Chapter 7

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"Ryan? You seen Coop?" Summer shouted after him, the next morning at school.

"Um, no, I haven't seen her since yesterday. Why?"

"'Cos I can't find her dumbass, why else would I- wait. You saw her yeterday?" She said narrowing her eyes. "What did you do to her?"

"What? Huh? Why did you think I 'did' anything to her?"

"Well, you see her yesterday," Summer said slowly, as if talking to someone very stupid. "Then she doesn't show up for school, what am I supposed to think?" She asked putting her hands on her hips.

"Um, I dunno, that she overslept, that she's sick, I dun-"

"You made her sick?" She accused.

"No," Ryan sighed exasperatedly "I just suggested that's maybe why-"

"Er," She said holding up her hands. "No point trying to make excuses now. What did you give her?"

"Nothing!"

"Oh, poor Coop." Summer sighed.

"Poor Coop what?" Marissa asked coming up to them. Summer threw her arms around Marissa's neck.

"Are you ok? Wait-" she stopped and pulled away "Is it catching?"

"Oh, Jesus Christ Summer, I didn't make her ill." Ryan said again.

"Huh? Who's ill?" Marissa asked thoroughly confused. Ryan turned to her.

"Apparently I've given you a deadly disease." He said winking at her.

"Oh, right, when did this happen?" She asked, quickly catching on.

"Yesterday, y'know, when you came over and we injected ourselves with those dirty needles we found at the pier." Ryan said, trying, and failing to keep the smile from his face. Summer stared at them openmouthed.

"Oh my God, you guys did what?" She gasped before realising by the looks on their faces that she was being totally led on. "Urgh!" She shrieked, whacking them both simultaneously on the chest with her fists.

"Ow!"

"Ow!"

"Serves you right." She said before stomping off. Ryan gave Marissa a 'we should probably go after her and apologise' look. So they did.

"We're sorry Summer." Ryan began, Summer carried on walking.

"So sorry." Marissa echoed, struggling to keep a straight face.

"You're gonna have to do better than that." Summer said loftily. She turned to face them. "I think I preferred it when you weren't friends." She snapped before stalking off again.

"Ouch." Ryan said when she'd disappeared inot the throng of students.

"I know."

"You think she's really pissed at us?"

"Nah, she'll get over it, she probably more embarassed that she fell for it."

"It was funny though." Ryan smiled wickedly.

"Yeah," She agreed "nice work."

"Why thankyou." He said taking a small bow, Marissa giggled.

"I should go after her, but I'll catch you later, you wanna have lunch together?"

"Sure."

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"Hey, Summer?" Ryan said as he spotted in the hallway between classes.

"What d'you want?" She snapped, obviously still pissed at him.

"I just wanted to apologise about this morning, we were only messing around-" He began.

"Listen, Ryan," Summer said grabbing his arm and dragging him into a secluded corner. "I'm not mad at you about that-" He raised his eyebrows. "-much." She admitted with a small smile. "It's just, I-" Summer suddenly did something very un-Summerlike; she welled up and found that the large lump in her throat prevented her from talking properly. "Marissa's my best friend." She managed to choke out. "And you, well you hurt her, really hurt her. And I know, the Oliver thing, maybe you had to, I dunno, but..." She trailed off, trying desperately not to cry.

"I know." Ryan said quietly to the floor.

"I just, please don't hurt her again." Summer begged, her eyes full of tears that threatened to spill down her cheeks. Neither of them said anything for a few moments.

"I won't." Ryan said finally. "Honestly."

"Promise?" Summer whispered.

"Promise." He assured her, she smiled at him.

"Now," she said clearing her throat "Shoo! And Ryan?"

"Yeah?"

"Tell anyone I nearly cried, and I will kill you."

"Oh, I won't be telling anyone, I've heard all about you rage blackouts."

"Then you'll know what to expect if you tell then won't you?" She said mock warningly winking at him.

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"Did you speak to Summer?" Ryan asked Marissa at lunch.

"Yeah, did you?"

"Yeah."

"She forgive you?"

"I think so." Ryan said remembering.

"Good, something tells me we shouldn't play any pranks on her for a while."

"Yeah." He agreed taking a bite of his sandwich and chewing thoughtfully, thinking about what Summer had said to him.

"I know that look." Marissa teased.

"What look?"

"That 'I'm about to say something really serious' look."

"I'm not!" He protested half heartedly.

Liar! What did she say to you?"

"Nothing!"

"Ryan, you're a really crap liar, tell me."

"She just," He paused, wondering how to phrase what he was going to say next. "You know I wouldn't, like, hurt you again, don't you?"

"Come on, what did she say?"

"Doesn't matter. Answer the question." He said half smiling.

"Yeah, of course, I know you wouldn't." She said reaching over and ruffling his hair affectionately. "You're so silly!"

"Maybe...I just, I just wanted you to know, that's all." He smiled, relieved to have got it off his chest. "So, what're you doing later? Want another PS2 lesson?"

"Sounds perfect."