Chapter Twenty One

When class ended, Seth darted out the door, in search of Summer. This was the only class in the day when Seth and Summer were apart, but they always managed to find each other in the end. Seth's protectiveness over Summer always triggered his Spider Senses. Seth ran to Summer's Math class, as she was walking out- but this time, not alone.

Seth glared at the boy who accompanied her. Summer was laughing, as she walked in front of him. She quickly turned around, almost causing a collision.

"Listen, Daniel," Summer said sweetly. The guy hovered over her, his tall and muscular silhouette- a jock probably, "I'm glad we're doing the project together, don't get me wrong-," Summer's voice got extremely quiet, so Seth couldn't hear, "I mean, really, don't get me wrong, but I'm not into you." Summer confessed. The guy looked like he had just been slapped- by a one thousand pound block of ice, "No really- you're getting me wrong. I already have someone and maybe the news hasn't yet really gotten to you," Summer didn't know the right way to say this, "But Seth and I are engaged." Summer said, with a smirk on her face. She would never go out with a super freak like Daniel, and now she actually had an excuse.

"Engaged in what? Is that what people are calling it these days?" Daniel said blankly, not really 'clicking'.

Summer laughed, rolling her eyes, "Daniel, engaged as in we're getting married."

"We are?" Daniel asked, a wide grin shoving its way through his hurt face. He looked enlightened by it all. Summer glared at him, not able to take his stupidity further.

"You idiot! Seth Cohen and Iare getting married." Summer said, her smile shredding into pieces.

"You know, Summer, if you don't want to go out with me, you don't have to make up some unbelievable excuse not to. I can take the blow- but I don't like liars." Daniel said before he shoved his hands into his pockets and turned around to leave. Summer touched his arm, pulling him back gently.

"That's not what I meant," Summer said, "I wouldn't go out with you even if Seth and I weren't getting married- but we really are." Summer said with a smirk on her face, "Why are guys like you so dense?" Summer asked, turning on her heal. As she was leaving she turned her head to call out, "Seven O'clock, my house- Sharp. We have a project to finish." She said, as she approached Seth, who seemed to be looking at the situation in disgust.

"Saw you talking to Daniel." Seth said gravely, looking away.

"We have a project together," Summer laughed, "You're such a jealous fool." She shook her head jokingly, as she stared at Seth's comforting eyes. "I told him we were getting married, so he would back off with the flirting, Seth. You know I'm not into that anymore. I've got you – why would I need Daniel?" She asked maturely. Seth was pouting like a child.

"Okay." He finally said, to Summer's satisfaction.

"Good!" She said, as she cheerfully leaned in to kiss her honey. Knowing that Daniel was still watching, Summer lifted her leg up, as she continued to kiss passionately. When she pulled away, she made sure to glance at Daniel, who was watching Seth and Summer wearily. She winked at him, and shrugged, walking hand in hand with Seth.

Marissa and Ryan got out of their class, walking together down the hall. They willed to meet Seth and Summer in the student lounge, so they could converse the idiocy of their previous class. To their luck, on their way to the lounge, their was Seth and Summer, with about twenty minutes to spare before their next class – which coincidentally, they all shared.

"Lounge?" Seth asked unsurely. He still had that jealous glare on his face, and everybody noticed it.

"Yeah," Marissa said smiling, "What's the matter Seth? It looks like something crawled up your butt, and died there. Is everything okay?" Marissa was laughing. She knew Seth's jealous face oh-too-well.

"I was talking to Daniel about a project," Summer rolled her eyes as she explained, "At first, he was flirting major, and I told him I was getting married to Seth. He thought it was an excuse, so I said 'I wouldn't go out with you even if Seth and I weren't getting married- but we really are.', and I guess that's when he left me alone." Summer was grinning, "And now, Seth thinks I'm ditching him for another loser jock- Because you all know that I would." Summer said sarcastically. Seth looked up at her in worry, "Seth!" Summer shrieked, realising Seth didn't see the joke in it all, "Sarcasm, honey!" Summer said, hugging Seth with all her might, so maybe she might squeeze out the jealous him.

"Right." Seth nodded, pretending he knew all along, "Lounge, anyone? The day isn't get any younger." Seth said, enlightened. They all paraded into the lounge, and got themselves some coffee, and little treats.

"Grande Vanilla Latte, please, with a blueberry-cranberry low-fat muffin." Marissa ordered, as she got out her wallet, and a bill. Once she got her order, she waited leaning her tray against the counter.

"Grande Coffee, double cream with a raspberry-lemon muffin." Summer ordered, doing the same thing.

Ryan and Seth already pre-discussed their order, and they decided that this time, Ryan would pay, and the next time Seth would as he couldn't find his wallet at the moment, "Two Grande Iced Cappuccinos, please." Ryan asked, and after a moment's time, he received his order.

All four of them went to sit on the lounge's trademark comfortable couches. Summer sat with Seth, and Marissa with Ryan – both men had their arms over the ladies.

"How was class?" Summer asked.

"Fantastic," Marissa said, laughing. "Yours?"

"Quite eventful, actually." Summer said, "I'm dumped with an entire project, due Friday- giving me, what? Three days?" Summer said, annoyed, "To add to that, I'm partnered with the biggest idiot on the planet." Summer complained further.

"You'll do fine- you always pull through." Marissa said, smiling.

"I'm just hoping he doesn't get the wrong idea. I hope I made it clear enough to him, that I don't like him- I hope he understands that he's totally EW." Summer said, worry shimmering on her face.