Haha sorry about the lack of update…

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Last Summer

Summer got Cohen's message later on that evening. She stared at the phone, tears dripping down her face. She had to tell him something. But how could she, when she was barely even sure about what was going on herself?

It wasn't lying. Not technically…

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The next morning, Seth woke up, strangely knowing in the back of his mind that something was wrong. He couldn't get rid of the feeling. Nagging him in the pit of his stomach, he headed over to Summer's house.

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Summer could hear a faint dull thud against the back door. Nobody used the back door. Except one person…

Seth could hear light footsteps coming toward the door. He took a step back. The feeling still hadn't gone away.

The door opened, and Summer stood in the doorway, looking shyly up at Seth.

"Hi," she said softly.

"Hey…can I come in a sec?"

She opened up the door a little wider, and he stepped in. They stood awkwardly in the middle of the kitchen.

"Why is this so awkward?" Summer asked, her sass coming back.

"Why don't you tell me?" Seth asked still looking at the ground. "Something is going on. I woke up this morning, and I had this…this…feeling. I don't know where it came from, but for some reason I drove here. So why don't you tell me what's going on?" His voice sounded hurt, and confused.

Summer stared at the ground, finally grabbing his hand and leading him into the living room.

Seth'sstomach dropped.

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They both sat, staring at eachother.

"What gave you the feeling that something was going on? Nothing happened…we had a fantastic day at the beach. There is no reason why you should be having weird feelings. Right?" Summer asked unsure.

Seth just stared at her. It was like he was looking through her. It scared Summer even more. He must know something.

Suddenly, Seth looked deep into her eyes. "I heard you on the phone."

"What?" Summer gasped.

"I heard you on the phone. Yesterday. I came to return your sunglasses, but I heard you talking. You sounded upset. So as I was turning to leave, I couldn't help but hear you say you couldn't tell me something. I promise you Summer, you can tell me anything…" Seth continued.

"You COULD'T HELP but hear?" Summer asked her eyes narrowing. "You were eavesdropping on my phone conversations?"

Seth's eyes got wide, his mouth gaping. He wordlessly pointed to the sunglasses, trying to make her understand.

Summer glared at him. She didn't know why she was doing this to him. He was all she had. Why couldn't she just turn off her rage blackouts? In the back of her mind, she was regretting every word she had just said. But she couldn't stop.

"What gives you the right to listen to my conversations Cohen? And what if I told you what I was talking about? You would be ashamed. You would be angry. But I'm not going to tell you. Because you were sneaking behind my back like you're in second grade again. God Cohen. Grow up!" Summer raged on and on.

Seth just stared at her in horror. He hated her moments of rage. There was nothing he could do.

Suddenly, Summer stopped. She clapped a hand over her mouth, eyes wide. It was like a lightbulb had went off. She was suddenly very, very ashamed.

"Oh my god. I'm sorry…I'm so sorry…" she whispered, a tear running down her cheek.

Wordlessly, Seth pulled her to him, rubbing her back as she sobbed into his shoulder.

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Twenty minutes later, they both sat staring straight ahead. Summer had drained herself of all tears, now in the state of complete exhaustion. She leaned her head on Seth's shoulder.

"I know about the letter."

"What letter?" Summer asked in a daze.

"The USC letter." Seth said again, voice cracking.

Summer stiffened. Her face got pale, as she turned to face him. "How did you see it?"

"Don't get mad!" Seth cautioned, thinking about her earlier fit, "But I saw it on your coffee table. I didn't even know you had applied. You should have told me."

"Cohen! I just…couldn't."

"It's a rejection letter isn't it?" Seth whispered, staring deep into her eyes.

Summer gazed into his eyes. She didn't feel any tears, but the lump in her throat grew bigger. "I'm so sorry Cohen…"

Seth thought he physically felt his heart break at that moment.

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ok ok! So I know you probably all want to kill me right now. But I HAD TO! It just popped into my head, and I absolutely HAD to! I usually hate drama, but it's different when I'm writing it! Like I got the rest of the story planned out!

DON'T WORRY! IT WILL NOT BE SAD! I SWEAR!

I will try to update soon! Sorry this chap was so short! The next one may be kinda depressing, but don't' worry, after that, it's alllll good! I promise!