Drama makes the world go round. I thrive on drama. What I'm concerned about is the fact that The O.C. is too damn believable. Honestly. We need more drama people. It's TV for frikkin frikkin's sake.

The Disclaimer to end all Disclaimers: I feel like I don't own the characters and the truth is that they own me. Anyway, don't sue my beautiful ass.

This is SOOOO Sethummereth and Ryissamaryan. I couldn't have it any other way. Actually, I could. And I think I will.

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Ryan paced back and forth and then right back again. What would he say to her? He had to say something to her. He couldn't just tell her that he had cancer then expect her to be fine with it. He continued to pace, throwing his hands in the air every so often. He stubbed his toe on a brick in the middle of the room and screamed in pain. He couldn't possibly tell her what he was thinking. Or could he? He stopped dead in his tracks and looked over at Marissa who had been crying for the past 5 hours whilst he paced.

"Marissa" he began, "Actually, do you mind if I call you Riss? I feel like we can be on nickname terms now"

"I sob..I sob I…" She barely said.

"Marissa" He began again, "Stop crying please darling"

He threw her a box of Kleenex, but it hit her right smack dab in the forehead and that just made her cry even more.

"Shit!" he exclaimed "No!"

He ran his hands through his hair, desperately trying to think of something real to say to her. He broke out in a cold sweat.

"Do you mind if I turn up the heat?" he asked.

"No" she said

He turned the thermostat to full power and within minutes the pool house was a sauna house.

Marissa took off all her clothes because really, she had to. So did Ryan. Then they did it.

Seth walked in on them doing it.

"WHOA!" he said.

Marissa was so embarrassed that she scooped up all her clothes and ran out of the pool house.

"Man, I was getting some!" Ryan said, clearly disappointed "Why you always gotta ruin it?"

"For the first time in my life I feel like I have a huge mole on my face" said Seth

Ryan contemplated telling him that he had always had a mole on his face, but decided that the last thing Seth needed was a reason to cry. Ryan couldn't stand it when people cried. Especially Marissa and Seth.

"Seth, you need to calm down" Ryan said, still naked "I don't even feel like you're my brother anymore. You've changed so much these past few days that I want to kick shit out of you just so you'll go back to normal. But my foot hurts too much from when I tripped on that brick"

Seth knew exactly what he was talking about. Ever since he developed that mole on his face everything that he had once considered "normal" suddenly seemed so strange to him. It was like the growth wanted him to be someone what he was not. He knew he would never pick up girls that way.

"Thanks Ryan" Seth said, obviously feeling better "I really feel like this little chat has healed me"

"Don't mention it" Ryan warned "Or I will have to tell you that you've always had a mole on your face"

"NOOOOOO!" screamed Seth

"Damn" Ryan thought, but he said it outloud by accident too.

"When were you going to tell me?" Seth screamed

"When you were good and ready" said Ryan "Now go and put your jacket and tie on, we're going to be late for your Mom's movie premiere"

Seth could tell that Ryan didn't want him around anymore so he stormed out of the pool house and went to primp himself for the big event. On his way back to his room he ran into his Mom.

"Seth, do you think this dress is too slutty for a movie premiere?" Kirsten asked, referring to her baby blue chiffon dress.

"Mom, it's porno movie" Seth said impatiently "You could show up in a dress made of plastic wrap and they'd think you were overdressed"

"Thanks for the tip" Kirsten said, and she ran to the kitchen to get the plastic wrap.

Seth was halfway up the stairs when he fell back down them again. His head hurt so much from the fall that he couldn't even move. Until he saw that Summer had let herself in and was now standing directly over him. He glanced up her skirt and the view paralyzed him even more.

"Cohen, I can't believe you fell down the stairs, what are you , like, twelve?" Summer said

"Actually, for your information, I'm not" Seth said

"Well get up, we need to hang curtains in my room" Summer said. She reached down to lift him off the floor.

"Summer, not tonight" Seth said once he was standing again.

"Why?" She inquired "Don't tell me that you're actually going to that porn premiere"

Seth knew how Summer felt about his Mom's new acting career. Ever since Kirsten had made the two of them watch her star in the movie "Big Penis, Small Vagina" Summer had always been jealous of Kirsten's damn good luck that she had just happened to be sunbathing naked on the beach when a famous movie producer had asked her to star in his movies. But Seth wasn't going to let Summer's jealousy get in the way of him supporting his mother's career choice.

"Of course I'm going" He stated "She's threatening me with a million dollar lawsuit if I don't"

"That's so Kirsten" Summer fumed.

Summer wished she knew what the word lawsuit meant.

"Seth!"

Kirsten was screaming for her son from the kitchen.

"What?" Seth screamed back

"I have the plastic wrap stuck to my pubic hair!" she yelled to him, obviously in serious pain, "Can you help me?"

"I'll go" Summer said reluctantly. "I owe her that much for that time she saved my life when I nearly jumped into the swimming pool at Caleb's plastic surgery appreciation party."

"Yeah, who would have thought that he would fill the swimming pool with rabid weasels?" Seth reminisced.

After Summer had finally left him alone, Seth made his way up to his room only to find that he could no longer fit through his doorway because the mole on his face had grown so much. He tried to fit through anyway and got himself good and wedged in there. He was doomed now.

Oh no! What will happen next? I've got another top-notch chapter lined up so let's have those reviews!