Thank you guys soo much for reviewing, I feel special. I didn't get any bad reviews (yet) thank god! I haven't written in soo long. Im gunna clear something up (even though no one asked). This fic'll be set around eppisode 9 or 10, so Seth and Summer have hung out but they havent gone out or anything, and Ryan and Marissa were just starting off. Here goes chapter two!
Stuck In Reverse
We were just stuck there. In the pouring rain. Julie wanted to have an outdoor funeral, and after all, without Marissa in the picture, Julie got what Julie wanted. So there we were, stuck in the pouring rain, listening to Marissa's favourite depressing music, standing in a circle of her closest friends around her grave. I was beside Ryan and Summer, who were both crying there eyes out. I, however, could not cry. I couldn't be mad. I couldn't see anything but poor Marissa inside her little red casket, clad in nothing but the best. I even tried to cry, but no use. I wasn't all that close to Marissa in the first place, and whenever I though about her, I thought of nothing but the times when she brushed me off as the Emo-geek.
I looked over my left shoulder to Summer, who went all out in a long chiffon/silk dress and Chanel pearls, and I had to be the perv that noticed that her dress was low-cut in the front and tight in the ass. I mean, who notices that at a funeral!
So Im being a horny prick. Who cares? Marissa probably would probably dry-hump Ryan at my funeral. Dont speak ill of the dead, you idiot. So. Summer. Getting drenched. I put my arm around her shoulders, but I didn't expect her to crumple into me like she did. Like, god, wet Summer Roberts pressed up against me? Woah. No time for this, idiot. I rubbed her back as cried harder into my shoulder, but suddenly Julie called Summers name, she perked up and walked infront of the new croud.
She sniffled and whiped her small nose, then looked up and began to speak. "Marissa and I were best friends since like, forever. Sure, I have other friends. Im popular. But all that means in highschool is like, you have one real friend, i.e. Marissa, and the rest are bitches. I have no friends. I told Marissa everything. I miss her so much already.." Summer broke down and started to cry. She hoped off the stage and ran back into my arms.
I looked over at Ryan. The tears were pouring down his face. I'd never seen him like this, not ever. And it scared me.
Alright I knowww its short, sorry, but I posted quickly and I just wanted the funeral out of the way. So! Next chapter, longer, better. I promise.