Chapter 2 - Not Cool.

Summer wasn't like any girl Seth had ever seen before. Most the girls around were tall blondes who all somewhat resembled Paris Hilton. Summer turned around and every guy in the room turned his head, and stared at her, every other guy was also thinking she was this uniquely hott looking girl that was totally different from the sluts of Harbor. Seth was having some trouble pulling his focus off her. Summer was dressed in those new Laguna jeans from Hollister with a long baby-doll dress with tied straps. She wore those in style long bead necklaces, and cute little studs in her ears. They looked like her birth stones or something. She had on 6 inch heel burgundy boots that matched one of the accent colors on her shirt, and she stood there with this scared look on her face.

Seth didn't really let it phase him, she was just a girl, and by the way she dressed, she probably just some girl like all the girls at Harbor, who'd rather spend all their money on fashion, instead of half of fashion, and half of plastic surgery. When Summer got placed next to Seth for the day since his lab partner was sick, he wasn't really excited about meeting the new stuck-up looking short chick who transferred in. He'd be nice anyways he thought.

"Hi, I'm Seth Cohen, how do you like Harbor so far?"
"Yeah, okay, I've been here for like, what? 23.4 seconds? Dumb ass."
"Well. . . . alright." Seth apparently wasn't wrong with his prediction about this new girl.
"Yeah, but way to talk to me, like we're cool and everything." Summer was automatically putting off her total bitch vibe.
"Ever heard of someone being nice to you, cause you're new. My God woman." Seth was interested in why she was being so cruel.
"Yeah, so maybe later, you can score. Psh, I'm not new to high school boys 'let me pretend like im a sweet boy' games, like, spare me."
"Well maybe I'll like, do that." Seth was pretty sure he was glad this girl was just sitting next to him for one day.

Summer kind of felt bad for being so rude to what was his name? Oh yeah, Cohen. He was really just being nice, and he didn't really look like the guy who would pretend to be Moesis and then ask what kind of condoms she liked better. She figured she'd just apologize tomorrow, but wait, she wasn't going to be sitting by him.

"One battle at a time. She told herself.

Summer's new locker was being a bitch, and she needed help.

"Hey, need help? Those lockers can be such bitches." Marissa Cooper was the female Seth Cohen. Everyone's best friend.
"Yeah, thanks." Summer was being nice for a change.
"I'm Marissa Cooper, we should have lunch together. Oh yeah, and you're boots are so cute." Marissa felt like she could relate to Summer.
"Thanks. I usually don't get ask that, oh well, why care? Right,..Find me." Summer started to put on her priss act again, like she was too good or something.
"Why don't people usually ask to you have lunch or hang?" Marissa asked.
"Probably because I'm a bitch! Oh well, I don't care, and I'm living with it! So, see ya later, uhh Cooper?"

Summer wasn't real great with first names, but last names were usually easy for her. Marissa went over and talked with some pals, one which happened to be Seth.

"So, that new girl. She seems like she's from around here, but she has a pretty big ego and attitude, it's like she just expects people not to like her, so she's a bitch." It seemed like Marissa had really figured Summer out.
"Or maybe, she's just not cool." Seth was pissed that he was being nice to this new girl, and she was a total bitch to him. He hated when people were so shallow and caught up in themselves, that they just expected to fit in by their clothes and hair. And to him, that was not cool.