Summer closed her eyes- hoping that maybe this was just a dream, she couldn't handle this- not today. Seth was thinking similar thoughts- envious of that kid in the story, he would much rather be in a firey explosion than have to go through this. Summer opens her eyes, and darts out of the coffee house, Robert hot at her heels. Seth just watches her leaves, and sighs as he steps off the stage, sure he would rather face a firey explosion then Summer, but it didn't mean she had to leave.
"Seth, that was spectacular it really painted the portrait of how women today, are forced to please the man and how. . ." Paris began her cheeks growing a rosy pink as she continued her rant, but he never noticed, only Summer was on his mind.
"Marissa, you will not believe what happened tonight" Summer says, walking into their apartment, dropping her purse on the front table, she walks back to the t.v. room, where she finds Marissa sprawled across the couch.
"Oooo did he finally pop the question!" Marissa excitedly screams, turning the t.v. on mute.
"No- he didn't get the chance to, I made him drop me off early" She pauses as Marissa shoots her a questioning glance. "But during the date we went to this film festival at this coffee shop- and HE was there, HE was one of the star filmmakers, his prized film was obviously about me- I have never been so embaressed in my life!" Summer says out of breath, flopping down on the couch.
"WHAT! HE WAS THERE! WHAT ABOUT- " She screams gripping onto Summer's shoulder.
"No- he wasn't there, just him" Summer says, watching her friend relax, at the discovery that Ryan Atwood was not present.
"Well did you-"
"Speak? Acknowledge each other? Have sex on the spot? No none of the above, I raced out before you could say ?Emo." Summer says slowly taking off her shoes.
"Well I'm sorry Summ, it must have been rough" Marissa says rubbing her old friend's back.
"It was, all I want to do now, is just take a long hot shower, the boss says he needs to meet with me, some big campaign," Summer says heading off into her room, her head full of thoughts.
Summer had decided to dress up a bit for the big meeting, their company prided themselves on being in touch with the hot hip twenty something crowd, so basically anything Summer could think of wearing was acceptable. Today it was a mid calf length black boho skirt, with silver sequin accents, a tight black tank top, with a see through silvery shrug, and silver wedges. Her dark brown hair worn in a loose french twist. She didn't like to toot her own horn but she knew she looked good.
"Well Summer, I'm putting you on the new campaign for Lee Diamond campaign, the owner Margarit (Mar-gah-reet) Lee is gonna meet you for a 1:30 lunch today, she wants something new and arsty to connect with our target audience." Summer just nods and writes down notes as he continues.
"She is gonna want an ad, and a commercial, and she wants to work with an up and coming filmmaker, who I have also called in today. Ah look here he is" Summer turns to see the door opening, a tall slim man entered he was wearing faded and ripped jeans, with a lime green polo collar upturned, and a vintage black velvet blazer on top.
It was no other than Seth Cohen. Summer gulped, that's when Seth noticed her, her eyes bulged out, her mouth hanging open, in his opinion she looked her best.
"Summer?" he asked questioningly.
"Oh do you know each other? Summer this is Seth Cohen, he's gonna be the next Steven Speilburg or Micheal Moore. Seth this is Summer Roberts, one of my best people" Mr. Calhoun (Summer's boss) said oblivious to what was happening.
"Oh I know Summer" Seth managed to spit out. "you look great by the way" he says attempting to extend the olive branch.
"thanks so do you- this is unbelievable" Summer says, finally able to regain her composure.
"Well kids, I can tell that you're gonna work magic, I have made reservations for you and Ms. Lee for lunch, your car is already waiting for you" He says as he ushers them outside.
"Don't disapoint me" he bellows as he watches them awkwardly walk down the hall. "Kids these days" he mutters as he shuts the door behind him.
"So. . . " Summer awkwardly begins, the first couples minutes of the ride had been painful, and she couldn't let this campaign go bad- it would ruin her career.
"So. . . your a big shot ad executive" Seth says, with lightness in his voice, he was always able to do that, make any situation seem normal, seem light fun even.
"Well yeah, but apparently your doing well too- I loved your piece, it was beautiful." Seth laughs.
"Which is ironic, because it's about you" He deadpans. She didn't know what to say- what could you say after something like that.
"But I guess that wasn't very obvious, Paris said it was about Women's Imprisonment in Society" he says sarcastically.
"Paris?" Summer asks- praying it was some secret cousin , his answer was worse than she expected.
"girlfriend actually" Summer's heart dropped to her stomach- this was gonna be a very long dinner, only alluding to a very painful, and awkward couple months of working closely with the man she let go.
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