I'm soo sorry I kept you waiting! And I'm afraid this chapter isn't what you wanted. It's rather short and there arehardly dialogues. But I wrote it before I got your review (the one about length and dailogues). I'm really sorry, but I'm already working on the next chapter, so please (try to) enjoy this one. I hope I can update soon, as school starts tomorrow I won't have that much time.
Chapter 5: The Female Mind
"Hey, buddy." Ryan was sitting in the kitchen, sipping some coffee, when Seth came in, dressed in a blue bathrobe and fluffy white slippers. He raised one hand and wandered past Ryan, without looking at him, to the fridge.
"So, how was your date with summer?" he asked and took a bite of his bagel.
Seth raised his hand once again, this time like "don't wanna talk", while he took some things out of the fridge.
"Huh, okay." Ryan shrugged and continued reading the newspaper that was lying in front of him on the table.
"You, know, I really appreciate your indestructible interest in me and my problems." Seth stated, closed the fridge and left the kitchen again – very zombie-like.
"What did I do?" Ryan asked looking after him, totally confused.
Seth just threw his hands in the air and made his way back to his room, where he sat down on his bed and kept his zombie-look. When he thought of last night, he still couldn't understand why he had done that. It was sort of weird. At first Summer was so sweet, so kind. Maybe that was the problem.
I mean, I can't remember one time in my life Summer was like that. Something MUST have happened. Something that makes her pretty insecure. , he wondered.
He let out a huge sigh and let himself fall back, "Yes! Welcome to my life!"
"Could someone PLEASE explain me the female mind, because I just don't get it!"
When Summer woke up, she was wide-awake immediately. Actually she had only been half asleep all night. What had kept her from sleeping was like the weirdest thing ever: Cohen. Or, Cohen's attempt to kiss her.
She didn't know why she had turned him down, somehow she felt sorry for it. And when she thought it over now, that kiss maybe wouldn't have been THAT "ew!". She felt really bad, because Cohen had been so sweet and kind last night, and she had behaved like such a bitch.
"Uh!" she moaned and got up with a jump.
Why was everything going wrong? Marissa's dad, Marissa's drinking – and her own dad, who wanted to move her to the other end of the world! Far away from California, which she loved so bad, far away from her friends. And then the fight with Marissa. Summer was desperate, she didn't know what to do to make her best friend realize that she was about to ruin her life. Of course, Summer also had a drink occasionally, she even had been drunk a few times. But never to solve her problems. It was… for fun. But when she thought of drinking now, it wasn't that much fun at all.
She felt the need to talk to someone. About Cohen. And she wanted to help Marissa. But she had no clue where to start, what to do. Who could she talk to about love problems, other than Marissa? And whom could she tell that her best friend had a serious drinking problem?
Later that day Summer decided to distract herself a bit by some shopping. She really needed new shoes and maybe a cute dress. But something happened that had never occurred before: she left every single store without having bought anything. Probably she deserved it, after what she had done last night. But she still couldn't understand why this whole story affected her that much.
'It's Cohen. Cohen! I can't believe I'm so miserable because of Cohen! I don't get myself anymore!' She thought again and again while running the whole shopping street up and down about twenty times, before she finally understood that she had to do something. She had to talk to Cohen and get at least this problem out of her head.
Please don't hate me for this chapter, I just had no idea how to continue the story and express their feelings.
Review, please.