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Faint Reminders of the Rerun Flicks of Old Days

"OH MY FREAKING GOD!" Summer held the receiver at arms length, casually flicking through her magazine. She had just told Grace about Spencer's proposal, and her answer. As Summer had thought, Grace was having her five alarm freak out. When the screaming had stopped, Summer brought the receiver back to her ear.

"You okay now Grace?" Summer asked.

"Summer I told you! Didn't I tell you?" she babbled. Summer knew the 'I told you so!' would come at some point.

"I know, I know but right now, I don't care, I just feel like I can float," Summer mused.

"Awww! This is the cutest thing ever! But we have to start planning! Oh this is going to be the BEST wedding ever! We have to do it in summer and you can have the best wedding dress and you can have a four tiered cake with little people on top and…"

"Whoa! Calm down Grace, its going to be a while before the wedding."

"What? But you got engaged I thought…"

"We agreed that we'd do the wedding after Spencer's finished making his movie. Whish brings me onto my next subject. There's something I need to tell you…" Summer bit her lip. Telling Grace this next bit wouldn't be easy.

"The movie is being made in LA and it's going to take nearly over a year in total what with shooting it and press and stuff. I cant have Spencer away from me for that long so I'm kinda going with him…" Summer waited for reaction. Silence met her ears.

"Grace? You there?"

"Yeah, I, uh, you're moving away from New York?" Grace asked. Summer felt a pang of guilt as she heard the slight hurt in her voice.

"Yeah… oh Grace I'm so sorry trust me, if I could stay, I would! This is just something I have to do."

"Mmm, kay. I know you need to Sum. When are you…going?" Grace replied quietly.

"Its going to be a while yet, probably early December so about three months. I'm setting up a Heure D'ete office in LA and the NY office wont be the main office anymore, but it'll still exist and I'll have to make regular visits. It's going to take a while to set up and I need to find an apartment." Summer frowned as silence again met her ears.

"Grace?"

"Yeah, I'm here. I…I just, I have to go. But listen I'll come by yours today after work, I have to see your ring! Kay, bye Sum." Grace hung up quickly and Summer sighed. She knew she'd take it bad but that was worse than she'd thought.

Summer sat back in her chair as she heard the front door open and Spencer hurried into the room.

"Hey baby, what's up?" he asked, quickly kissing her and sitting beside her.

"I just told Grace…" Summer moaned.

"Aw, she not take it well?"

"Not at all. She sounded like she was going to cry."

"Oh, Sum. I'm sorry. But listen, I have good news." Spencer reached inside his jacket, puling out some sheets of paper. Summer sat up and faced him.

"I bought a place in LA."

"What? Oh my god! Let me see!" Spencer passed an excited Summer the paper from his hands and Summer saw the amazing penthouse apartment in front of her eyes. It was brand new, came fully furnished and was right by the beach.

"Oh Spencer! I love it!" she cried, leaping forward into his arms.

"Great!" he kissed the top of her head but stood back up again.

"Wait, where are you going?" she asked.

"I have loads of stuff to do Sum!"

"Like what?"

"Oh, I cant tell you that! Na, I'm just kidding, just trying to get everything set up so moving's easier. Remember, dinner with my parents tonight and dinner with yours tomorrow!" Spencer babbled. He looked so excited, like a kid in a toy-store, it made Summer swell with happiness.

"Okay, well I have chores to do too. And I'm going to start boxing stuff up."

"Yeah, have fun," Spencer grinned before giving Summer a long kiss. They broke apart and he jogged out of the room with a wave. Summer watched him dreamily and sat staring at the door for a full ten minutes before jumping up to begin her chores.

Two months flew by quickly in a frenzy of packing, saying goodbye and waving hello to a new life on the west coast. In light of their engagement, both Spencer and Summer broke the news to their parents. Both families were not that shocked as they were both expecting this to happen within the next year or so. Spencer's parents were already very close to Summer, her mom and Summer regularly had lunch together and Summer shopped with his 13 year old sister Amber. Spencer was also very close to Neil Roberts. The two went golfing and already had a close relationship. Their first meeting was extremely different to that of Seth's. Spencer and Neil hit it off straight away. But Summer hated to compare the two.

Since moving to New York, Neil Roberts' health had vastly improved and he had taken the new job at a private cosmetic surgery where he met his third wife, Holly. Summer could see that her Dad was happy and they'd been together for almost two years. After years of Summer worrying about her Dad's love-life, she'd finally come to know he should make his own decisions. So she let him and tried not to get too involved.

In the first week of November, Spencer moved down to their new home in LA as filming began the next week. Summer waved goodbye as she watched him enter the airport and set of back to her bare apartment. Most of her stuff had been shipped off already and the possessions that remained were packed up in boxes. Summer had planned to move permanently in two weeks time much to the dismay of Grace. Grace still hadn't gotten over the fact that Summer was actually moving and had concocted many plans to make Summer stay. Summer was sad that her best friend was unhappy but could do nothing about it.

Until this past weekend. Summer had been carefully monitoring the modelling of her new offices in LA. So when she got wind of the interior designer quitting after a row with a member of the Heure D'ete staff, a great idea came to her mind.

"Come to LA, I'm hiring you," Summer blurted out over the phone that afternoon.

"What?" Grace's confused voice asked.

"Come to LA! My interior designer has walked out, I need you Grace!" Summer cried.

"Okay Summer, this isn't funny!"

"I'm deadly serious."

"Really…?"

"YES!"

"Oh my god!"

"Grace, this way, I don't have to leave you and you can help me plan the wedding. Plus I wont be lonely when Spencer's filming. Please!"

"Okay… but I can't just move. I need a place to live, I need to move my stuff…"

"All minor details… thank you thank you thank you Grace!" Summer grinned.

"I can't believe this! I…I better go and… prepare!" Grace stammered in disbelief.

"Kay, you do that. Come over later, we'll order Thai and talk about your duties as MOH."

"MO what?"

"Maid. Of. Honour."

"OHMYGOD! I'm your maid of honour?"

"Yeah of course! Who did you think I'd ask? That homeless lady on the corner of my street who throws something at me every morning?"

"Oh my god, this is the best day ever! Thanks Sum, you rock!"

"No problem sweetie, see you later!"

Summer sat back, swinging the receiver casually and placing it back down. Screw best day ever, she was having the best year ever.

Boarding the plane for LA on the 30th of November, something so obvious dawned on Summer Roberts. Something so obvious she couldn't believe she'd never even thought about it. She was going back to California. California. The place she'd left only five years ago. The place where just quite possibly, she may even run into someone from her past. It didn't even have to be Seth. Kirsten, Sandy, Ryan, Marissa. All these people who she knew, used to know. Summer sat down in her dark leather seat, Grace beside her. Summer looked out the window where she saw the towering sky-scrapers of her home. This place had been her refuge. She could hide amongst the vast crowds passing through the urban jungle of New York and try to start over and she had. But now, she was going back to the past. But, she was taking her future with her.

She heard the plane engines fire up and within five minutes, they were moving. Summer shuffled uncomfortably in her seat. The cool leather teasing the flesh it touched. LA was still miles from Newport, it could still be unlikely for her to run into anyone. She should just keep her head down low and get on with her life. For all she knew, Seth may not even live there anymore. He could have moved further north, even abroad. She was freaking out about nothing here. Or was she?

Summer jumped as Grace tapped her shoulder.

"What's up?" she asked, looking concerned.

"Oh, um, I just think I had too much coffee. Next cup will have to be decaf," Summer smiled. Grace nodded and went back to the bridal magazine she was reading. Summer turned away, to gaze out the window. She imagined seeing Seth. Just thinking about it gave her the shivers. All that she had told herself.

'I'm over him!' 'I don't need him.' 'Seth Cohen is SO high school'.

They were all lies. Deep inside her, Summer knew seeing Seth would totally throw her off balance. She didn't want to be with him anymore, she wanted to be with Spencer. But Summer Roberts knew she'd always love Seth Cohen. No matter how hard she tried to deny it.

"Okay, thanks everyone. This read-through was great and I'll see you all Wednesday for our first day of filming," Seth concluded to the group of people sat before him in the large room at Raleigh Studios. Taylor sat beside Seth and smiled broadly at everyone around her. Everyone rose out of their seats and gradually left the room, waving goodbye to their co-stars. Seth began collecting the numerous sheets of paper he'd made notes on throughout the read through and glanced up as he heard his name called. Before him stood Taylor and Spencer Greene, the guy they'd cast as the lead.

"Seth, I just thought I'd properly introduce the two of you seeing as your previous introduction was interrupted…" Taylor smiled. Seth grinned and remembered the first day when the cast met. Spencer had walked over and the two were talking when the fire alarm suddenly rang out and the sprinklers switched on, drenching every person in the whole building. Apparently, someone on the 7th floor of the building had thrown a cigarette butt in a waste paper bin (despite the fact there was no smoking IN the building!) and the bin had gone up in smoke. The fire was contained and Seth had just laughed about it, unlike Taylor who moaned about her hair for the rest of the afternoon.

"Hey Spencer, how are you buddy?"

"I'm good thanks Seth, how are you?"

"I'm okay, just a little stressed. First day of filming next week…" Seth replied, looking nervous.

"Aw, you'll do great Seth," Taylor smiled, "He has problems with insecurity," she whispered to Spencer.

"Hey! I do not. Okay maybe a little but that was due to having the nickname 'death breath Seth' for 5 years."

"Yeah and the whole thing with the water-polo team peeing in your shoes…" Taylor smiled. Spencer just laughed as the two reminisced.

"So you two went to high school together?"

"Yeah, we didn't really hit it off at first but, I made my way into the group," Taylor said proudly.

"Hey Spencer, you didn't play water-polo did you?" Seth asked cautiously.

"Na, I hated the water-polo team!"

"Hey! That's good because a lot of my jokes are aimed at them," Seth nodded.

"I think I'm going to enjoy working with you then," Spencer smiled. He glanced down at his watch and groaned.

"Oh sorry but you'll have to excuse me. I need to go pick up my fiancée from the airport. She's just flown down from New York."

"Oh really? Fiancée, that's great. I'd love to meet her," Taylor grinned.

"Well I was thinking of throwing a party. You know like an engagement slash welcoming party for her…"

"Really? Well I know some great party planners!" Seth smiled.

"You do? Do you have their number?"
"Course I do, its my Mom's company. It started as a dating service but they expanded." Seth scribbled down a number on a piece of paper and handed it to Spencer.

"Great, thanks man, you've been a great help."

"Well all I ask is an invite and to meet your fiancée," Seth replied.

"Sure thing, I'm sure Su…" Spencer was interrupted by Seth's cell ringing.

"Oh sorry, I have to get this. I'll see you Wednesday." Seth nodded and smiled at Spencer before exiting the room.

"Right, well I'd better be off anyway. See you Taylor." He gave a small wave to Taylor and left the room, heading down the stairs and out of the building.

Spencer was oblivious as to how close he'd just come to making his relationship with Seth incredibly awkward. But it was only a matter of time before that did happen.

Six long hours later, the American Airlines plane touched down at LAX Airport. Summer changed the time on her watch as Grace and herself got off the plane. Grace was practically bouncing on the spot with excitement. She'd never lived anywhere except New York and was looking forward to this new adventure. Summer gazed up at the blue sky through the large glass windows as they walked down to collect their luggage. The sun glimmered like a polished circle of gold and Summer removed her scarf and her thick Hoodie which was necessary back in New York where temperatures were at least 10 degrees less than they were in LA.

They reached the hall in which the luggage carousels were situated. Summer and Grace stood beside the carousel and Grace looked around her excitedly, like a little kid in a candy store.

"Oh my god Sum! I can't believe we're actually doing this!" she cried.

"I know, everything's happened so fast. And I get a whole month off work. The offices aren't ready yet and I worked super hard back in New York so everything's pretty much done. My Christmas vacation starts now!" Summer smiled.

"Yeah but mine's been cut short. I have to start the offices tomorrow."

"Oh sweetie, it'll be fine. I've seen the layout you did for my new office and I love it! I can't wait! I know you'll do great."

"Thanks Sum."

"Ooh! There's our bags!" Summer and Grace hauled their cases off of the carousel and set off for the exit. They entered the large exit foyer which was packed with people.

"Is Spencer meeting us?" Grace asked.

"No, he's got a read-through today. Lets just take a cab." Summer headed for the large doors but stopped abruptly as she heard her name being called.

"SUMMER!" she spun around and saw a very out of breath Spencer before her with a very limp looking bunch of lilies.

"Spencer!" she leapt forward into his arms, hugging him so tightly, he struggled to catch his breath. She broke away and continued to beam at him.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were working!"

"We finished like two hours ago so I came to meet you."

"Aw baby!" Her eyes then went down to the limp bunch of flowers in his hand and he shrugged.

"I've been chasing after you and they got kinda squashed…"

"Oh Spence…" Summer leaned forward and they began to kiss. Grace stood watching and as they didn't stop, she cleared her throat loudly.

"Oh…hey Grace!" Spencer smiled, breaking away from Summer to hug Grace.

"Hey movie star, how are you?" she grinned.

"Pretty good. No come on! I can't wait for you to see the house!" Spencer took Summer's trolley with her luggage on it and led the girls out into the warm LA sun and a waiting car.

The three climbed in and Spencer directed the driver to an address in West Hollywood. As the car set off, Summer sat back on the cool leather, Spencer's arm around her shoulders and her best friend on her other side, and gazed out of the window at the palm trees and the bright sun which illuminated the city beautifully. At that moment, she thought her life was going pretty good and it would take a lot to spoil that moment.

"You gotta be kidding me!" Summer whispered as she entered the breathtaking house that Spencer had bought. It was unlike any house Summer had ever seen. Expansive walls of glass displayed the amazing views of the city and large green trees surrounded the secluded house. Several huge balconies at different ends of the house provided different, yet amazing, views and the rooms were large and modern. Summer ran through the house, each room capturing more of her breath and she was left speechless. Only one thought remained in her mind.

"How the hell did you afford this place?" she cried, sinking onto the white sun-lounger on the largest balcony. Spencer stood next to her and simply shrugged.

"I've been saving some money for a while now and I happened to have enough for this place."

"Some money? Spence, this place must have cost, like, millions!"

"Look Sum," he sat down beside her, his hands placed on her legs and she turned to face him.

"I know it sounds cheesy but I'm living my dream right now and I can't thank you enough for living it with me. I made you my queen so you needed a palace."

"Aw honey, you're so cheesy… but I love you," Summer smiled.

"Yeah, I have my qualities," he shrugged, grinning. Summer leaned forward and softly kissed him. He sighed happily as he broke away and got up.

"I'm gonna get some take-out menu's. We can dine in style tonight," he smiled.

"Okay…" Summer watched him as he walked back into the house. She rose off of the lounger and walked over to the edge of the balcony, leaning on the polished wooden fence. She looked out at the towering sky-scrapers and the sun beginning to dip behind them, flooding the sky with a warm orange glow. She glanced back at the house and, with a large grin spread across her face, began to jump up and down on the spot with happiness and excitement. Summer Roberts was back in California and for a change, everything was going perfectly, well for now anyway….