Ah, Road Trip. I really enjoy this story, it's fun to write. I'm feeling all twisty and depressed, so yeah.. This is good. I'm almost done with 'Truth Is' so I'll be starting a new story soon. Any opinions or ideas would be nice. Not saying I'll do them, but I just need a theme or topic, something.. And so the Road Trip goes on:
"Morning good buddy, ole' pal," Seth gave a big goofy grin and sat on the end of Ryan's bed, where Marissa was on the other side and Summer was still sleeping on the bed her and Seth had shared.
Ryan groaned and threw his head under the covers, "What time is it?"
"10," Marissa wanted to laugh and explain to him what happened so bad.
"I have a headache.." Ryan sounded confused, "Shit, what did I do last night?" he dreaded what she'd say next.
"Ooh.. Well you better go get some aspirin and sit down to hear the epic tale of 'drunk-naked-cross dressing Ryan.'" Seth laughed at what Ryan was wearing. Ryan looked down and groaned again. Not just was he in woman's clothes, from what he just heard, he was drunk and naked. He was never going to live this one down.
Ryan returned, now in a white beater and sweats and sat down next to Marissa, holding a washcloth to his aching head, "Ok."
"Hm.. Marissa, would you like to do the honors."
"No, you go, I can finish last."
"Alrighty then. Well Ryan, Summer tricked you into buying alcohol."
"I remember that," Ryan interrupted.
"Right, ok, then we played 'Newport Trivia', you lost badly, and had to do shots, took about the whole bottle. You got trashed, kept asking to go swimming, entertained by the bed sheet things, sounded funny. And then we got the idea to dress you up. Summer asked for you to take off your shirt, you take off your pants, and underwear. Hang on," Seth and Marissa were rolling on the bed, pounding it, laughing hysterically.
Marissa took over, "We dressed you in.. what you were wearing before, then convinced you to go down the hall to some mans room and knock on the door and yell 'Room Service!'. You didn't do it as good as planned, ended up tripping when you were running like a… retarded.. Bird? Yeah, that's it. It wasn't pretty," Marissa wanted to add the part about how he basically told her he wanted to be with her, but decided she'd leave that part out until they got a chance to talk alone.
"Sounds like a great night.. For you. You guys really saw me naked?" Ryan's cheeks were even redder. He was so embarrassed.
"Uh-huh," Seth nodded, "But don't worry, you can catch up on the fun too, we got pictures!" Seth gave an evil grin.
"Of me naked!" Ryan was getting mad.
"Noo.. Although you did ask for your picture taken. Of your outfits, numerous fallings, ok yeah, there's one of you naked I think. Why don't you two go get some breakfast, I'll stay here in case Summer wakes up," Seth tried quick to change the subject.
"Wait," Ryan grinned, it was payback time, "Does anyone have a marker?" Marissa handed him one from the hotel entertainment consul, and he made his way to the sleeping Summer. The scribbled on a mustache, some whiskers, and handed the marker to Marissa, wondering if she had any ideas. She gave Summer a uni-brow and gave the marker to Seth. Seth managed to right 'Little Miss Vixen' and draw a small version of her in the outfit on her forehead. They were lucky Summer was a heavy sleeper, "Come on," he led Marissa to the Land Rover, laughing all the way there.
"I can't believe you!" she tapped his shoulder.
"I can't believe you guys! I'm so embarrassed," he smiled. Her smile lightened. She had to tell him. Just not now. It could wait.
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"Summer! Good Morning!" Seth shot up as soon as he saw her eyes open.
"Morning," she mumbled, getting up and making her way to the bathroom.
"Whoa, where are you going?" Seth jumped in front of her, she pointed to the bathroom, "Ryan threw up in there. All over. Not a pretty site. You should go to the one down the hallway, I'll walk you," he offered.
"Thanks Cohen."
He didn't want her to see her face yet, not until others get a chance to, and can laugh at her.
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"We should go to the grocery store," Ryan suggested.
"No, they have a donut store right down this road."
"I want fruit," Ryan pouted.
"You are a fruit," Marissa teased, laughing at the suprised and hurt look on his face.
"Fine," he gave in.
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Seth and Summer walked down the long hall, passing a couple and their two kids, who were all stopping what they were doing and staring at Summer. Once they passed Summer looked to Seth who was trying to keep from laughing.
"What was their problem?"
"Just admiring your beauty," Seth meant that in more than one way.
"You know it," she smiled. Maybe this trip would turn out ok. Maybe something would happen for her and Seth, "So was Ryan pissed off?"
"More like embarrased.. he's still looking for.. revenge.." Seth looked at her face.
"Oh."
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"So, do you remember anything from last night?"
"Not really," Ryan lied.
"Not really. That means something, come on, spill."
"It was probably just a dream," his tone was quick and to the point.
She was starting to wonder. Just a dream? What did that mean? What did he remember? "Come on," she pushed, tickling his rib cage
He swatted her and tried to focus on parking the Land Rover, "I remember.. going to bed, you were there," he got out of the car, as did she.
She just nodded to herself, more than to him. He couldn't of been more vague, but she still knew what he was talking about.
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"Are you sure you want to do this? Go to the bathroom, I mean. 'Cause we could go swimming, Ryan would like that. You could pee in the pool, or not at all. Let's have a bladder holding contest!" Seth tried to convince her not to go in the bathroom.
"Cohen, you're freaking me out. Bladder holding contest? That's creepy," she closed the door in his face, going into the bathroom.
"Here it comes.." Seth said to himself.
"OH MY GOD COHEN YOU GUYS ARE ALL SO DEAD!" she shrieked, "This had better come off!" Seth just laughed to himself, and thought about running for his life.
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"So, that was a fun night," Seth hopped into the passenger seat up in front, next to Ryan.
"For you," Ryan gave him a look.
"Hey, you got your revenge. Don't think it was too fun for me either, being written on," Summer's face was red from all of the scrubbing to get the pen off.
"This is where again we just drive for hours. I miss the ocean, how about we go northwest now?"
"Northwest. Say.. Grant Beach?"
Oh I'm angry.. I had to re-write this whole chapter, so I think I left out some things.. I had another incident last night, that I'd like to incorporate into the story. Weekends.. great. Hours and hours of cooking, cleaning, picking, fish, being ordered around, and pure hell. Enjoy!