Author's Note: I didn't get as many reviews for the last chapter. So I'm hoping this one will bring some more. Not going to write a long note.

Disclaimer: We know that I don't own anything. I do own the story line though. I'm happy to own it too.

I've spent my whole life surrounded
And I've spend my whole life alone
I wonder why I never wondered why
The easiest things are so hard. -The Bravery, Unconditional

3 days later, Seth sat in his room, holding Captain Oats. His friend. His only friend.

Begging Ryan to come home had become routine. It didn't work at all. Never. He wished that he had stayed in Portland.

Listening to the song playing on the radio, he sighed. He hated the radio. He got up and knocked his cd's off his nightstand. He kicked them. Threw Captain Oats against the radio. And then slammed his fist into the wall. Angry. He was mad.

He was mad at Ryan. Summer. Marissa. Julie Cooper. Theresa. The stupid unborn baby. Eddie. His parents. His grandpa. And anyone else who ruined his life recently.

He sighed again. Picked up the cracked cd cases, and Captain Oats. "Sorry Buddy. I didn't mean to." He looked at the broken wall. He'd have to cover it before his parents saw.

He sat Captain Oats back on his nightstand.

He didn't know what to do. He was alone, and bored. A little pier maybe? Skateboarding? Might as well go back to life before Ryan.

He grabbed his skateboard and headed out the door. It was something to take his mind off of Summer at least.

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Summer was now sitting with Zach at the Crab Shack. Bored as hell.

This guy was so boring. There was nothing quirky, or sarcastic, or fun about him.

He was perfect. And at first, she thought that would be perfect. But now, she regretted ever kissing him. She regretted hanging out with him.

He wasn't Seth Cohen.

And at first, that was the great appeal to him…but now, it was getting old. Here he was, talking about something that was happening in France or something.

He was like Orange Sherbert Ice Cream. Good at first, but after you've had too much, it made you sick.

She felt like puking right about now.

She glanced out of the window, ignoring Zach and his boring rants.

A boyjust flew off ofhis skateboard, and it looked like he really hurt himself. But no one stopped to see if he was okay. She couldn't tell who it was, the sun was in her eyes and his back was turned to her. Poor guy. He had blood running down his armsfrom scraping his elbows.

He stood for a moment, then sat down on the cement.

The sun was covered by the few clouds in the sky and Summer saw who it was that was bleeding and in pain.

"Oh my God. That's Cohen!" She got up out of the booth.

"What? Summer, where are you going?" Zach asked, getting up as well.

"I have to go see if he's okay…he's…he's my…my friend. Okay? I'll be back in a second." With that, she hurried out of the door.

She went over to Seth and crouched down by him. "Cohen?" Her voice was gentle. Weak.

"I'm fine. No big deal. Just a few scrapes." He didn't ever turn to look at her. "Not that you care."

"Cohen. That's not fair." She sat down on the cement by him.

"Fair? Don't talk to me about fair, Summer. Look, these scrapes are no big deal. I just haven't rode on my board in a while, and I lost my balance. It's just part of the deal."

"Deal with what?" She asked, confused.

"Deal with being Seth Cohen." He sighed and stood up.

She followed suit.

"Summer. I told you that I was sorry. I don't have any grand gestures to think up right now. I'm tired. And I'm bleeding like hell."

"Yes. You are. Let's just go, get you cleaned up."

"Why do you care?"

"Because, Cohen, I lo--"

"Summer, my mom just called, do you want to come with me? I have to go home." Zach interrupted the conversation between the two 'friends'. "Hey man, you look pretty banged up. Wanna come to? I have a first-aid kit at my house."

"No, thanks." Seth said, picking up his board. "I'll be fine. Have fun Summer." Then he turned and walked away.

"What was that about?" Zach asked Summer, who was staring sadly at the retreating back of Seth.

"It was nothing. He just…fell. No big deal. He's had worse."

"Okay. So, you ready to go?"

"You know, I think I'm going to head back home. Hopefully my dad will be there. I kind of want to spend some time with him." Summer replied.

"Okay. Bye." Zach said, kissing her quickly and leaving.

Summer smiled. She had no intention of going home. She just hoped that Seth was still walking and not on the skateboard, cause she couldn't run that fast.

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I know it's short. But I've decided to use a cliffhanger…maybe it'll get me some more reviews. Hopefully it will.

Hope you liked this chapter. I totally wrote it without thinking any of it up first. Just let my fingers run.

Review. And I'll post quicker. I really will. And I'm thinking that chapter 4 will make you Seth and Summer fans quite happy.

You guys rock! Thanks for all the reviews.

I hope that this chapter wasn't a disappointment. Sorry for mistakes…if there are any.

Jamie (or J)