Update on Road Trip.. It's been a few days. This chapter will just be them driving around. So it's a lot of dialogue, maybe some stories, you'll see..

"Come on dude, I have to go to the bathroom!" Seth cried.

"We've only been on the road for an hour. You should of went before we left the hotel."

"How could I with the constant beatings from Summer? She's so violent, like you.." Seth rocked back and forth, wincing. Ryan and Summer just gave him looks, "Oh woe is me!"

"Pee in this," Marissa handed him a pickle jar, which he just looked at, then at her. She shrugged and he turned around, giving her the jar back.

"Pull over, I'll pee on the side of the road," Seth pleaded. Ryan gave in and pulled over to the side of the long winding road.

"There's people driving by," Summer pointed out all of the traffic.

"I'll stand behind the car," Seth got out and shut the door.

Ryan looked to the girls in the backseat, "If he can keep up with us," he grinned, putting the car into drive. The girls didn't get what he meant but when they started to move forward they giggled.

Seth shrieked as he realized everyone on the road could see him, peeing.. He yelled, "Stop!" and ran towards the Land Rover, zipping up his pants. He climbed into the car, panting, "You.. Ass… hole.. Marissa, you're the only one we haven't gotten. You're dead. Dead I tell you," Seth ran his hand across his neck and pointed to her, who was still laughing.

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"Ryan, the first night you got here.. When he got our asses kicked by Luke and all the other water polo players, I think we could take them now," Seth made punching fists, and slammed the glove compartment, wincing at the pain.

"Uh huh," Summer laughed.

"You'd kick Luke's ass?" Ryan looked at the hurting Seth who bobbed his head back and forth, thinking. He shook his head up and down.

"Me too," Ryan sighed, seeing an uncomfortable Marissa in the rear view mirror. She noticed him staring and gave a slight smile, he smiled back.

"Stories, stories.. Anyone have some stories?" Summer broke the silence.

"Ooh, me first! Me first!" Seth threw his hands in the air like a kindergartner getting picked to write their name on the board, "When I was 6 I got a hamster for my birthday. His name was hammie.. When I was 8 he started to get sick. He looked like hell. So I thought I'd try to put him out of his misery."

"You killed him" Summer gasped.

"After many failed attempts, yes. Now listen. The hamster was sick, so I tried to think of ways I could kill him. Drowning, that's a slow, painful death. Gunshot, I didn't have a gun. My first attempt I put him in a grocery bag and went out to the park. I threw the bag way up into the air, but nothing happened. Hammie came slowly plummeting down, but since he was so light it just floated down, not doing anything to him." Ryan started laughing uncontrollably, "What?" Seth gave him a questioning look.

"Is Ryan still a little tipsy?" Summer sang.

"No, it's just.. I can see Seth doing all of that. The poor hamster."

"Ok, on with the story.. It didn't kill him, I was pissed off. I twirled the bag really fast then threw it as hard as I could, into the trunk of the tree. I missed.. I wasn't that great of an aim, or thrower. So I went home with the bruised but still alive Hammie. That's when I put him in the freezer."

"You were going to let him freeze to death!" Marissa slapped Seth upside the head.

"Yeah, but it didn't work.." Seth sounded upset," I came back the next day and he was still alive. That was the final straw. I went to the garage, got out a gas can, and filled a bowl with gas. I then put Hammie into the bowl and put the lid on. Bye-bye Hammie.." Seth concluded his story.

"So not only did the hamster die a slow death from drowning, he also didn't have air, and was surrounded by toxic fumes and liquids.." Seth just nodded at Ryan's sarcastic remark.

"That is so wrong! No wonder you don't have any pets. Poor Captain Oats!"

"I still have nightmares, where I come downstairs and there's thousands of half dead hamsters running around, begging for me to kill them.." Seth made an upset face.

"You deserve it, and more. That's just wrong.. Ok, our turn. Summer, we should tell them how we met."

"Ugh.." Summer groaned.

"It was.. Second grade. So we were like, what.. 8 or something? Yeah.. And Summer had just moved from LA to Newport."

"You lived in LA?" Ryan asked.

"Yep. My dad had a practice there. But decided he'd rather work with Newpsies instead of Stars.. Dumbass.. So we moved to Newport. And everyone was picking on me."

"It was lunch time and I went into the bathroom to wash my hands when I saw Summer sitting in the handicap stall. I asked what she was doing and she said the other kids took her lunch, so I sat down next to her and we talked and shared my lunch," Marissa laughed at the memory of the two girls eating lunch in the bathroom.

"It was a ritual from then on. Every first day of school we'd eat in the bathroom. Sometimes on regular day's too."

"You're turn, Ryan," Marissa lightly brushed his shoulder, startling him, and sending shocks everywhere throughout his body.

He took a long breath and chose a story to tell, then noticed the engine was overheating, he turned off the air conditioning.

"NOO! Don't turn it off, it's hot outside," Summer whined. Ryan noticed the engine was still hot so decided he had to do whatever he could to prevent it from blowing up. He turned on the heater, full blast.

"Man, what the hell? It's like 1-freaking-hundred degrees out, and you have the heater on?"
"It's the only way to cool down the engine," he pointed to the gauge.

"Time to start stripping!" Seth looked back to the girls, expectantly.

"Ew, I'm not taking off my clothes in front of you."

"It shouldn't matter for Ryan, we've already seen all of him," Seth pulled his shirt over his head, then stuck his head out the window and made faces.

"This sucks," Summer pulled her shirt over her head, revealing a lacy black bra, and Marissa did the same, leaving only her satin light blue bra. Seth looked back and grinned, nodding his head in approval, "Pervert!" Summer slapped him.

"Ryan, come on man.. Join the naked club!"

"Seth, we're not naked. And don't ever say Naked Club again."

Ryan quickly looked back at the girls, but decided to leave his shirt on. He felt uncomfortable being half naked around his friends… but it was pretty darn hot. He obliged, slowing down to take his shirt off. He handed it back to Marissa who stopped for a minute, then threw it in the back.

"Ok Chino, on with your story," Summer ordered.

"When I was 10.. We were still living in Fresno.. I remember the fourth of July, that day I spent all day riding around town on my bicycle, looking for sparklers. I saved up ten bucks by mowing the neighbors yard. I got the pack of sparklers, and went home. Trey and his friends were waiting. They beat me up and took the sparklers.. That night when they went to the school and lit off the sparklers, the grass was so dry, a sparkler caught it on fire. The whole area around one of the swing sets was on fire, but didn't travel any further. Mom found out and Trey got in trouble."

"Hm.."

"Ok, we meant a happy story," Ryan shrugged, that was sort of happy for him, but depressing to the others. It was probably a good thing that he left the part out where his parents get drunk and beat him up, then his dad gets arrested the next day.

"Your story about killing your pet was happy?" Ryan shot back, Seth shut up.

Just in time.. Sorry I didn't get a chance to update on Truth Is L … 3 nights, no sleep.. Not the greatest. This chapter wasn't all that action packed, but I just thought it was ok for fun.. don't know, tell me what you think of it.