Chapter 7 - The Blow Out

The next morning Seth woke up to the smell of breakfast. He put on a shirt, and walked out to the main part of their room. Summer was sitting at the table drinking some coffee, and eating bacon and eggs. She looked up and saw Seth, and looked right back down at her eggs.

"Did you make all this?" He asked her.

She looked up again... "No. I ordered it in." She looked back down at her eggs, and finished them. She went over to the sink, rinsed her plate off, kind of bumped into Seth, and walked back into her room... slamming the door. Summer got into the shower, and decided to start getting ready for the day. Seth sat at the table, and watched some TV, while he drank his coffee. Summer figured that Seth had gone back to his room, so she walked out into the main room her shorts, and bra. She needed a glass of water.

"Ahem." Seth said.

Summer turned around and saw Seth. "HOLY BUHJESUS." She screamed, she went back into her room.

Summer put a shirt on, and went back out there. "My God." She said. "I can't believe that just happened."

"It's okay. I barely saw anything." Seth said.

"Uh. Okay? It's not like you were the one who was seen." She said rudely.

"Uh. Sorry about that. Just forget talking to you." He said, and walked away.

"You're cool." Summer said.

Seth turned around slowly... he walked towards Summer and got about 5 inches away from her. "You are a very mean person. I don't even know why anyone at our school looks up too you, but they do. You are cold hearted, and terrible to people. You never used to be like this, and as soon as you went to that bitch camp, you changed. Don't even freaking talk to me anymore." He walked away.

His words hit her like a thousand knives at once. She had to say something back to him. "What are you even talking about Seth?" She screamed at him.

Seth couldn't believe she was actually asking him that. "You're seriously asking ME that. Like I'm supposed to know why you went crazy, and stopped talking to me. But now I don't even care. Just go worry about yourself some more."

Seth walked to his room, and slammed the door shut. She did the same as him, and walked into her room, and slammed the door shut again. She was so upset. She started crying, and went into her bathroom, and took a long bath. When she got out, she didn't even worry about hair or make up, and just got dressed in flannel pajama bottoms, and a cropped AE jacket. She went out on the couch, and put in 'Freaky Friday,' and started to fall asleep. Seth walked out and saw Summer dead asleep on the couch again, with the ending of 'Freaky Friday' going. He put a blanket on her, and walked back into his room, shut the door, and went to sleep.

The Next Day

Summer was all ready for 'the day' and waited for Seth to come out of his room, and then she acted like she wasn't waiting, and turned on a movie real fast. He decided he'd be nice, and sit down next to her. They watched a couple of minutes of TV.

"Why did we stop talking?" Summer asked Seth.

He looked at her in disbelief. "I mean, we used to be best friends, we'd spend every second together." She continued.

He kept looking at her, he couldn't believe what she was saying. In one of her rants, he broke in... "Are you kidding me Summer?" he said.

She looked up into his eyes.

"You seriously don't remember?"

She continued to looked at him. "I'm pretty sure that I called you the day you got back from that camp your dad sent you too before 9th grade, and you told me you didn't hang out with people 'like me' anymore. Then you didn't speak or look at me ever again. Even when I had to go to your house, you'd just pretend like I wasn't there. I'd ask you questions, and you wouldn't answer me, and just sit there watching the TV. You were my best friend, and then you just threw it away like it was nothing." He said.

She took in what he said. "Oh. So you're blaming it on me then?" She asked.

"...I didn't stop talking to you, until you stopped talking to me." He said.

"Wow. Blame everything on me then." She said, and walked out of the room, and slammed the door shut. She walked up the stairs, and to the top of the cruise ship. She went and laid in the tanning chairs, and took off her clothes so that she was just in her bikini. She put on her baby oil to soak up the sun, and put on her sunglasses. She turned on her iPod and started listening to some music. Seth went to find her, because he didn't want to be in a fight with her. He looked everywhere, but he couldn't find her. He went back to their room, and heard the shower going, so he went into her room, and waited on her bed. She came out in her towel.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" She yelled at Seth.

"Needing to talk to you." He said back to her.

"Since when do you freaking care about talking to me. Jesus. Get out." She yelled pointing at the door.

"No." He told her.

She looked at him, and he looked back at her with questioning eyes. She sat down on her bed next too him, and waited for him to talk.

"Look. I didn't mean for it to seem like I was blaming everything on you, okay?" He started out. "It's just, that's really house it was Summer. You just stopped talking to me, like we had never been friends." He stopped.

She looked at him, knowing that it was really like that. "... you'll never know how hard it was for me." She admitted.

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