This chapter is dedicated to Dani. Everything that happens in it was her idea. The only thing I did was write it ;) I might update a lot sooner this time, sorry for the long hiatus!
Walking On The Water (dedicated to Dani)"Mmmmh, this IS California." Summer said and stretched on her deck chair while she looked at the cloudless sky and the sun that was shining down on her and her friends.
Next to her, she felt Jenny stretching too. "I can understand why you like it here." She said and yawned, rubbing her eyes. "But… I mean… this is all better in real California, isn't it?"
Now Summer opened her eyes fully again and turned her head, making a face to her best friend. "Great work, Jen. You just ruined my dream of home for me."
Jenny's eyes widened. "Why? What did I do?"
Summer made a face and lifted her sunglasses to have a better look on Jenny. "You just reminded me that we're in some silly indoor swimming pool in the middle of Chicago." Summer said and put her sunglasses back on her nose.
Jenny smiled and shook her head. This was so typically Summer. Even though she played like feeling good and at home in Chicago all the time, Jenny knew that deep down, Summer missed "her" California, as she always called it.
"And I'm so pale, it's embarrassing. I look like a ghost." Summer whimpered while examining her arms and legs. Jenny laughed and shook her head, pointing at herself. "Look at me, silly. I bet you've never been this pale before."
Summer raised an eyebrow and looked over to Jenny for the instant of a second before checking herself for tan and no tan again. "You're from Boise." She said with some dislike in her voice, her eyes never leaving her perfectly tanned body. Summer didn't live in California anymore, that was true, and as a consequence of that, she didn't go the beach anymore to work on her tan as she had always done it, but growing up in California for 18 years had definitely done its work on Summer's skin. She was always naturally a little more tanned than others. But obviously not tanned well enough for her own eyes.
"And being from Boise is so bad because..."
"Shut up, it's not bad. Well, it's not suspenseful either, but..." Summer paused and curled her lips when her examining eyes had reached her belly, which was way too pale for Summer's taste. In an theatrical attempt to seem pissed by her pale skin Summer threw her head back and watched the glass roof of the indoor pool, and the sun that was shining beyond it. How good it would be to be back in good old California by now...
"Summer?" Jenny's voice interrupted Summer's mind travel back to California and Summer looked at her friend again.
"What?"
"You wanted to tell me why it's bad to be from Boise." Jenny said, her eyebrows raised.
It took Summer some time to process what Jenny wanted from her, and when she finally understood, she shook her head energetically.
"Silly, I said it's not bad to be from Boise." She repeated. "But being from any other state than Florida or California is the best excuse to look as pale as you do."
"Sweet." Jenny replied and yawned, crossing her hands behind her head. "So then why's your good friend Seth so pale when he's from California?" she asked, her eyes teasing Summer.
Jenny saw how at the word "Seth", Summer jumped a little and stopped the permanent touching of the "too pale" skin parts of her body for a second. Smiling to herself, Jenny recalled the picture from the weekend before, when Chris and her had spotted Seth and Summer making out in the middle of the club.
Well, not really in the middle of the club, but they had been making out. And it had been a very long and very hot make out session. And even though Jenny had been drunk she had been able to witness it, the whole thing... from Summer falling and tripping over Seth over Seth catching her to them making out – and so had Chris. And the witnessing of this interaction had been one of the reasons why Chris and her had attracted Summer to this indoor pool on this sunny but still quite cold Wednesday afternoon.
"Well, Cohen is..." Summer paused and started to inspect her skin again, obviously searching for the right words. "...special." she finally said and smiled innocently at Jenny.
Jenny raised an eyebrow and nodded. "Special." She repeated and studied the reaction on Summer's face, which didn't lead her anywhere because right at that moment, Chris came walking up to the girls with three alcohol free cocktails in his hands, and Summer held her hands out to one of the cocktails, smiling.
Rolling her eyes at the lost opportunity to carefully check on Summer's thoughts Jenny reached out for the cocktails as well and took a big sip of hers.
"Aww thanks, Chris." Summer chimed and stirred around in the cocktail with her straw.
"Yes Chris, thanks." Jenny said and narrowed her eyes at Chris who shrugged innocently.
Chris smiled and crossed his legs, graciously sipping at his cocktail and obviously enjoying himself. "So, what are you girls talking about?" he asked and smiled at them, giving them his full attention.
"My skin is too pale." Summer said and pouted, looking down on herself for emphasize. "I look like a ghost and I'm not supposed to."
Chris squeezed Summer's arm and shook his head enthusiastically. "Honey..." he examined Summer from head to toe, "you're not looking like a ghost at all! You look amazing."
Summer smiled sweetly and found herself blushing a little. "Chris, you're so sweet."
At that comment, Chris' smile got only wider. "And everybody who doesn't know you could easily tell that you're a real Miss California."
Summer laughed and shook her head. "Sure they would. Because I have that written all over my face." She said and made a face that made Chris laugh. He raised his forefinger and pressed his cocktail into Jenny's hand who was staring at him like he was insane.
The two girls shot each other a questioning glare and watched Chris as he went over to their deck chair neighbor, made him look over to Summer and Jenny and pointed out to Summer. Raising an eyebrow, Summer watched as Chris and the guy he was talking to started to laugh all of a sudden, both staring at Summer and nodding.
"What the hell is he doing?" Jenny asked with her eyes wide open, unable to blink.
"I guess I don't wanna know." Summer replied, her gaze still glued to Chris and the boy.
After a few minutes, Chris shook the other guy's hand and came walking over to Summer and Jenny again, taking the cocktail from Jenny and taking a huge sip. "So I made a survey..." he started and emptied almost his whole cocktail after that with one huge gulp, "over there, and asked this guy where he thinks you're coming from."
Summer shook her head in disbelievement, her eyes big. "Uh-huh."
"And he said he thinks you're from California. Or you're coming right out of the tanning studio."
"Oh come on, Chris." Jenny said and sat up straight. "No way you asked this guy that."
Chris raised an eyebrow and tried to be offended, but this attempt didn't quite work out. "Fine, if you don't believe me..." he said and pouted.
Now Summer shook her head too and grinned. "Chris, due to all respect – but I doubt you asked this guy stuff about me. I mean he's pretty hot, but..."
"There's no "but". He's pretty hot and that's enough as an argument." Jenny completed Summer's sentence and smiled victoriously at Chris, who just shrugged and gave the girls an innocent smile "Okay, I might have asked him if he wants to go out sometime."
Jenny and Summer grinned at each other, and Jenny threw a fist in the air. "Knew it!" she yelled, proud of herself. "What did he say?"
"He said with any of you guys anytime... but with me... like never."
Summer raised an eyebrow. "And you think that's funny?"
Chris shrugged. "Why not? I mean he's just being honest."
Just when Summer was about to reply her bag that was sitting next to her deck chair on the floor started to vibrate, and she put her cocktail down to search for her cell phone. The caller ID told her that it was Craig who was calling, and she sighed a little, holding up the phone in the air. Jenny and Chris nodded and Summer left their little place for some privacy on the phone.
Jenny watched Summer leaving, and as soon as her best friend was out of earshot, she leant over to Chris with an conspirational look on her face.
"You ruined the perfect moment before." She mumbled through gritted teeth.
"What for?" Chris asked, and Jenny shook her head unnerved.
"I had her where I wanted her. She just started to talk about Seth when you showed up."
Chris' eyes widened and he sat closer to Jenny, grinning broadly. Everytime Chris sensed some good gossip he was always hooked for it.
"So what did she say?" he asked, his face shining like the face of a child on Christmas Day.
Jenny hit him in the arm and rolled her eyes. "Duh! Nothing! You came and ruined the moment!"
Chris opened his mouth to respond, but he didn't know what to say, so he just sat in front of Jenny with his mouth wide open.
Jenny rolled her eyes again. "Oh boy, great defense you have here." Ignoring that Chris was sticking out his tongue to her, she went on.
"So what are we gonna do? I NEED to talk to her about that kiss. It's killing me."
Chris snorted. "Tell me about it. This is eating me alive." He replied and nodded.
"So... what-are-we-gonna-do?" Jenny repeated, nearing her face to Chris'.
"One thing is sure. We can't just ask her. Or tell her we saw her. You know her and she would shut up completely." Chris explained and sighed, leaning back in his deck chair again.
"Maybe we should talk to Seth first." He said and yawned.
Jenny shook her head enthusiastically. "Never in a million years. I wanna hear it from her first. Seth is easier to crack, but getting the info out of Summer is like my new life-time-goal."
"Alright, and how are you gonna get it out of her?" Chris asked and Jenny just stared at him, blinking.
"Sounds like you've given your plan a lot thought." Chris said after a while. "My plan would be just to ask her."
"Ask her what?" When Chris heard Summer's voice he sat up straight all of a sudden, his eyes widened in shock.
Jenny grinned insecurily. "Ask you... if you... could get Chris another drink. I mean you're already up."
Summer raised one eyebrow, not really buying her friend's explanation. "Sure." She said and wandered off again.
Both Chris and Jenny stared after her in silence, each of them hanging on to their own thoughts.
Jenny sighed and sat up, propping her elbows on her knees. "So seriously... what do you think this kiss meant?"
Chris shrugged. "I've always been the one who said that they're the perfect couple. And that it's a riddle to me why they broke up in the first place."
Jenny nodded. "Summer doesn't love Craig." She stated.
"Yeah, try and tell her that. She's living in her own little world called "denial."" Chris answered and looked up to check if Summer was already on her way back.
"Have you talked to Seth lately?"
"What, you mean about him and Summer?" Chris asked, and Jenny nodded.
Chris laughed and shook his head. "Every time I even mention the names Seth and Summer in one sentence he kicks my ass. A few days ago I saw them hugging on the campus and I made some joke about them. I guess if Seth would've had a gun or something he would've shot me right away. He was so pissed."
Jenny nodded. "He's always that pissed when you talk to him about that topic. Which means..."
Chris smiled. "Which means that he knows we're right. And he doesn't wanna admit it."
Jenny grinned and held up her hand for Chris to high five it. "Exactly. We're so good."
Chris nodded and yawned. "That we are."
Meanwhile, just a few miles away, Seth sat in front of his laptop in his and Amy's apartment, trying desperately to get some homework and some research for his and Summer's report done. But every time he tried to concentrate his thoughts drifted off to his birthday, and the things that had happened back then.
Even though he and Summer had decided to be cool about the kiss, Seth still couldn't forget how wonderful and amazing this kiss had been. He had even dreamt about it at night – every night – since his birthday, and that was beginning to annoy him. He wasn't with Summer, he didn't love Summer – so why was he thinking about her all the time?
Seth stood up from his laptop to get himself something to drink when he stumbled over one of Amy's high heels, and he cursed to himself. Did this girl have to leave her stuff everywhere? Couldn't she just put her shoes back where they belonged? He rubbed his knee and proceeded to the kitchen, this time thinking about Amy and the stupid baby conversation she had masked as a "birthday present" for him. He was still wondering what devil had taken possession of her when she had told him that she wanted to have a baby.
Shaking his head, Seth had finally arrived at the refrigerator and was just about to take a bottle of water out of it when the telephone started to ring.
He sighed, rolling his eyes, and put the bottle down and went over to the counter where telephone sat.
"Hello?"
"Hey buddy, it's me."
Seth's face lightened up when he recognized Ryan's voice at the other end of the line, and he took his bottle and went into the living room, slumping down on the couch.
"Hey man, what's up? How are you?" he asked and took a sip of his water.
"I'm good, everything's fine. Kim and I... sorta..." Ryan paused. "We're having a baby."
Seth's eyes widened and he almost choked from his water. "What?" he exclaimed, still coughing.
"We're having a baby." Ryan repeated and Seth could practically feel how his brother grinned to himself at the moment.
Closing his eyes, Seth sighed. "Those babies are haunting me." He said and shook his head.
"Hey, glad that makes you happy." Ryan said sarcastically.
Seth sighed and opened his eyes again. "No, it's not that I'm not... happy for you." He said sincerely. He was happy for Ryan, as long as Ryan was happy too. And when Seth had visited them back in Newport Ryan and Kim had already told him that they were trying to get pregnant, so Kim's pregnancy wasn't really a surprise. "It's just that I had this baby discussion with Amy recently."
"You did? Wanna have one, too?" Ryan asked, surprised.
Seth shook his head energetically. "Nooooo. No way. Amy does, and when I told her I don't wanna have a baby yet she told me that I didn't love her."
"Ouch."
Seth nodded. "Yes man. Exactly."
"So you've got trouble in paradise, huh?"
Seth sighed. "Kind of. I bet if Amy found out that Summer and I kissed on my birthday party she would flip completely."
After Seth had given away this information, the other end of the line went dead silent, and Seth could practically see the shocked face Ryan had at that moment. He sighed again and nodded to himself. He even wondered why he had told Ryan about the kiss, but he guessed it had just slipped out. No, he had burned to talk to someone about the kiss, and with Ryan on the telephone, Seth knew he could tell him everything he felt about it. "Hey buddy, you're still there?"
"Yeah. Yeah, I am. Um... is that true? I mean, did you and Summer really...?" Ryan asked, hesitating.
"Yes, yes, Ryan, we did. And I can't get her – it – the kiss – out of my head. I'm even dreaming of it, man." Seth replied. He immediately felt kind of bad that he had switched the subject of Ryan's call to himself, but after so many years of being brothers with Ryan Seth was sure that Ryan didn't mind, better said, that Ryan had expected him to talk about himself.
At the other end of the line, Ryan raised his eyebrows. "Well..." he paused. "Well, I mean, how? Why?"
Seth took another sip of his water and nodded. "Good question. See, we were both like, really drunk. And Amy had gone to the bathroom, and she had been away for like, veeeeery long. And this club has those guarded bathroom entrances, and I couldn't go check on her. And so I needed someone who could go check on Amy and see if she was okay."
"And the first person you had in mind for that was Summer." Ryan concluded and Seth nodded enthusiastically.
"Exactly. So I went to search Summer to ask her, and we kind of got lost in a conversation, and after a while I remembered why I came to Summer in the first place. And when she stood up to check on Amy she stumbled, I caught her – and we kissed."
Ryan sighed at the other end of the line and inhaled. "Well, so... did any of you try to end it?" he asked.
Seth hesitated. "Not really. No." He replied and shook his head. "But hey, it didn't mean anything, I mean we were really drunk, and it sort of happened. Accidentally."
"Yeah, no, sure." Ryan answered, and Seth could sense that his brother didn't believe him.
"What? You think there's more to it?" Seth snapped in a very harsh voice. "Sorry."
"I'm used to it." Ryan replied and laughed a little. "But yeah, man, I mean... you've always loved her and... I don't know. She was with you at your granddad's funeral, you still haven't removed her photos and drawings from your old room... and whenever we talk on the phone you always tell me what she did recently or what she said. And now, with the kiss..."
These words left Seth speechless. He had never heard Ryan say so many things in a row, and he didn't know what was harder to process right now – Ryan's speech or the fact that he had told him all the things Seth always tried to shove away from him as best as he could. Or the things he considered as not so spectacular as the rest of his friends.
"Ryan, I don't love her." He said and sighed.
"I never mentioned the word love." Ryan replied and Seth blushed. That was true. He laughed insecurily and ran a hand through his hair. "Yeah, but it's good to know that I don't, huh?" he asked and giggled.
"Sure." Ryan said and grinned to himself. "Except that you do."
Seth made a face and winced. "Wha-what? I mean... Ryan... what?"
"Come on, buddy, you've never stopped loving her. And I'm still trying to find out why you're with Amy."
Seth shook his head and frowned, laughing insecurily. "Wha- I mean, this is ridiculous. This is... I'm with Amy."
"Yeah, I know that but that doesn't change the fact that you're still in love with Summer."
Seth jumped up and started to pace the room hastily. "Buddy, no. I'm not. Okay? We're just friends. Friends. You understand?"
Ryan sighed. "Yeah, whatever you say, buddy. Listen, I gotta go. Kim has her first ultrasound."
Seth stuck out his tongue and made a face. "Yeah man, have fun." He said and hung up on Ryan without giving him the chance to say goodbye.
Afterwards he threw the telephone receiver on the couch, feeling frustrated. How come that the whole world suddenly knew better than him how he felt for Summer? He didn't love her, he was sure of that. He didn't love her.
Shaking his head, Seth went over to his laptop and closed his eyes while slumping down on his desk chair, sighing, repeating his "I don't love her" mantra over and over again. When he opened his eyes, he saw that while he had been away, his screensaver had started to work.
It was a slide show of pictures he had made, mostly pictures of his High School days with Ryan, Marissa and Summer. There were only some pictures of only him and Summer, and Seth bit the insides of his cheeks and shook his head.
He hated it when Ryan was right.
"I'm starving." Summer announced to Chris and Jenny who were each laying at one of her sides. Raising an arm, she made a face and sighed. "And I'm still pale."
Jenny grinned and opened her eyes, sitting up and looking at Chris who did the same. "Something tells me we should get something to eat." She said.
Chris giggled. "What could that be?" he asked and pretended to figure out who Jenny was talking about.
Summer was still laying on her back and rolled her eyes behind her sunglasses. "Funny guys." She said and sat up too. "Let's go." Without waiting for any of her friends to follow her, Summer proceeded towards the pool bar where she sat down on one of the chairs.
Jenny shot Chris a meaningful look before getting up. The two of them had decided to try to get the information about the kiss and, most important, what the kiss had meant from their friend before they left the indoor pool. And since it was already evening they ran out of time.
After a while both Chris and Jenny joined Summer at the bar, and a few minutes later each of them had their food and drinks in front of them. Chewing on her sandwich, Summer scanned the people that were swimming and smiled contently. "I just wanted to tell you guys that it was really funny today." She said, and Chris and Jenny smiled proudly.
"I mean, it still isn't California, but it's a start." Summer added and took another bite of her sandwich.
"At least we were able to take your mind off of studying today. You've turned into such a bookworm lately." Chris said and nodded.
Summer made a face and shrugged. "Well, I'm gonna have an A plus degree…" she glanced over at Jenny who busied herself with her soft drink. "Unlike other people." she added.
Jenny looked up and smiled innocently. "Life's not all about degrees and grades and stuff." She said. "It's about love."
Summer raised an eyebrow. "And that coming from a girl who changes her lovers every two weeks."
Jenny narrowed her eyes. "It's not my fault if the guys I end up with are stupid idiots."
Summer laughed and nodded. "You seem to have a magnetic effect on such geeks."
Jenny raised her forefinger and smiled proudly. "But! I didn't have a lover in four weeks, which is a new record for me!"
Chris and Summer laughed and Jenny shrugged. "It IS a new record." She mumbled and looked at Chris with a conspirational look on her face. "And what about you?" she asked, and Summer and Chris stopped their laughing abruptly. "Have YOU kissed anyone recently?"
Chris pointed to himself. "Me?"
Jenny nodded and raised her eyebrows, smiling.
Chris glanced over to Summer who looked at him with an expecting look on her face and he felt himself blushing. "Um…" he looked down on his plate. "There's this hot guy… in the bakery across your library…" he stammered and Jenny and Summer shrieked and clapped their hands simultaneously.
"Oh my God you don't mean that gothic freak with the piercings all over his face?" Summer squeaked and wiped away her laughing tears.
Chris looked up, ashamed. "Yes, I mean that guy."
Jenny and Summer looked at each other, trying hard to suppress their giggles. "Seriously Chris, from all the guys you've ever kissed or dated or whatever this is the… most extreme one." Summer said and grinned broadly.
Chris stuck out his tongue and narrowed his eyes. "Really?" he asked, trying to sound offended.
Summer nodded. "Really."
Chris shook his head and giggled, taking a bite from his sandwich. "And what about you?" he asked and looked at Summer who didn't quite seem to understand what he wanted from her. "Have YOU kissed anyone recently?"
Summer's eyes widened and she felt her cheeks redden from embarrassment. It wasn't possible that Chris or Jenny had seen Seth and her kissing, was it? Clearing her throat, she laughed insecurily. "What-what do you mean, have I kissed anyone recently?"
Jenny leant over the table to be closer to Summer and smiled. "He wants to know who you kissed in the past few days."
"Duh." Summer replied and made a face. "Really? I wouldn't have known that, thanks."
Jenny stuck out her tongue and smiled contently. "So what now? Have you kissed anyone or not?"
Summer shook her head, her eyes narrowed. "What's that supposed to mean?" she snapped and threw her sandwich on her plate angrily. "I've kissed Craig, who else should I have kissed?"
When Jenny and Chris didn't answer, she added, "He's my boyfriend. I don't kiss anyone else."
Raising her eyebrows, Jenny moved closer to Summer. "Are you sure about that?" she asked and winked.
Summer shook her head. She still couldn't believe the ridiculousness of that conversation. "Of course I'm sure! I've got no one else!" she replied and looked around when she realized that her voice was three times higher than usual to check if people were staring at her and her friends.
Jenny nodded and grinned. She leant back in her chair and sighed contently, examining her arms. "It looked different when you kissed Seth in the club at his birthday party." She said as casual as she could and watched how Summer's face turned pale and her eyes grew wide.
As soon as Jenny had said the words Summer's blood froze, and she looked to Chris who wore the same stupid smile than Jenny, shaking her head. From the way Chris looked at her she knew that Chris had seen the kiss too, and never before in her life Summer had felt so trapped in a situation like right now.
She swallowed. "You're crazy." She said and took a huge sip from her drink. Maybe denial would help getting her insane friends' minds off of that kiss.
Jenny shook her head, her long ponytail swinging back and forth as she did so. "I'm just talking about the things I saw."
Summer shook her head and stared into the distance, her arms crossed in front of her chest. After a while, she hit Chris in the arm. "And you don't have to say anything to that, or what?"
Chris blinked and pressed his lips together. "Well, sweetie, I saw it too." He said and took Summer's hand to pat it.
Summer shoved his hand away and narrowed her eyes. "How could you have seen it? We were in that alcove, and we were almost alone."
Jenny clapped her hands. "So you admit it! Ha!" she yelled and made a little victory dance on her chair.
Summer blushed and her heart started to race. So they had seen it. Her little make out with Seth – which meant nothing, of course – had been seen by the two people who Summer had wanted to keep it from the most. Rubbing her thighs, Summer bit her lip and shook her head. "Fine then. You saw it." She said and looked up. "But it was no big deal!" she yelled and lowered her head.
"It didn't mean anything." She added in a low voice.
Jenny and Chris shot each other a meaningful look. "Sure, it didn't." Jenny said and watched how Summer fought the urge to stand up and walk away from their discussion.
Summer looked up again, the paleness in her face turning into an angry red. "It didn't mean anything." She repeated through gritted teeth and made a fist. "It didn't mean anything because I don't love him."
Chris smiled. "No one talks about love, honey." He said and softly stroked Summer's arm.
Summer closed her eyes and counted to three to kill some of the fury that was inside of her. She shoved Chris' hand away once again and stood up. "Perfect." She snapped. "Neither do I." And with that, she turned around to leave.
Jenny reached out for Summer to stop her. They couldn't leave this conversation unfinished. "Summer, wait, we were just wondering what that kiss was about, and-"
"It's okay, Jen." Summer answered and took a few more steps away from her friends. "I need to get home anways. You know, study for the finals and stuff." She said and shrugged in apology.
Shaking her head, Jenny looked over to Chris who just stared at Summer with his eyes wide open, obviously not willing to believe that Summer was just about to run away. All of a sudden, Summer's voice cut through the silence and Jenny looked over to her best friend.
"It didn't mean anything." Summer repeated and shot Jenny a meaningful look. "Remember that." After that announcement, she went over to their deck chairs and grabbed her bag and towel, ready to leave the indoor pool as fast as she could.
When she had proceeded to the shower area, she leant onto a wall and sighed. Wasn't it just possible for her so-called friends to leave her alone with that Seth issue just for once? Did they always have to tease her like they had today? Okay, so they had seen them kissing, but what was the big deal about it? Seth and Summer had decided to be cool about it, so why couldn't everyone else?
It was nothing special, and she didn't love Seth. She had been drunk, and she had stumbled, and she had missed Craig – and her brain hadn't been working that day, so the kiss was a complete accident.
Shaking her head, Summer stepped inside the shower room and tried to get this ridiculous conversation with her friends out of her head.
At the pool bar, a very content Jenny and Chris were just finishing their lunch after Summer had stormed off, both happy smiles on their faces.
"I told you." Jenny said triumphantly and grinned. "I told you she's still in love with him."
Chris nodded. "I told YOU." He said and Jenny raised an eyebrow.
"Maybe, but it was me who got the information out of her. You were just sitting around and staring at the two of us like an idiot." Jenny replied and took the last bite of her sandwich when she saw how Chris stuck out his tongue towards her.
"Have you seen how she blushed when she realized that we saw her?" Chris asked and smiled as he recalled the astonished look on Summer's face, and Jenny nodded enthusiastically. "Hell yes, I did." She leant back and stretched. "Boy this feels so good, I fell actually bad about it."
"Bad about what?" Chris asked.
"Bad that we made her run right into our little trap. I mean it could be that we really made her angry."
Chris shrugged. "I guess she'll just have to live with that. Our goal is logical right now."
Jenny smirked and nodded. "It is. Seth and Summer belong together. And if they can't realize that on their own, we might need to help them with that."
Next chapter: 4 Days Due - more problems lie ahead...