While the first movie of the night played, Jodie was busy inching closer and closer to Summer, who was sat next to her on the couch. Summer kept shifting away, but she was quickly running out of space.
" Come on Summer, you know you want my body against yours really."
" I so do not," retorted Summer. " You and your little fantasies are freaking me out."
"Liar. You want me, just admit it. Then we can go have really hot sex."
" I don't want you," Summer hissed, frustrated. " Don't talk to me. In fact, don't even look at me."
Jodie continued to look at Summer, grinning and winking at her. " Seriously, whore, you don't wanna see me lose my temper."
" She's right, you know," Marissa interjected. " She suffers from rage blackouts. It wouldn't be a fun experience for you."
"That's what you think," said Jodie.
" That's it," said Summer, grabbing Jodie's hair and yanking it hard.
"I didn't know you liked it so rough, Summer. But I'm more than happy to oblige."
" Ugh, I don't know why I even bother," said Summer, releasing Jodie's hair and moving to the other end of the couch.
" Move up, Alex. I'm going to sit at this end, and Jodie is going to sit at the.."
She was promptly cut off as Jodie sat on top of her.
" GET OFF ME," Summer screeched.
" Babe, I know you love it really," said Jodie in a seductive tone.
"Marissa I'll never forgive you for this!" Summer said as she tried, unsuccessfully, to shift Jodie off her.
" You should be thanking her, you know Summer."
With a surprising amount of strength, Summer shoved Jodie off her and onto the floor. Unfortunately for Summer, they had become tangled up, and she ended up on top of Jodie, their faces inches apart.
" Oooh, I think I like this position," said Jodie. " And don't think I don't realise you planned that deliberately."
Summer quickly backed off, standing up and retreating to the other side of the room. If you come any closer, I swear to God, Jodie, you'll be regretting it."
Jodie decided that what she needed to do now was to lull Summer into a false sense of security, before making a fresh attack, and therefore complied with Summer's request, sitting in her previous position.
Alex and Marissa had retreated to the kitchen in the middle of Summer and Jodie's argument. Marissa was casually leaning against the wall, while Alex sat in a chair next to her.
" Do you think it's safe to go back in now?" asked Alex.
" Well, I can't hear anything, so either they've stopped arguing or they've managed to kill each other."
They walked in to the other room to find Jodie and Summer at opposite ends of the couch, Summer twisted at an angle so she didn't have to look at Jodie.
" I'm kinda tired," said Summer. " I'm going to go home."
" I'll take you," said Jodie, thinking it might be a good idea to see what happened if Marissa and Alex were left alone together.
"No, thank you," said Summer in a surprisingly civil tone.
" Well, if you'd rather walk in the rain, by all means, do so," said Jodie. " I don't bite, you know. Unless you want me to, and I'm pretty sure you do, so maybe I should."
" Fine, you can take me home," said Summer, not feeling as unhappy about it inwardly as she pretended to be on the outside.
"Let's go."
Marissa and Alex walked them to the door and said goodbye to them.
" What should we do now?" asked Alex.
Marissa considered this question.