Chapter One

Disclaimer: I dont own The OC

Author's Note #1: FYI, in the story Seth & Anna stayed together and she moved back to Pittsburgh. Ryan & Marissa got back together.

Author's Note #2: It gets rated R next chapter...who knows for what but it wont be in the PG-13 section any more.

Ryan and Marissa laid together side by side in the poolhouse. Marissa had her head on Ryan's chest and Ryan had his arm around her waist. Marissa loved when they were together this way. Just quiet, speaking words a little, but usaully together in happiness.

"The Caribean is gonna be amazing," Marissa murmured.

Ryan nodded. "Seth and Anna are a blast to be with," Ryan said. Marissa sprung up.

"Excuse me?" she asked, upset.

"Well...Sandy's paying for me and Seth to go and bring two guests...Who did you think he'd bring?" Ryan explained.

"Summer's my best friend. We've wanted to go to St.Martin since the sixth grade!" Marissa said.

Ryan nodded. "I know, but do you really want to hear their bickering all trip?"

Marissa shrugged. "Look, I can't just leave my best friend behind,"

Ryan sighed. "Okay,"

Marissa smiled a huge smile and hugged Ryan and gave him a long kiss.

"I...love...when...you...get...your...way," Ryan said in between kisses.

"I hate when you get your way," Ryan muttered to Marissa as he sat next to her on the plane.

Marissa sighed and leaned her head on his shoulder, attempting to block out the fighting. They were all sitting in First Class, but apparently Seth and Summer took that as the right to fight as loudly as they desired.

"Cohen, don't touch my peanuts!" Summer yelped.

"I was about to say the same thing to you," Seth said as he eyes her hand on his knee.

"So you can still have children? I will hurt you, Cohen," Summer said seriously.

Ryan burst out in laughter he had been trying to hold in. Summer turned her attention to him.

"Shut up, Chino. I'll kick your ass too,"

Ryan continued to laugh and faced Marissa, who was just nodding and she gave him a look that said, "I'm telling you she will!" Ryan halted his laughter.

The plane landed and the group arrived at the lavish hotel. "Oh my God, this is amazing!" Marissa squealed.

They had gotten a huge suite. It was gorgeous. It had a kitchen, a living room, two bedrooms and two bathrooms. They lugged their bags up to the room.

"I'm rooming with Coop!" Summer yelled before anyone could object. Ryan glared at Marissa. She shrugged.

"Can we just unpack?" Seth sighed.

Summer rolled her eyes. "Yeah, whatever. Coop, let's get the blue room," she said.

Marissa bit her lip. "Um...Actually," she started.

Summer put one hand on her hip. "You wanna stay with Chino, huh?" she asked.

Marissa nodded. "I'm sorry, Sum. You know how it is," she answered.

Summer didn't reply but just said, "Fine! Cohen and I will get the blue room,"

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Summer sat on her bed and flipped through a magazine. Seth was watching TV on the king-sized bed, away from her.

"Summer?" he asked.

"What?" Summer replied, annoyed.

"Nevermind," Seth mumbled.

"You have my attention, use it, or I'll go back to reading about Ashlee Simpson's new boyfriend!" she said.

"Ashlee Simpson has a new boyfriend?" Seth asked with mock-interest.

"Cohen!"

Seth nodded. "Right. Look...Anna hasn't really talked to me in a few weeks and every time I call her, she talks for about 5 minutes and then blows me off. I don't know if...Should I be worried?"

Summer frowned. She hated to be reminded that Seth and Anna were together. In the back of her mind, no matter how much she denied it, she really wanted to believe that Seth was available...Maybe for herself.

"I don't know. I don't know," she answered.

"Thanks," Seth said sarcastically.

Summer hopped off the bed. "I'm gonna go get ready. Hitting the clubs tonight!" she said.

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Marissa looked at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. Her hair was just straightened, her bangs pushed to the side. She was wearing black pin-striped pants and a light blue C&C California layered tank. She was excited to go out with her friends and boyfriend.

Summer knocked on the door, and opened it before a reply could come out of Marissa's mouth. Summer was wearing tight Blue Cult antique-looking jeans and a blue striped Ella Mauss tube top. Her hair was up, and she had an impatient look on her face.

"Come on, Coop! We're wating!" she beckoned.

The club was booming with loud music, and there were sweaty young people dancing everywhere. The four were having a pretty good time, having a few drinks and talking.

Ryan kept a close watch on Marissa. He knew her drinking was a problem. She was sure not to get carried away, but it turned out Marissa wasn't the one they needed to be watching.

Seth felt his cell phone vibrating in his pocket and picked up. "Oh, hey Anna!" he said.

Summer bit her lip sadly. It still stung. She quickly ordered a few shots. It went downhill from there. Summer rarely drank, so it didn't take much to get her drunk. When she was drunk, she became very--affectionate.

"Is Summer dancing with another guy?" Marissa asked, surveying the scene alongside Ryan.

Ryan nodded. "Can we get please get out of here?" he asked over the loud music. He then gave her a wet kiss. "There's stuff I wanna do at the hotel room,"

Marissa smiled. She was no match for Ryan's puppy eyes. She shrugged. "I'll just go tell Seth to make sure Summer gets back safe," she said.

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Seth waited patiently for Summer. He couldn't help but feel jealous of all the guys she danced with. He had a girlfriend! He couldn't still like Summer. But it was so obvious to himself that he did.

Seth checked his watch. It was almost three o'clock in the morning. He walked over to Summer and grabbed her hand. "We're leaving!" he shouted.

Summer could barely walk out of the club. Seth ended up carrying her in his arms all the way back to the hotel. She murmured a few complaints about leaving, but Seth ignored them. He finally got back to the room and plopped her on the bed.

"Ow! Cohen!" she shrieked.

"Summer, don't start," he said.

"You didn't have to do this for me," Summer said quietly, beginning a ramble. She inched over to Seth's side and laid next to him.

He sighed. "I'll always do something for you...I care about you, you know that," Seth said.

Summer curled up aganist his warm body and looked at him. "You care about her more," she whispered, hurt.

Seth shook his head. "Don't......I've always had feelings for you," he said, ashamed.

Summer closed thr gap between their mouths and put her tongue into Seth's mouth. She ran her fingers on Seth's neck. It was so right, so perfect.

Seth pulled away.

"You know I have--" he said.

Summer nodded. She was so tired she just laid next to him and fell asleep wrapped up in to Seth's warm body. He didn't move a muscle that night.