A/N: I'm guessing everyone hates me for the longest time it takes me to update. There are reasons for this, but I wont make excuses. I'm horrible, I know. I really tried to make this chapter worth it, so I hope it is. In any case, you guys are an awesome inspiration. Won't make you wait any longer. Read on. )
Clueless Victim # 2
Jealousy. That was not usually the word associated with Seth Cohen. Correction, it could NEVER be associated with Seth Cohen. There were two reasons for such luck: first of all Seth got everyone he wanted and was usually the first one to lose interest, second even if a girl started spending time with someone else, with so many others waiting to charm him, Cohen really didn't mind sharing, unless of course it was with his rival.
So when he had trouble breathing at the sight of Summer holding Chris Logan's hand, Seth was lost at what exactly it was he was feeling. He couldn't be jealous! Why would he? He played so well today. Melissa Anders was in love and Summer was there to witness, so how could it happen that instead of Summer being upset and stealing glances at him, it was him who was lost and trying to catch her eye.
Seth told himself to be a man. After all he was the player and always ahead of the game, so he wont let this get to him and under no circumstance should thoughts of Summer Roberts ruin his night. He poured himself a drink and started in search for Melissa Anders.
Summer was staring at herself in the mirror. The light in the washroom was awful and made her look tired but she didn't notice because she was lost in thought. Seth was playing with her earlier. She knew it. He didn't care at all and was just using her like everyone else, to prove how much of a Casanova he is. Summer was just another loser caught in his web and for a second she felt sad. He, the popular guy didn't want her and she never believed in these things anyway, but somehow he got under her skin and her heart was beating at light speed when she saw him.
Summer knew what she had to do now. Cohen had to pay. And pay he will. A little touch of lip-gloss, a little blush, a big smile and a seductive look - Summer had her armor with her.
She walked out in the loud music and spotted Chris. Summer didn't waste her time. She hurried over, put her hand on top of his and getting very close to his ear she whispered as seductively as she could, " Let's have fun". Chris, the clueless victim in Summer's game, was nevertheless perfect for a good time and didn't need to be told twice. They both drank up and toasted to a fun night. Summer's face turned into a frown after tasting the beer, but a smile quickly covered it once she noticed a very frowning Cohen standing near by with a group of girls. "Bored are you, Casanova?" she thought to herself, " I'm gona show how to play this game". Chris grabbed her for a dance and she screamed in excitement. She could see Cohen coming into the middle of the room, where people were dancing, with some girl in tow. Music was blasting, Summer was smiling. Let the games begin.
A couple of hours and a good deal of lingering glances later and Seth started to accept the fact that maybe just maybe, Summer got him somewhere. Somewhere it was hard to let go. He also accepted the fact that he had a bit too much to drink and now everything was getting blurry, the loud music making it worse. He heard Summer laugh somewhere near by and turned around a little too quickly, stumbling towards the direction of her voice.
Summer noticed him coming up. She was watching his actions, noticing his drunken state and wondering to herself what he might do. She didn't have to wonder for long. Seth walked up, putting his one hand on the wall for support and the other somewhere on the side of a couch, catching Summer in between him and the wall she was leaning against. Chris was nowhere to be seen since he left to get her something to drink and Summer knew that no matter how skinny Seth looked she would have a hard time pushing him off.
He leaned in very closely, only inches away from her face and she could feel his breath, and smell the alcohol and only a faint smell of his cologne. She knew even as she was staring him down, that she didn't want him to leave. He was so close.
Seth smiled.
- "Well, well who do we have here? Summer Roberts. Having a
good time?"
Summer, long ago deciding not to give him any power under
any circumstance, tried to keep her cool.
- "Actually yes, though I don't see how its
any of your business. You don't have a gang of girls
surrounding you. That's surprising. Something wrong,
Romeo?"
He stared at her faking a sweet smile and somehow it
angered him that she did not seem to care about him.
- "So you and Chris, huh?
The happy couple. I thought you didn't
do that sort of thing? Thought you were too good to believe
in any guy."
Summer stared at him, realizing that her plan worked. He was jealous, hurt showing through his sarcasm. She got Seth Cohen to be jealous. Too bad medals weren't awarded for that kind of stuff. It was hard work.
Seth was angry, the alcohol only making it worse. He leaned closer, knowing that she was driving him crazy. He couldn't read Summer's expression; it was a mix of surprise and a smirk.
Almost nothing separating their lips, Summer despite herself, gave in. Her mind was racing with excuses, she was too drunk, she didn't know what she was doing, and this meant nothing. But even as she was trying to convince herself, when Summer felt Seth's lips, she got the feeling she hasn't had in a long time. She knew, unfortunately for her, she just let herself fall for the Romeo.
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