Summer finally returned to her class, 20 minutes later than she should have done.
« Get sidetracked, did we Miss Roberts ? » asked the teacher. « That's detention for you today, you've missed half my lesson ».
Summer, too preoccupied to answer, just nodded her head. She took a seat next to Alex, intending to tell her what had happened with Marissa just now. As she leaned in to whisper to her, however, the techer cut her off.
« That'll be two detentions, if you're not careful, » he said pointedly. Summer just rolled her eyes, and went back to what she was supposed to be doing. Alex was looking at her curiously, but she just motioned that she would tell her later.
Meanwhile, Ryan had awoken, finally, in his classroom, only to wonder where the hell Marissa had disappeared to. He only wondered about this for a second, however, as he fell asleep again shortly.
Marissa was sat outside her house in her car, as she had seen her mother go into the house moments before, and had narrowly avoided being seen. She was waiting a while to be sure it would be safe for her to go in without the threat of her mum sending her back to school.

At school, the bell rang, signalling the end of the second to last lesson today. Summer practically dragged Alex outside the classroom, eager to let her know she had told Marissa that she was here.
« Slow down, Summer. I didn't realise you liked history that much, » said Alex, laughing at Summer's haste to get to their next class.
« What ? I don't, it's boring, » she said. « I just wanted to talk to yyou. »
« Well ? » said Alex when Summer didn't continue.
« Oh, right, » said Summer, finally grasping that this was where she was supposed to tell Alex. « I told Marissa that you're going to school here. She seemed a little surprised, but cool with it. She thinks you can be friends. That's good, right ? I mean, you do want to be friends with her, right ? Cause she'll think it's weird else, and she'll be all, like, disappointed…
« Summer ? »
« Mmm ? »
« Has anyone ever told you that you talk too much ? »
« A few times, yeah. Personally, I don't think that I do… » As she was about to launch into an explanation of why she didn't talk too much, she caught the expression on Alex's face.
« I'm doing it again, aren't I ? »
Alex just laughed. « Where is Marissa anyway ? » she asked.
« That is a good question. She's supposed to be here now. She msut be skipping school again, I'm gonna have to talk to her about that, » said Summer.
« She's been skipping a lot recently ? » asked Alex, concern just evident in her voice. « Is she okay ? »
Summer bit her lip. « I think so, » she said, not wanting to worry Alex. « Besides, she's got Ryan now anyway. I'm sure if there's anything wrong, it'll be sorted out in no time. »
Summer noticed the quickly hidden expression on Alex's face when she heard Ryan's name mentioned, but didn't say anything about it right then. Maybe Alex wasn't quite as fine with her and Marissa's break up as she first appeared. Summer stored that information away for later, it could be useful. Oh, but she wasn't supposed to be interfering. Damn, she had forgotten about that.

Later, Alex offered to drop Summer home, due to the fact that Marissa was supposed to take her, and Summer had to complete her detention. Alex had to sort something out anyway, so she didn't mind waiting. When they arrived at Summer's house, it was to find Marissa witing on the doorsetp.
« Coop ? What are you doing waiting outside ? You know where the spare key is kept, » said Summer.
« I only just got here, and anyway, I'm not stay… » she trailed off as she saw Alex. Deciding to act as if nothing had happened, she smiled at her.
« Hi, Alex. »
« Hey, » Alex replied quietly. « Look, I'd better go, » she said, turning to leave.
« You can stay if you want, » said Summer.
« No, Rachel's waiting, » she said. « I'll see you tomorrow. » She looked over at Marissa. « Bye Marissa. »
Marissa replied, feeling a little awkward. Well, she guessed she couldn't expect things to be fine between them straight away.
When Alex had left, Marissa turned to Summer, frowning. " Who's Rachel?" she asked.
" Oh, Alex's girlfriend," she said casually, unlocking her front door. " You coming in?" she asked as Marissa just stood there on the doorstep, an unfamiliar feeling in her stomach at Summer's words. Shaking herself out of her stupor, she said, " Sure, but I can't stay long. My mom wants to have dinner with me; I think she's up to something.
" Isn't she always?" replied Summer. " Where were you this afternoon, anyway?" asked Summer, none too subtly.
" Oh, you know, around," said Marissa evasively.
Summer looked at her pointedly.
" I just had some stuff to think about," was her next attempt at an explanation.
" Alex stuff?" asked Summer slyly.
" What? No, I already told you, there's nothing between us anymore."
" Didn't look like it a second ago," said Summer.
" Why are you pushing this, Summ? We've both moved on, okay?"
Summer simply nodded, looking a little surprised. Marissa had never snapped at her like that. At other people, yes, but not at Summer. She must have hit a nerve, thought Summer. Not wanting to upset Marissa, or get snapped at again, she didn't say anything else on the subject. When she thought enough time had passed, however, which, in Summer's world, was about ten minutes, she asked Marissa what she thought about inviting Alex to go out with them at the weekend.
" Alex hates shopping, Sum," said Marissa.
Summer's eyes widened. " She WHAT?" she practically screeched. " Well, that settles it, she has to come. I have to change her mind. Besides, it'll be good for the two of you. Make things, you know, less awkward."
" Fine then, Sum," said Marissa resigning herself to the fact that she was going to have to spend a very awkward Saturday with her best friend and her ex-girlfriend. " You can ask her in school tomorrow."
Summer smiled. " Great! This is gonna be so much fun…"