Chapter Eleven

"Seth! Come back here!" Ryan called out, having Summer and Marissa constantly wrapped around him. "Get off me." Ryan barked at the two, as he sat them down on two patio chairs. Marissa and Summer were both fascinated with the fine art of the weaving that covered the chair. "Don't move." Ryan called out to them both- but he knew they wouldn't move or they'd fall flat on their faces. Ryan ran out to the house, and he jumped every three stairs going up to Seth's room. Once he reached it, Seth was hidden under his covers and his ears were covered with a clean, white pillow.

"Seth, listen to m," Ryan was rudely interrupted by a muffled voice- Seth's.

"La la la la!" Seth sang out to himself in order to ignore Ryan's voice.

"Seth, let me ta,"

"La la la la la la la!" Seth chanted a little longer, hoping Ryan would get the picture and leave.

"Seth!" Ryan was getting slightly annoyed by Seth's ignorance.

"La!"

"Or I'll tell Kirsten how you treated Mr. Gomahon." Ryan said in a lightning speed before Seth could sing another 'la' out loud. Seth sat up.

"You evil little twerp. Is that why you invaded MY house? Take the love of my life? Ruin my school life? Take my glory?" Seth so wrongly accused Ryan, however he was used to it so he said nothing. In a second's time, he heard two very giggly girls tiptoe outside the door.

"Your lovers are here." Ryan commented, and smiled at Seth when he saw his face ease.

Ryan heard Marissa's angelic laugh, but he quickly let that thought go. He couldn't fall in love with Marissa Cooper. Ryan knew that.

"Seth?" Summer sang out while giggling dearly, "I've got a surprise for you." Seth looked from Marissa, to Ryan, to Summer and over and over again. Summer walked over seductively toward Seth, and she sat down right on his lap. Before Seth could register the sitting down, Summer's lips were plastered all over his. Seth didn't know how to react to having this beautiful girl kissing him, but he pulled her away. She was drunk, and she would never do that if she were sober. Seth decided not to take advantage of the girl.

"Now Marissa," Summer raised her head as she laughed, "I dare you to make out with Ryan Atwood." Summer burped softly, and she laughed crazily out loud. Marissa, as drunk as she was, figured that something was wrong, however she went along with the dare anyways. Before Ryan could turn away, Marissa was hanging on his shoulders, kissing him passionately. He wanted to throw her off of him, but that would only hurt the drunk girl. So he kissed her back- because he had to. Marissa continued to kiss Ryan, until her breath ran out. Even then, she inhaled as deep as she could and she continued. When she finally surrendered, Ryan was completely shocked and his mouth yearned to touch her's once more. Seth raised his eyebrow when he saw that Ryan had actually enjoyed the long, ardent kiss. Ryan shook his head, but the ever so forgiving Seth constantly smiled.

"Summer, I dare you to strip for your pal Seth." Marissa said. She then started to turn a little green, and she turned around to vomit right on the expensive bedroom carpet in Seth's room. Marissa wiped her mouth, and continued to tower over Summer, daring her to do so.

"Let's both do it." Summer giggled, as she unzipped her newly put on pants and started to pull them down slowly. Seth was enjoying Summer's striptease, but Ryan wouldn't tolerate it. He made Marissa sit down, so she wouldn't have to expose herself to Seth or Summer. Summer then started to slip off her shirt, and she swung it around her finger while shaking her hips.

"What's going on here?" When Kirsten walked in, and saw the half-naked drunk Summer on top of Seth, and the calm, yet oddly drunk Marissa on the bed with them two, she thought she would pass out. When she saw Ryan turned toward the corner so he wouldn't have to infringe the trustful bond he had with the girls, Kirsten merely smiled but as quickly as the smile came it vanished. "Seth, what is going on here?" Kirsten pressed.