Wow, this is the first story i've written in forever. I need to give the credit to some reader of Brody's bowling story.. I forget their SN though. So thank you.

Infinate X's and O's

"Summer, just get out okay? I dont need this right now."

"But, Cohen! I - " Summer had tears brimming, threatening to spill at any moment.

Seth hung his head, so Summer knew it was time to go. She grabbed her cellphone from his bed and jogged out the door.

He closed the door after her, and sat down on his bed.

I thought we were over this. Cohen thought to himself. How could she do this to me? Do I still embarrass her? It's been two years..

"Sum!"

"I know, I know, but Coop! He's so mad at me.. ideas! I need ideas to get him back!"

"Obviously he's mad at you. You did deny being his girlfriend infront of everyone.. including him."

"I know. I guess Im just used to it.. You should've seen him at his house. He kicked me out of his room!"

"Can you blame him?"

Summer shook her head at stared at the picture in her hands. It was them at the beach, along with Marissa and Ryan, Holding hands. Except, Seth wasn't looking at the camera. He was staring down at Summers face, her chocolate eyes and perfect lips, wondering how on earth he could've gotten a girl like her.

"No" she wispered, and stood up."I need a plan!"

"What kind of plan?"

"I have no idea."

"Well.. what'd he like doing?"

"I dunno.. He likes.. comic books, and drawing us in skimpy outfits and.. whiney-ass music."

"I meant other than that."

"He likes bowling."

"There you go! Use bowling!"

"How do I use bowling as my plan? He sucked at bowling. It's a sport remember? I always wooped his ass."

"Right. We need a new plan." Marissa smiled weakly.

Ryan knocked on his door again. "Seth? You decient? I thought we'd go check out one of those I-max movies. I hear Harry Potters playing. Bro?" He pushed the door open, peaking around the dark room. "Bro?" He said again.

" Mmm-whatt?" Seth moaned from under the covers. He sat up, staring Ryan down. He took out one of his head-phones and stared at Ryan. "What'd you say?"

"I thought we could go check out a movie at the I-max."

"Thats so minty Ryan. Thank you, but no thanks, I think I'm just gunna stay here. Order me a pizza. Listen to Boyz II Men. Brood."

"That song. Its so depressing."

Seth nodded as he placed the head-phone back into his ear. He yelled "close the door on your way out" a little too loudly, then turned the volume up on his I-pod.

Cohen woke up in a puddle of drool, 'Do I Ever Cross Your Mind' still blaring in his head. He took the headphones out and stepped into his slippers, getting ready for his shower.

When he was finished, he wrapped a house-coat around his wet body and shuffled downstairs. He reached the kitchen, and made himself a bagel.

"Son! You're late! Get a move on, you'll be late for school! Didn't you hear your alarm thismorning?" Sandy asked him.

"No I must've zoned."

Sandy nodded and took a bite out of his son's bagel. "Chop chop!"

Seth shuffled back to his room, got dressed, and went to school. He deffinitly didn't want to face this day.

He walked to his locker, and heard snikkering all around him.

"You really think this is gunna work?" Marissa asked quietly.

"Yes! But not if you keep making me doubt myself. Now go get him."

"Come on Summer what's the hold up?" someone called from the large crowd that was gathering below her.

"Shut up, I'm almost done!"

"Why the hell are you up there, anyway?"

Summer was just about to explain, when Marissa called out to her, pushing her way through the croud. "Look who I found Summer!" She acted. Marissa pulled Seth's hand, then pushed him to the Coffee cart infront of him. He looked scared.

"Summer!" Seth wispered. "What are you doing up there?"

"I'm up here because, Seth Cohen.. I love you."

Seth looked up at her, then looked down. "No you don't." He muttered, and walked away.

"Cohen?" Summer called, and ran after him.

So pretty much this started out as a one-shotter but then I was like, I could go way farther with this. So its now a full-length (or supposed to be) story! I know Im rusty, but gimme a break!

x's & o's. MrsAdamBrody.