Weeks
It had been a few weeks since Summer's fantastic "war plans." Both Kirsten and Sandy had been talked too, and although they were a bit skeptical, they supported their kids, and had already begun to research the past Oliver case. College was finally picking up, but that just meant harder classes, and less free time. There had been no Oliver sightings since, which had actually been kind of frusterating. Ryan and Marissa were still happy with staying home, relaxing, and having fun by themselves, while Seth and Summer were more about the party scene. Of course, it was mostly Summer, but by force, Seth like the party scene too…
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"Another party? Sum, you have got to be kidding me. Seriously. This is like the third one tonight." Seth whined as he was pulled down the street toward a large frat house with music pumping so loud he swore he could see the walls shake.
"SHUT it Cohen. Come on. It's not my fault that everyone loves me, and invites me to their parties."
Seth snorted. "Summer. This is a FRAT party. Nobody gets invited. You just show up to get drunk. Duh."
Summer continued walking. "Don't say duh."
They finally walked up to the house, Summer yanking on Seth's hand, pulling him through the crowds of kids that smelled of beer and smoke. A beer was immediately forced into his hand, and he took a sip and winced immediately. Definitely the worst beer of the night. He looked over at Summer who was making the same face.
"Well, at least we won't have a hangover tomorrow…"
Summer grinned and wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning in towards his ear. "Did I ever tell you how much I love going to college with you?"
"No…as a matter a fact you have not…"
Summer giggled. "Well I do. I love it."
Seth pulled her closer and whispered back, "Why are we here?"
"I'm not sure at the moment…" Summer replied as she kissed him deeply.
After a few minutes, Seth decided to take action. He wrapped his arm around her Summer's waist, and pulled her towards the door. Even though she had just been protesting leaving, she was more than ready now.
They almost had reached the door, when Seth felt a shove into his side. He whirled around, almost expecting to see Oliver's face staring back at him. But all he saw was a big, red, drunk face staring off into the distance. Then he felt the cold wetness seep into his jeans. He looked down and saw that his pants were completely covered…in beer from the kids now empty cup.
Summer couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Seth peed his pa-a-a-a-nts"
Luckily it was dark and loud so nobody could hear or see…but that didn't stop Seth from running out as fast as he could, yanking Summer behind him.
"SO…SO…SO COLD." Seth shivered as he hit the cold air.
"Poor baby…" Summer giggled as she wrapped her arms around him and led him towards the dorm rooms.
"Summer…no seriously…it's so cold…I think I'm going to get hypothermia…and die."
"You are SUCH a wimp."
"Shut up. That wimp is dating YOU."
"Shit. I forgot that little detail."
"You are mean." Seth pouted.
"You are a baby."
"Shut up."
"No you!"
"YOU."
Summer laughed as she looked at the stained pants again.
"I'm cold." Seth pouted.
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Once they got back to the dorms, and Seth had changed into dry pants, he almost expected to be assaulted with cries of wanting to go to more parties. That is, until he saw Summer had tuned up his "stereo" (which consisted of an old boom box) and was bopping around the room to the beat.
"What are you doing?"
Summer shot him a dirty look. "What do you THINK I'm doing?"
Seth shrugged.
"I…AM…DAAAANCING!"
"How much have you had to drink tonight?" Seth asked chuckling to himself.
"Not that much surprisingly." Summer gasped as she spun around the room. The song came to an abrupt end, as did she, with an exhausting routine of quick movements and, of course, a pose.
Seth stood there just staring. "Seriously Sum. You are going crazy."
Summer refused to move from her pose, of both arms in the air, hips stuck out at a jaunty angle. "You are such a big meanie!"
"Oh, I am the big meanie? I'm pretty sure you were the one who laughed at my wet pants."
Summer dropped her pose, and doubled over laughing. "I just noticed you have new pants on! Good."
"Why good?" Seth asked a bit weary of the answer.
"Because…we're going out."
Seth groaned with all the power he had. "I was SO afraid you were going to say that. Why don't you just keep dancing? It's better seeing you spaz out than go to another dumbass party."
"The parties are not dumb. And YOU are the ass. Besides, this song is slow. I can't dance to it."
Seth stepped forward, whispering, "That's because you don't have anyone to dance WITH." He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close.
Summer sighed deeply. "Coh-en."
"Wha-at?"
Seth felt her relax, and before he knew it, her arms were around his neck, and she was leaning in towards him. "You are really manipulative."
"All part of my charm babe."
Summer sighed and didn't move when the song ended, as they continued to sway back and forth in the middle of the dorm room. There wasn't much room, so they stayed in one spot for the most part.
Seth breathed in the scent of her hair, and laughed as they stopped moving all together. "We're not dancing anymore."
"Shut up Cohen. For once…just shut up." Summer muttered as she clung tighter to his body, pressing her face into his soft shirt, and clamping around his neck as hard as she could.
"Shutting up now."
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Seth groaned as he turned his body around. He was in a highly uncomfortable position, his head against the wall, and his legs stretched the opposite direction. In fact they were on top of Summer's. Somehow they had ended up on the bed, and somehow it was already nine o'clock in the morning. He heard the familiar buzz of his cell phone, next the bed.
Trying to loosen himself from Summer's grasp, he moved his body with a lot of difficult as Summer clung to him, being almost violent although asleep, as she grabbed his waist and held on. Seth finally reached his phone, but Summer was still attached, and now was pulled across the bed, under Seth's body.
"Hello?" he grunted as she transferred Summer to weight on top of him.
"Seth? This is Mom."
"Oh, hey Mom…what's up?"
"Honey, we found out some stuff on Oliver. There is a ton actually. And your father and I agree that you guys should come up here over the weekend…we can go over everything then. Is that okay?" Kirsten's worried voice filled the phone.
"Yeah…yeah sure Mom. That sounds good. Do you want us to fly…? Because we sort of don't have a car at the moment…"
"Sure. Then you guys can drive back to school so you DO have a car. We'll send you tickets in the next few days."
"Okay…sounds great Mom. Thanks…for everything you guys are doing."
"Oh honey. It's no problem at all. If someone is bothering you four, then your father and I will do everything we can to help you. So I guess we'll see you on Friday night?"
"Yep. See you then." Seth pressed 'end' on his phone, and then realized that Summer was still on top of him.
"Sum…Summer." He whispered in her ear.
Summer awoke with a start, realizing her strange body position. "Cohen…why am I on top of you?" she asked in a drowsy voice.
"Because you wouldn't let go." Seth answered simply. "But my mom just called. They found some stuff about Oliver. We're going back home on Friday night."
Summer just lay her head down on Seth's chest. "Okay…"
"Is that a problem?" Seth asked a little worried at her slow reaction.
"No…it's just…we're going back to Newport." She replied in a disgusted voice.
"I know…back to the Newpsies and the water polo players. I just CAN'T wait." Seth's voice dripped with sarcasm.
Summer giggled into his shirt and they both fell asleep, still in that awkward position. As they both drifted into a deep sleep, smiles slowly grew on both of their faces as they held each other tight.
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cheesy cheesy cheesy I know. But I got somewhere finally. Next chapter will be of course the reunion of Sandy and Kirsten with the four kids. Fun stuff.