Brats

Seth was getting quite sick of waking up in weird positions. It seemed like it was happening more and more now. He tried to untangle his sore limbs from under Summer's dead weight. She was probably the thinnest girl he knew besides the stick known as Marissa, but when she was asleep, it was hard to budge her.

"Sum…" he whispered into her ear. "SUM…" he yelled a bit louder when she didn't even stir.

Her eyes flew open, quickly narrowing, as the heel of her hand made contact with Seth's shoulder. "COHEN!"

"What woman? YOU are on top of ME!"

"Get the hell off of me…wait…why am I on you? This whole uncomfortable sleeping positions are really getting old…"

"You seemed pretty happy about the arrangements last night…" Seth smirked.

Summer closed her eyes briefly trying to remember through her sleep filled mind. "Oh yeahhh…" she groaned, "The Valentines Day slow dance flashback. What's with us and cheesy moments huh?"

"Shut up. You love it."

"Seth."

"What?" he muttered in a seductive voice.

Summer stared into his eyes for a few seconds before announcing, "Move. My legs are numb."

"You will be the death of me…" he murmured as he tried to roll off of her before realizing that SHE was on top of HIM for about the tenth time in the past few minutes. They rolled off the bed, slamming into the cold hard floor with a large thump.

"What did you say?" Summer whispered into Seth's ear.

"I said…YOU…WILL…BE…THE…DEATH…OF…ME!" he groaned as he massaged the back of his head.

Satisfied, Summer stood up with little difficulty, and stretched. "As long as it's me, and no other girl."

With that she turned around and walked toward the door. Once she was in the doorway, she turned around slowly. "Come on Cohen. We have packing to do."

Seth just stared at her in disbelief. "That was cute Summer."

She cast her eyes downward, before whispering, "What?"

"Nothing…just…nothing." Seth muttered as he hopped up.

They both knew very well what he was talking about. Seth grinned to himself as he walked toward the small girl edging out into the hall. He leaned towards her ear, and brushed the edge of her cheek with his lips before whispering, "I wouldn't want anyone but you to kill me anyway."

With a small smile, Summer grabbed his hand, and pulled him down the hall.

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"You have got to be kidding me Seth."

"WHAT?"

"You said the tickets would be here!" Ryan ran his hands through his hair a bit disgruntled. Marissa rubbed her temples, while Summer looked around the airport oblivious.

"That's what mom said! She said they would be right here…waiting for us this morning!"

It was Friday morning and the four kids had arrived bright and early at the airport to pick up their tickets and take the (very) short flight to Newport. Now as they faced the ticket counter, a lady with a strong Spanish accent was gesturing that she didn't have any tickets under Cohen.

"Well…what are we supposed to do now?" Ryan asked his voice rising steadily.

"Dude…I told you. Mom was supposed to have sent the tickets. It's not my fault!"

Marissa snorted. "I SO should have expected this…Seth you are so incompetent sometimes…my God."

Summer finally came out of her trance, and grabbed his hand protectively. "Marissa…Ryan…calm down. Just think about it. How is any of this Seth's fault?"

"Because…it just is…" Ryan muttered.

"Yeah! God Summer, do you have to be such a little brat? You too Seth! You're both brats!" Marissa chimed in.

"Excuse me?" a small voice came from behind the counter. All four whirled around. "I have four tickets for Cohen…"

Seth reached out and snatched the envelope with a curt nod. Then he grabbed Summers hand as they took off across the airport.

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Approximately a half an hour later they were standing in Newport, ready to get their luggage. Luckily a ten minute flight didn't leave much time for bickering, but it had left a lot of room for silence. Ryan and Marissa had sat quietly fuming on one side of the plane, while Seth and Summer sat fuming on the other.

Summer grabbed Seth's hand again as they made their way out of the airport, not looking back to see if Ryan and Marissa were following. "Cohen.."

He glanced down at her, anger evident in his eyes, but they slowly softened at the distressed look he got. "Summer…"

"Why does this always happen? Are we just that hard to get along with? I don't want Marissa and Ryan to be mad at us. Again."

"I know…but sometimes I just get sick of the way they treat us. Like we're little kids. Sor-ry if we have fun sometimes…I'm sorry if I started this…"

"No! Cohen…I'm on your side…it was all their fault. What I AM saying, is that maybe we should apologize, so we can get on with the trip. I mean, we are about to get some HUGE news about Oliver. I don't think we can afford to be fighting with our only 'witnesses'."

Seth heaved a deep sight, and opened his mouth to answer, but was cut off by a familiar voice.

"SETH! SUMMER! Over here!" Kirsten yelled from across the street in the parking lot.

"Hey…Hey mom!" Seth yelled raising his arm in a half-hearted wave. "Come on lets go…" he murmured to Summer, and went to grab her hand before he realized his mom was running toward him.

"Hi kids…where are Ryan and Marissa?" Kirsten asked a bit out of breath.

"Oh.. They're back there…" Seth gestured vaguely.

Kirsten's eyes narrowed at the lack of enthusiasm from her son, but continued anyway as Ryan and Marissa strutted up to them. "Well…hello Ryan…Marissa…we have to go right NOW. You're father just called. Big news big news!"

"Whoah…mom slow down…" Seth laughed.

"Shut up Seth…we have to go…now!"

"What is going on Mrs. Cohen? Is it something about Oliver?" Summer asked trying to get some information out of the excited blonde in front of her.

Marissa snorted. "Who else would it be about?"

This of course recieved a glare that could kill from both Seth and Summer.

Kirsten looked back and forth between the couples, before grabbing Seth and Ryan's arms, and pulling them towards the car. "COME ON GUYS!"

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Too bad the four kids were too busy glaring at each other to notice a man's face barely peeking out from behind a palm tree. His eyes never left their retreating backs, slightly narrowing as they got in the shiny car waiting in the parking lot. And too bad they were still glaring at each other in the car to notice the man step out from behind the tree and walk briskly towards an awaiting car. And too bad they didn't notice that very car following them…all the way home.

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ok ok don't be mad at me! I had to bring up the whole Ryan/Marissa Seth/ Summer conflict…It'll work better with the story. So for all of you RM fans…SORRY! I know you wanted more of them…and believe me there will be in future chapters. Also, sorry I didn't get to the Oliver news…I'm still planning that out. I'm not sure when the next chapter will be done…I honestly have no idea what to do… so if you have any ideas feel free to comment and tell me!