A/N: Thanks a ton for all of the reviews! I really appreciate it. :) Sorry if this is a little late, I'm really busy this week.

Reviews:

xocourtneyxo: Exactly what I was thinking! I was actually going to start with a OTH/OC crossover, but I decided to kick off with this one, and just see how it works out. Anyways, I completely agree – Brooke/Seth are a great couple, and they're totally cute together. You'll just have to wait and see what happens with Rachel and Seth, though.

DeuCe628: Thanks a bunch! It's nice to know my story catches someone's attention.

Chapter Two

The heat was getting to me now. It wasn't like this in New York – not even during the summer. There was no breeze, and the sun was beating down heavily.

I was sprawled out lazily on the front lawn, staring blankly up at the sky, watching as the clouds slowly passed by. Charlie was around somewhere, probably chasing butterflies or pouncing on grasshoppers. I sighed, and sat up, glancing down at the watch on my wrist.

12:09 PM.

The large, digital numbers stared back at me, notifying me that I'd only been sitting out for less than ten minutes. I frowned inwardly, and stood up, heading towards the house. Charlie trotted cheerfully behind me, panting madly. I breathed a sigh of relief, stepping into the cool, air-conditioned house, and shut the door. I walked slowly towards the kitchen, and once arriving there I flung open the fridge door, grabbing a Diet Coke. I stared at the plain, hardly decorated tin can for a moment, before flicking it open, smiling at the soft hissing sound it made. I took a sip of the caffeinated soda, before sauntering lazily into the living room, and jumping comfortably onto the couch. I turned on the TV, and flipped through the stations briefly, before finding an old rerun of "Friends". It had always been my favorite show, and I even cried when I watched the series finale.

A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. I glanced towards the entrance hall, and then back at the TV screen, placing my Diet Coke down on the coffee table.

"COMING!" I yelled, and stood up, walking swiftly towards the door. "Hello?"

"Um, hi. I noticed you just moved in – I live down the street – and I wanted to say hi and…" He trailed off, nervously touching the back of his neck. He wasn't exactly the cutest guy I'd ever met – in fact, he looked pretty geeky – but he definitely seemed friendly enough. He had partially tanned skin, and dark, wavy hair.

"I'm Rachel Summerfield." I said, smiling welcomingly, holding the door with one hand, and extending the other hand for him to shake.

Suddenly, he didn't look so nervously, and he broke out into a wide smile. "Well heeeey, I'm Seth Cohen." He answered, shaking my hand with a firm, but gentle grip. "Nice to meet you."

I nodded, running my free hand through my hair, still keeping one hand on the door. "It's nice to meet you too. So, do you want to come in? It's boiling outside."

"Sure, but I'm used to it. I've lived here like, forever." He answered, and stepped inside.

I closed the door, keeping the sweet, friendly smile on my face. "It's new to me – I just moved here from New York City."

"The fashion capital of the world? Awesome."

My smile quickly turned into a cheeky grin. "Yes, the fashion capital of the world…when you put it that way, it actually sounds exciting."

"I thought New York was exciting, even if not for the shopping…?" Seth ended his statement in a curious tone of question.

"Not when you live there for almost eighteen years, trust me." I answered, with a defiant, almost sarcastic tone.

Seth just nodded, shoving his hands into the pockets of him jeans. "How do you like Newport so far?" He changed the subject with a smile.

"Besides the awful heat – ew – it's not bad, and as long as there's like, tons of opportunities to shop, I love this place!" I began, "I mean, I'm not really expecting Prada or anything, but there has to be Louis Vuitton down here somewhere, right?"

Seth chuckled softly. "You should meet Summer." He responded, grinning.

I blinked, arching an eyebrow curiously. "Who's Summer?"

"My girlfriend – she's probably just as obsessed with shopping as you are."

I grinned. "Seriously?" I asked incredulously.

"Mmhm."

"Thank god, I hate shopping by myself. You like, have no one to tell you whether your jeans are too tight or too loose." I answered, smiling faintly.

Seth blinked, and nodded slowly. "I probably wouldn't have put it that way, but I you know, definitely get your point."

"Good."

"Well it is great meeting you, but I should probably get going. You should stop by sometime…we could eat over-baked chocolate chip cookies and drink…cheap lemonade." He said, smiling proudly.

I laughed slightly. "Sounds fun…I'll bring the lemonade."

After a couple of minutes of chatting rather pointlessly, he left, and I leaned up against the front door, smiling to myself. I wasn't really sure why I was smiling, but I was anyways. It took me a couple of minutes before I finally stopped smiling, and sauntered over to the living room, flinging myself comfortably onto the cushioned couch.

A/N: I hope you like it! Sorry it's so short; I was kind of rushing to finish it in a limited amount of time. The next chapter will be set a week-and-a-half after this, just so you know. Also, just to clarify, Seth and Summer are still together – in this chapter, at least - so there are only mentions of S/S. I'd tell you more, but that would ruin my entire plot. :)