Summer sat on the couch in the student lounge at Harbor. She was reviewing her chemistry notes for the upcoming test. Summer always knew that she never was as intelligent as everyone else. Most of the other kids were off taking Advanced Placement courses and other intellectually stimulating classes, while she was in some classes that they had already taken in previous years. Summer was by no means "stupid"; however, her intellect was not as superior as some of those around her.
Seth walked in and sat down next to her. He wanted to talk to her about what had happened the previous night with her father. He was very quiet first in his "Cohen" way, for he was not sure how to approach the subject with her. Summer seemed slightly pissed from what Seth could tell last night. He hoped to make amends with her that day.
"Hey, Summer," Seth waved at her. He was pretending to study one of his text books.
"Cohen," Summer cordially replied. She still looked immersed in what she was doing.
"I know you're kinda busy, but I just wanted to say that shirt is a lovely shade of pink... and I'm sorry for messing up with your dad, again," Seth said.
"Good, you should be. Maybe you'll do better next time," Summer replied without looking up from her notes.
Seth looked at her very taken aback. She didn't yell at him, or break up with him. All Summer said was that he might do better next time. Seth thought about it and said, "Next time... there is going to be another chance?"
Summer slowly nodded her head, and answered, "After some careful consideration on my dad's part, he decided that he wanted you to take him out sailing."
"He know's that I like to sail?" Seth wondered.
"After I told him. Anyway, it should be fine. I wont be there, and you like sailing," Summer explained.
"Uh-huh..." Seth trailed off. He thought to himself that this could not be good.
Sorry for the shortness of the chapter. I really wanted to do a chapter about Seth and Summer, but it's been hectic recently with school starting, finishing summer homeworkand everything.