Summer walked into her English classroom and found her spot. She glanced at Seth's table and sure enough he was there. So was Melissa Anders, doing her best to impress him. Summer glared at them.

So some things never change apparently. Seth looked over at her and she quickly turned around. The nerve the jerk has! Seth meanwhile smiled, thinking he really didn't care and enjoying that she cared. He turned to Melissa and asked if she wanted to sit beside him.

Summer buried her face in her book. She was right before, right not to like him, to think he was a jerk, to hate him.

The class started and Mrs Barnett ordered them to open their notebooks. They were going to write an essay about Romeo and Juliet.

"I want you to think of this seriously. What does this book represent? Do you believe in what it tells you? Do you believe its meaning? Do you believe in love? A love like that?" said Mrs Barnett.

Summer was anxious to put pen to paper. She didn't believe any of it. The classroom went quiet, students trying to put their thoughts down into a proper format, but two of them were secretly having too much fun to focus. In the silence it became obvious and Mrs Barnett, fed up, decided to deal with it.

-" Ah, Mr Cohen. You know your grade isn't that good, I don't understand what you're doing wasting your time. There's enough time to spend with girls outside of school. And we all know that's your hobby, but this is school time." Seth's escapades with girls were well known, even to teachers. "So I would appreciate it if you would stop the flirting or leave the classroom."

Seth smiled, "Of course, I'll get right to my essay." He was trying very hard to suppress a laugh. He glanced at Summer, but she was busy writing and seemed not to pay attention. Seth told himself he didn't care. He started thinking about what to write, but strange as it seemed, Seth didn't know much about love.

He laughed at people who tried to convince him that it's a great thing, he didn't take it seriously when girls told him they loved him, he only pretended to listen when Ryan was saying something about how much he cares about Marissa. Somebody once told him that love is all about caring. Caring so much that sometimes it hurts.

Seth got to think about it and really, he's never felt like that. He glanced at Summer again, wondering what she was writing. She told him she didn't believe in love, didn't believe in anything lasting. He wondered if she was right not to. He was watching her now, thoughts running through his head and it occurred to him just how different she was from everyone else. He decided to write that some part of him believed in this whole Romeo and Juliet thing, but that it was just not for him. He just hasn't found the girl yet. Or has he?

Once class was over Summer handed in her paper and walked out as fast as she could. It's bad enough that she'll have to see Cohen at the party. The less contact, the better. But Seth had a different plan in mind, he desperately wanted to prove to her that he didn't care, and the whole nice guy act was just a game. A thought came to him, that maybe, just maybe he was trying to convince himself, more so than her. But Seth brushed it away. He didn't care about Summer Roberts.

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Melissa Anders was the clueless victim in Seth's game. She thought that finally he has noticed her for the cool person that she is and would now fall in love with her and she'll be the special girl in his life, the one that changed him, they'll be the best couple of the year and will then graduate and get married.. The girl watched too many chick flicks, but when it came to Seth Cohen, no one really could help themselves. Melissa sighed.

Seth, well aware of the effect he had, flashed her his best smile and brushed his hand lightly over hers.

"Are you coming to the party tonight?"

Melissa was in the clouds. Seth asked her if she's coming to the party.. He was almost holding her hand..

"Do you think I should?" she asked, hoping for the obvious answer.

"Of course, it should be fun" Seth was practicing his seducing voice.

She giggled, nodding in complete agreement.

It was an interesting coincidence that this took place, dangerously close to Summer's locker. The miss herself, was trying to block out any kind of sound coming from their direction, but pointless. Summer heard everything. She wanted to slam her locker really hard, and get Seth's attention, glare at him and walk away. After some thought, she decided not to show he had any effect on her whatsoever, so she quietly slipped away without turning around.

Seth, watching her out of the corner of his eye, was a little annoyed, then figured who cares. He sure as hell didn't. Who did Summer think she was anyway? He was going to have a great time.

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Back home, in front of the mirror, Summer was trying to think of an excuse not to go to the party. Marissa was nowhere around, probably aware that Summer wouldn't let it go easy that she made her come. She heard the bell, then her stepmom's voice, more excited than she heard it in a while. Of course, she loved Chris. Summer sighed. She grabbed her purse and walked down the stairs.

Chris looked good. He always looked good. Summer wondered is she was ever in love with him, or was it just a long infatuation. He smiled, then took her hand and kissed it.

-"My lady, are you ready to have a good time?"

Summer burst out laughing. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

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Huge crowd of people, voices laughing and yelling, blasting music and the smell of weed and alcohol greeted Summer and Chris when they showed up. Chris took her hand and Summer was grateful. She didn't do these things anymore.

He moved through the crowd, Summer in tow, searching for his old buddies. He spotted his old best friend Adam, and made his way to the little group around him. Adam almost dropped his drink.

-" Chris! My man. Whats happening?! Dude! Youre back in town, that's fucking awesome!" He started laughing and they had a quick hug.

Chris started shaking everyone's hand, people pouring questions at him, girls giving him pecks on the cheek. Summer stood, looking on. What does Cohen have, that Chris doesn't? Nothing, she thought angrily. Chris was now back at her side, and the whole crowd came with him. But Summer was busy wondering where Melissa Anders was. Probably glued to Cohen.

But Melissa Anders wasn't glued to Seth, however Seth sure was glued to something. Chris Logan was back in town, but that wasn't his biggest concern. The girl beside him, he now realized that he's heard of her before. He heard of them being together, how she supposedly "changed his ways", he heard she was hot and miss popular, but Seth never met the girl, and when he heard that Chris left town, he didn't bother to find out who she really is. Now he realized why her name sounded familiar. Seth felt like he's never felt before. Chris Logan was holding someone's hand, and it was none other than Summer Roberts.

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A/N : lol now for those afraid that this is going the wrong way, I assure you this is a Summer/Seth fic. But nothing comes easy so it will take them a little while to get there. I just hope you like it. Thank you for the reviews. It lets me know you guys are reading. :)