Chapter 9 - Damn It

As Summer and Seth were walking away, Summer felt herself waking up. Waking up? She opened her eyes, too see herself in what looked like Cohen's bedroom. There was an ice pack on her head. Cohen was sitting in a chair in the corner.

"You're up?" Seth said happily.

Summer didn't respond.

"Oh God, are you okay?" He asked again.

"What is going on?" She said with dehydration in her voice.

"Well. I came down from the bathroom and Marissa was walking away, and some drunk lady tossed her champagne bottle in the air thinking she could catch it, and it hit you in the head, you just blacked out." He tried not to laugh.

"Are you freaking kidding me?" Summer asked.

"No. Sorry. You're gonna have a big shiner on your head." He touched her head. "Ouch!"

Summer was just quiet, it wasn't that she was embarrassed because it wasn't like she tripped on a stage or anything, but she just felt really dumb having the dream she just had. She actually dreamt in the clothes her and Seth were in that they had admitted they liked each other, and finally kissed, and it didn't even happen.

"It's almost 4 A.M." Seth finally said breaking the silence.

"What? Are you serious?" Summer said.

"Yeah. I've been waiting for you to wake up." He smiled at her. "We called your parents."

"Well I better get going home, even though it is late." She started to get up. It was hard.

"Whoa, whoa. I'll drive you. You can't even walk." He looked down at her. "Just jump on my back."

Summer was thinking, 'Uhh, my dress is too short,' but she did it anyways. They headed down stairs and he laid her in the front seat of the car.

"Tilt your head back." He smiled, and shut her door.

They headed to Summer's house. The whole time he was telling her different things to do to help the swelling on her head, it was really cute. She was still pissed off that she had such a realistic dream, the last real thing that happened to her was Coop had come up to her and asked her to go to the beach, and then some drunk lady threw her bottle, and it her. 'Damn it.' Summer thought, 'Damn IT!' She wasn't happy. She had a crush on Cohen, she had since she first saw him, which she couldn't believe, but she wasn't going to sit there and act like she didn't feel the way she did.

"We're here." Seth said, breaking up Summer's thoughts. "Get on my back, I'll take you to your room." He smiled at her opening her door.

"Thanks, Cohen. You know, most people wouldn't do this for someone." She tightened her grip around his chest when they headed up the stairs.

"Yeah, well, I wanted too, so no big deal." He tapped her hands, and laid her in her bed.

"Thanks again." She smiled.

"Yeah."

He took his time to tuck her into her bed, and then he sat there for a second, and started to get up. Summer stumbled up, and was on her bed sitting on her knees.

"Cohen, wait."

She put her hand on the left side of his cheek, and kissed him for about 20 seconds. She fell back down into her bed, and curled up under the covers. He walked out of her room glowing.

"Summer just kissed me." He thought.

It wasn't a dream. Kissing him was awesome. He was a good kisser, and she went right to sleep.

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Ryan and Marissa were just leaving the beach when Seth returned from Summer's at 4:30.

"Whoa, buddy. Where were you guys?" Seth sort of winked.

"We were at the beach waiting for you and Summer, what happened there?" Ryan sort of winked back.

"Well. Since you asked." Seth acted like they'd had sex or something.

"Oh . . ." Ryan was awaiting the answer.

"Some drunk off her ass lady threw a champagne bottle into the air thinking she could catch it, and it smacked Summer so hard in the head she blacked out. She was passed out in my room for about 5 hours, and then she woke up, I took her home, and she thanked me by kissing me for like 30 seconds."

"And all in one breath, I'm impressed." Ryan said. "Well cool, you like her right?"

"She's hott. But I'm gonna go to bed, later buddy." Seth went upstairs.

Seth was sort of mean though. He never really cared about girls, and he knew his mom had taught him better, it's just all the girls in Littleton, were, so... well, they were easy, so Seth would just pretend to like them, and then a month later he'd get into bed with them. He was sort of a jerk, but being around Summer made him feel nice. Made him feel like there was no way he could do that.

"Psh. Oh well." He thought, laying down to go to bed.