Thanks for liking it. It means junk. Haha. No, I dont talk like that. Do you even get it? Anyways. No Seth isnt a virgin. Yummy. Watch Unbroken. It inspired me. I dont own the characters, just this story.

Chapter 6

Summer started thrashing around her room, knocking things off shelves and tables. She threw a phone at her mirror and it smashed into little pieces. She started crying and slumped down leaning on her dresser-drawers for support. She cried herself to sleep.

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Seth pased back and forth his room, holding onto Captain Oats. He was petting his maine and thinking to himself. Did I rush it? Does she hate me for trying?... No ofcorse she doesn't she wanted it to.. right? God why hasn't she phoned me? Seth was interupted by a ringing sound at his door. He droped Captain Oats on his bed and ran for it. Maybe its her.. As he opened the door, the smile on his face dropped. He didn't know how to feel.

"Anna?"

"Hey, Seth! You remember!" She smiled and jumped on his neck for a hug.

What a fucking coincidence..

"Anna what are you doing here? This is an awesome surprise!" He said, putting on a smile. Jesus.

"Well, Im at sailing camp again this Summer, aren't you?"

"Um, well no Im not."

"Oh.." Anna looked disipointed. "Well anyways, Im at sailing camp again, and I thought I'd drop in before we started. Its in a week. Maybe I can get you to go?"

"Haha, sorry Elmo, doubt it. Got myself a girlfriend this time." Seth said, smiling. Elmo was a nickname Seth gave to Anna three years ago at the first ever sailing camp. She had everything 'elmo' all over her bunk. He'd been calling her that ever since.

I dont even have a nickname for Summer..

"So, uhh.. Elmo.. wanna sit?"

"Um, actually Seth, do you mind if I get a drink? Im parched."

"What, not enough water out in the pacific ocean?"

"Ha. Im laughing on the inside."

"Really? I thought your inside was empty.."

"Thats why the laughter echo's."

"Mm."

Anna grabbed herself a bottle of water out from the fridge door. "You want one, skipper?"

"Would you give skipper a rest there gramma?" Seth laughed. There was an old joke about Seth, and how he 'liked' old men, from camp.

"Do you want a bottle of water or not, Seth?" Anna asked, straining on the "th" sound.

Seth grabbed the water from Annas hand. "Thanks 'Mo."

Anna sat on the couch, in a 'sexy' position. It was the first time Seth noticed how short Annas skirt was, and how low-cut her shirt was.

"Um, so 'mo, I better get going, I mean.. I need to go shopping with my girlfriend."

"But Seth, You live here."

"Right. So that means..?"

"Maybe I should go."

"Right. Maybe you should. What hotel?"

"Four seasons."

"Room number?"

"Ill give you my cell number, skipper."

"Okay.."

Anna wrote down a few numbers on Seths hand, and then a little heart and 'A.S.' after it. "Bye Snugglebee!" She yelled, why walking out of the door.

Snugglebee? What the fuck?

"Snugglebee huh?" Sandy asked as he walked into the room.

"Uhh.. I guess so?"

"What ever happened to Skipper?"

"You knew about that?!"

"I knew about everything. Was that Anna? What happened to Summer, son?"

"Yes and, Im about to go get her. Maybe a little mall time."

"Uh-oh, what'd you do this time?"

"Dunno. But, hey it was great talking to you. Or no, but hey. Im going to get Summer now. Bye."

Seth made a run for the door, and headed to Summers.

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Thankfully, Summer got her room cleaned up before Seth got there, and put on a good face. When she woke up, she found bruses on both her inner-thighs and on both her upper-arms. She wore jeans and a long-sleeved tee shirt. Her hair was still messy, but she cleaned it up so it looked like it was supposed to be that way. Everyone was stairing at her. Did they know?

"Hey, Maybe we should get something to eat?" Seth suggested.

"Im not hungry."

"Your never hungry Summer."

"Fine, lets go eat!" And make me EVEN FATTER! Jesus, thanks Cohen. I'll have you to blame.

They stopped in at the food court, Seth got a large Poutine and a small cheeseburger for himself, and - "What do you want sweety?"

"Whatevers fine."

-A small poutine and 4 chicken nuggets.

Summer was shoveling hers in. Man this is good. She quickly was done the poutine and was halfway through her chicken. Now they were both done.

"Cohen, I need to go to the bathroom."

He nodded his head, and she headed off. He figured it was a 'womens problem' and he definitly didnt want to ask.

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Summer started throwing up the food that was consumed only minutes before, making sure none of it Settled in her stomach. She gagged herself again, huring to make sure no-one heard her. Once she was sure it was all out, she flushed the toilet and washed out her mouth, heading out the bathroom door.

Whos that talking to Cohen?

Wow. Shes hot. She had short, pixie blonde hair, and a punky-'her-own-style' look. Anna.

As Summer got closer, The pixie walked off, struting her stuff. Hey! I have the same skirt!

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As Summer got out of Cohens car, she started to see something white flickering from the bottom of her door. She bent down and picked it up. Oh My God. It was a letter.

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So, whatd you think? Hope ya liked. Hope the nicknames made sense. Reviews would be appreciated.

Amanda.

Brodes - Evil Look Muahaha. See if you picked up on what he ment by What a fucking coincidence. Any ideas? (Note This is for all readers).