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"Look, the snow is white," Summer said.

Summer and Ryan were walking on the street. They passed many different stores and sometimes stopped to look closer at a shop.

"Snow usually is white," Ryan responded.

"Yes, but this snow is really really white."

Ryan gave Summer a confused gaze.

"Okay, I guess," he said.

"So do you like it in Canada?" Summer asked.

"Yeah, it's okay."

"And the people in Canada? You know there are a lot of people in Canada, tons and tons of people."

"The people are okay, there isn't an Oliver or Julie Cooper here."

"Hey, a present store!" Summer yelled while she pointed at the store.

Summer walked to the store to see the shop window where presents lie. Ryan followed her and stood beside her.

"That are a lot of presents, Chino. You could give those presents for a lot of different occasions."

Ryan didn't say anything and looked at the presents, still confused about this weird conversation he had with Summer. Summer finally walked away from the shop window after a while and Ryan came up with her.

"It's cold here, don't you think?" Summer asked, while she rubbed her hands to each other.

"Yes..."

"Is your hand cold? Doesn't your hand feel really naked here?" Summer said, while she looked at Ryan's hands.

Ryan glared at Summer, wondering if this was a joke or something, but Summer kept looking at him with a straight face.

"I think you've finally spent too much time with Seth, you're rambling really weird things now. My hand feels naked? What are you talking about?" Ryan asked.

"Well, I mean, wouldn't you like to have a ring round your finger?"

"Why would I want a ring?"

Summer sighed.

"You're not very good at picking up hints, are you?"

"Not when you're giving them."

"Okay, I'll help you. It's about Marissa, something she really wants. I said white, lots of people, presents, ring, well?"

"...eh...Santa Claus?" Ryan guessed.

"Santa Claus? What's a ring got to do with Santa Claus?"

"Okay, Santa Claus who wears juwelery?" Ryan tried.

"Nooo....a wedding!" Summer yelled.

"Oh, a wedding...what? A wedding?! Marissa wants a wedding?" Ryan asked surprized. He never would have expected that.

"A wedding...you're sure? I mean, didn't you understand her wrong or something?"

"Well, she said 'I want a wedding'. I don't know how I could interpret that the wrong way," Summer answered.

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Marissa and Seth were sitting in a small restaurant. Marissa had orderd a drink and Seth was eating pudding.

"You aren't still mad, because I said you had a big head, are you?" Marissa asked.

Seth only gave her a gaze and ate another piece of his pudding.

"I'm sorry I said you had a big head, because I don't think you have a big head. No, your head is actually rather too small than too big."

"Okay, was that an apology? Because if it was, it was the worst I've ever heard," Seth said.

"I'm just sorry, okay?"

"That sounds better."

Marissa didn't know what to say now and Seth looked out of the window.

"Don't you think Ryan is very silent lately?" Seth asked.

"Ryan is always silent, if you hadn't noticed yet," Marissa said.

"Yeah, but his silences are lately more...silent."

"Maybe it's because of Canada, he found some peace here," Marissa tried to give an explanation.

"Yes...maybe," Seth said.

Marissa gave him a confused look.

"Okay, why are you doing so mysterious?" Marissa smiled.

"No, it's just...Ryan has been very quiet the last few days and he usually is very quiet when he wants to break up with a girl."

"Yeah right! You don't know what you're talking about. You think Ryan is going to break up with me? I mean, you don't know Ryan that well," Marissa said.

"...no of course not, Ryan only lives at the poolhouse of my house, we have breakfast and dinner together, we go to the same school, we talk with each other about stuff and Ryan is my best friend and brother. So I guess I don't know a thing about him...," Seth gave as answer.

Marissa looked worried at Seth.

"Do you really think he wants to break up with me?" she asked.

Seth shrugged his shoulders and ate his pudding, while Marissa still looked worried. Ryan and Summer walked into the restaurant to the table where Seth and Marissa were sitting.

"I think we need to talk," Ryan said to Marissa.

Marissa nodded.

"Okay, I think that's our cue to go, Cohen," Summer said.

"...but I haven't finished my lunch yet."

"Cohen?"

Seth stood up from his chair, looking very dissapointed at his pudding.

"Bye, bye, my precious," Seth said to his pudding.

Summer frowned her eyebrows.

"Yes, I'm coming," Seth said and he walked with Summer out of the restaurant.

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"Eh...I just had an interesting conversation with Summer about...," Ryan began.

"I know what you were talking about," Marissa interrupted him.

She couldn't believe this. He had a conversation with Summer about breaking up with her?

"So, I guess you don't like me anymore?" Marissa asked, wondering why he wanted to break up with her.

"No, I just think the ideas that you have about us, aren't exactly the same as I have, you know? Don't you think it's a little bit too soon?"

"A little bit too soon for what?"

"For something so serious as you want to do," Ryan said, thinking about a wedding.

"You don't think we're something serious?" she asked.

"Yeah, but can't we wait for a few years before we'll do something so serious?" Ryan asked. Maybe someday he would marry her, but marrying when you're 16 would be crazy.

"You mean you want a superficial relation with me for a few years before we get serious?"

Marissa thought by herself that this was going to be one of the weirdest way anyone ever had broken up with her.

"No, I didn't mean that all. I just want to know if you've thought this through, all the money this is going to cost, all the people we'll have to invite..."

"What are you talking about?" Marissa asked confused.

"The same thing you're talking about," Ryan said.

"Okay, so you're worried you didn't invite enough people to see that you're breaking up with me and it will cost too much money?"

Ryan glared at Marissa. What was she talking about?

"I've never said I want to break up with you."

"So...you don't want to break up with me?"

"No, of course not," Ryan said.

Marissa smiled at him. Seth had talked nonsense to her, Ryan never even had the idea of breaking up with her.

"Wait, but what were you talking about then?"

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"You don't think they are going to be really mad about what we did?" Summer asked to Seth.

"Hey, no matter how mad they are going to be, I can handle it. I mean, I'm used of fighting with you, this will be a piece of cake," Seth answered.

Summer and Seth were in the restaurant and looked round to see where Ryan and Marissa were.

"They were sitting at that table, right?" Seth asked, while he pointed at a table by the window.

Summer shrugged her shoulders.

"Do you know where the girl and boy from that table over there went?" Seth asked a waiter, who just walked by.

"They were a bit drunk when they left. I think they were talking about getting married or something,"

the waiter said.

Seth and Summer glared at him with shocked faces. The waiter gave an apoligizing gesture and left to serve a customer. Summer and Seth looked at each other.

"You don't think they really...?" Seth asked.

"Oh my god, we've created a monster."

"No, even worse, a wedding...a monstrous wedding."