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WHAT !
"Thanks so much for what you and Seth did yesterday." Marissa said to Summer over the phone the next day.
"Oh Coop. It was not a problem at all. Well for me, it was, but Cohen was just so smooth and calm. I don't know how he kept me from strangling your sister…" she replied.
"Honestly, the boy I can understand, but the drugs? My sister is getting in way too deep…if you and Seth hadn't been there, who knows what could have happened?" Marissa sighed.
"Coop, calm down. Nothing happened. But did you know how much sense Cohen really has? I never realized it!" Summer went on.
"Sum, every time I say something about Kaitlin, you bring up Seth. What's up? You never usually delve this far into details about him." Marissa asked.
"I guess I'm just shocked. I was in denial for so long on Cohen's real brain. We get along so well, but the more I look at it, the more we're complete opposites. Just look at yesterday. I would have freaked out, called you up right away, and physically beaten your sister. But Cohen came up with his own punishment, that as strange as it was, it really did work. I'm suddenly just…like…in awe of him."
"Sounds like someone is a little obsessed," Marissa giggled.
"Shut up Coop…I'm just happy I guess." Summer replied, also laughing, "I don't know how I'm going to leave him…" she added softly.
"Oh Sum. Things have a way of working out. You'll see." Marissa comforted Summer, but was anxious to steer clear of the subject.
"You're right. It's not time to worry about it."
Every day the thought of college assaulted her brain. She could block it out, but when she was alone, in quiet, they all came tumbling back. She knew time was running out.
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"SUMMMEEER!" Seth yelled as he opened her front door. He knew her dad wasn't home, and sure as hell hoped the stepmom wasn't either.
"Cohen! What are you doing here?" Summer squealed as she jumped down the steps, landing in his arms, and wrapping her legs around his waist, "I didn't think you were home today! I called your house, but no one answered. And you didn't pick up your cell."
"I was stuck with the parents at some agriculture show, and my cell went dead. I told my parents that we already have lawn care people come…why do we need to learn how to plant gladiolas? They just called me a spoiled brat... I finally got home." Seth smiled in return.
"Well, I'm glad you're here now." Summer sighed, leaning in for a kiss.
When they broke apart, Seth slowly lowered her down to the ground, and grabbed her hand. "What're we gonna do today?"
"I don't' care. But I'm not exactly dressed for the public to see me." Summer laughed, looking down at her pink sweatpants, white tank top, and striped toe socks. Her hair was in a casual pony tail.
"Then we should stay in!" Seth exclaimed.
"Cohen. What would we do inside?" Summer asked rationally.
"I don't know. How about…movie?"
Summer thought about it for a few moments, before smiling widely and agreeing.
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"I don't wanna watch this movie…it sucks." Summer whined to Seth, who was completely absorbed in an old Superman movie on tv.
"Summer." Seth exclaimed staring at her in disbelief.
"SETH." Summer said sarcastically.
"Do you know how wrong my name sounds now? I'm more Cohen-y now than I've ever been. All thanks to you dollface." He chuckled.
"You're so welcome. Would you rather I call you asshole? Because believe me, it's on the top of my list."
"What list?" Seth asked, now looking at Summer, his curiosity getting the best of him.
"Oh you know. The list of replacement names." She replied vaguely.
"SUMMER! You're replacing my name? What the hell!" Seth argued. "What's at the top of the list?"
"Um…idiot, nerd, dork, asshole…because they describe you so well. Oh, and if I get tired of you… Zach." Summer smiled coyly waiting to see his reaction.
Seth's face turned into an ugly purple, as his eyes widened, and his jaw dropped. "Zah…Za…ZACH? ARE YOU KIDDING ME WOMAN?" he yelled in disbelief.
"Yeah. You never know when I'm gonna want someone more MANLY." Summer said with a straight face, but when she saw his reaction, she couldn't help but let out a giggle, hurriedly clamping a hand over her mouth.
"Did you just say…more MANLY?" he started, but when he noticed her slight giggle, his face changed, and he became serious. "You know I have a list of back up names for you too."
"Oh really. You do?" Summer asked feigning surprise. They were both giggling uncontrollably now, as they both knew how ridiculous the conversation was.
"Yeah I do. And at the top of my list is...Anna." He spat out, checking her reaction. "Cause you know…I may want someone not so bitchy."
Summer launched herself on him, but was too slow, as Seth grabbed her arms and pinned them behind her back, holding her tight.
"Say uncle."
"Cohen. That is so cheesy! Who says that?"
"SAY IT! You threatened my manhood."
"Yeah, well you called me a bitch." Summer gasped as she couldn't breathe, being pushed into his chest.
"Sad but true babe." He whispered into her ear, just moving his head in time as she thrust it upwards, staring him in the eye. Her hair was a mess, and her eyes were shining bright with mischief.
"Take that back Cohen! Or I…or I'll…"
"Do what Sum? Break my arm? Cause you're kind of stuck here." He said gesturing to her small arms he was holding back.
Summer kept wiggling, but lowered her voice to a whisper. "No…I'll do this." As she leaned forward, and pressed her lips to his, opening her mouth. She felt her arms go free, and she wrapped them around his neck, grabbing his hair. She was straddling him, and he reached under her shirt, massaging her back, welcoming her open mouth.
"Mmmm…" Summer moaned. "Say uncle."
"Uncle…" She heard Seth mutter.
She smiled against his lips. She had so much control over him.
And he loved it.
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Twenty mintues later , they were still on the couch, slowly kissing, and massaging, when the doorbell rang.
"Damn it." Summer murmured as Seth had just moved his lips to her neck. "Cohen get up. If I don't get it, my dad will kill me."
"Sum…no…whoever it is, cannot be as important as what we're doing."
Summer laughed, and pushed him off of her, leaving him to pout on the couch alone.
She came back with two packages in her arms, and a pile of envelopes.
"God Sum…ever get your mail much?" Seth asked.
"Shut it Cohen…these are for my dad," she gestured to the packages, dropping the envelopes onto the coffee table, "I'm gonna go leave them on his desk."
She skipped upstairs, leaving Seth alone once again. He scanned the room, waiting for her return. But something caught his eye. Laying on the table in a pile were the envelopes Summer had dropped. The right corner of one, glinted in the sun, looking very familiar to Seth.
He leaned closer, seeing the shiny red emblem he was so used to seeing up on the refrigerator, in it's place of honor. Of course put there by his mother…but what was it doing in Summer's house? He looked closer to make sure his eyes weren't playing tricks on him.
Clearly written in red ink were the three letters...USC.
He heard Summer coming back down the stairs, and Seth quickly leaned back, though still in shock.
"Now where were we Cohen?" Summer asked in a low voice, as she wrapped herself around Seth once more, and started to kiss him.
Seth kissed her back in return, but couldn't get the USC emblem to stop burning his mind.
Why in the world did Summer have a letter from USC?
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so a little more drama hits the OC. Nothing major though. I just kinda came up with this while I was sitting here. It wasn't exactly how I had thought it would go, but then again, I didn't really have a plan for this story anyway! Keep reviewing please!