing with the whole Trey thing. Takes place during the locker scene.

Disclaimer: I own nothing involved with The O.C. or the characters or the sentences in italics.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews! This is my first fanfic that isn't a one-shot, so it is great to know that people want some more. I don't know how long I will keep this going—at least all through this episode and then I might branch off and become imaginative. Please review!

From across the courtyard she spotted him. Simply dressed, as usual, in a brown collared shirt. A little different, a change from the wife beater. Although he did look nice in a wife beater. She had never seen Trey in a wife beater—another obvious difference.

Ryan turned to face her and she quickly hurried to her locker. The longer she went without contact, the better.

Hey.

She jumped and Ryan fell into the lockers, laughing. Maybe he thought it was funny, but she sure didn't.

Sorry. You okay?

Yeah, no. I guess I'm just not used to the hallway kiss yet.

Just last week she had been ready for the hallway…more than a kiss.

Oh, sure of course.

He sounded so dejected, it almost broke her heart. It was then she really realized that it was not going to be easy.

So tell me, how was Miami?

As she talked, she fiddled with her shirt, making sure that the scratches were covered.

It was…a lot like Orange County. How 'bout you? Anything crazy happen while I was gone?

Nope…nothing crazy…I went shopping, got drunk, and your brother tried to rape me. Yeah right, like that was gonna fly with him.

Nope, no. It was pretty much business as usual.

So we still have a date. How's your weekend?

His hand was on her back, supporting her. Trey's hand had only hurt her.

Oh. Um…

She had forgotten about their date. Their "whole weekend of nothing but this"—this being making out and cuddling.

What, you uh, got something?

No, it's just, my mom wanted to go shopping.

Since when did she care about what her mom wanted to do? She had to turn it around.

This weekend's great.

Okay, great, so um…Well, let's do something special. Something you wanted to do?

This was supposed to be like the first date they never really had. Ryan hadhad the best date ever planned and, once again, it had gotten ruined by her mom. That night though, had more than compensated for it.

Um, no, nothing special.

That did not come out right.

I mean, nothing in particular. It'll be special. So, uh, let's just talk about it later, okay?

She kissed him on the cheek, per usual. As she walked away, she could tell he was confused and felt rejected. He had tried and failed, something Ryan couldn't stand doing. Trey owed her big time.