Here we go…
"Are you sure?" Sandy sat by the breakfast counter, with his head in his hands. The could of just caught Oliver, but he was gone now. Where would he go?
"Black spiky hair, weird," Kirsten tried to think, Sandy nodded, knowing it was him, "What do we do?"
Sandy handed her the phone, "You inform the police, get them over here."
"What are you going to do?" She called to Sandy, who was now getting on a light jacket and opening up the door. He just waved and stepped outside. Kirsten sighed and dialed the number.
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"I wonder if I should of stayed home.. When he showed up they could of caught him," Ryan pondered what could of happened if he had stayed in Newport. But he knew he should be here, with Marissa.
"Ryan.." Marissa scowled, she knew he wanted to kick his ass, but didn't want Ryan to get hurt.
"You guys are welcome to stay here as long as you want," Jimmy offered.
"Thanks."
"So, what do you guys want to do today?" Marissa tried to change the subject. It was still early in the morning. The day before they had spent the whole day taking surfing lessons.
"I have a meeting tonight at 6, probably won't be home until late," Jimmy told the two teens.
Marissa thought for a minute. Her and Ryan were doing good now, they were going to be alone.. In Hawaii. Maybe Summer was right.
"Ok, why don't we go on that tour you were talking about then?" Marissa suggested.
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Sandy spent the rest of the night searching for Oliver, with no luck. Kirsten notified the police, who were looking, too. They let Ryan and Marissa know, and said they should stay put for awhile. Tomorrow was school, but they could take a couple days off.
"Have we called everyone? I know they're putting something in the paper, about looking out for him, but who else could know?" Sandy paced the kitchen floor, thinking.
"I could call Julie, she is the town gossip. I don't know what help it could be, but oh well," Kirsten picked up the phone and dialed.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Julie.. I just wanted to inform you about Oliver, he came by last night, was in the pool house to find Ryan, then took off. So we're watching out for him. It would be really helpful to Marissa's case if we could catch him. So just.. If you see him anywhere, call us?"
"Will do. And tell Sandy I said 'thank you' for helping Marissa out. You two are the greatest," Julie's courteous but evil voice traveled through the telephone. She hung up the phone and looked around, "Shit.." she mumbled.
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"Hey Summer, I'm glad you wanted to meet. How was Mom-time?" Seth gave his girlfriend a kiss and sat down at a both of their favorite restaurant.
"Good actually, she apologized and said some stuff.. Real emotional. I'm giving her a second chance, maybe things will be different.." Summer tried to sound non-chalont about everything, hiding behind her menu. Seth knew something was up, but decided to save it for later, "I can't believe about Oliver. Coop called me last night."
"I know, it's a good thing Ryan went to Hawaii. Oliver was probably there to do something.. Oliver-y. He's a physco. "
"Ready to order?" a waitress came up to their booth, each nodded and gave her their order.
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"Call if you need anything, the office number is on the fridge," Jimmy hugged Marissa and left for work.
"Bye Dad," she waved.
"So, you pick, which movie?" Ryan pointed to a pile of DVD's. They had planned on just hanging out and watching movies, Marissa thought otherwise.
"Uh.. Jersey Girl," she choose.
"Great, a chick flick," Ryan teased Marissa, setting a bag of chips on the coffee table and sitting on the couch. Marissa put in the DVD and sat down next to him. He put his arm around her and she moved in close to him, her head on his chest and both of them leaning back, relaxing.
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Oliver stood outside the Cooper-Nichol mansion. He ran his hand through this hair, tapped his foot, and tugged at his light brown corduroy jacket. After waiting, the door opened slowly. Julie Cooper-Nichol stood there in her black tight fitting long sleeve shirt, and casual pants, "Hello Oliver," she ran up to hug him, then motioned for him to come inside.
"This place is beautiful," he commented, taking his jacket off and putting it on the coat hanger, he turned to Julie who was anxiously waiting.
"Did you get the job done?" her tone was more serious now.
Gasp A job? What kind of job.. There are so many. I've been beginning to think this story was starting to suck, but I think the next chapter will help me re-gain a little hope in this story. Will Ryan and Marissa have sex? What kind of job was Oliver supposed to do? What's up with Summer? Will Julie turn in Oliver?