ok, i suppose i should give some credit to my mate, tiana-p, for her plot outline ideas...but the truth was , it was all ME, so i owe NOBODY ANY thanx! hahahahah...i'm so evil! ok, maybe not...
(soz dara, i like ur stories reely, and your ideas!)
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"I don't understand him anymore, Coop. He's like, a total jerk these days. Whenever I see him, he's always with that slut. It's as if he's forgotten he's got a girlfriend," Summer picked up and threw her stuffed Mr. Chinchins at a picture of her and Seth at the Harbour High carnival. Seth had bought her that toy after giving up at trying to win it by throwing hoops around it. She remembered making fun of his lacklustre noodle-arms...they'd had fun that day...of course, before Taylor ruined it by getting the Dean involved.
"I mean, what the hell am I supposed to do? Just sit back and let that Dean used-property try it on with my own boyfriend? Hey Townsend, knock yourself out, you're welcome to old noodle-arms here," Summer continued sarcastically.
"Come on, Sum, don't you think you're being unfair? He didn't really do anything with her right?" Summer's lifelong best friend, Marissa Cooper, tried to talk some sense in to her stubborn and upset friend.
"Plus, Taylor might be, y'know, in to him," Summer turned to her with a warning look on her face. Marissa quickly continued, "but, you know that Seth would never betray you, right? I mean he's had this thing for you all his life, for god's sake! He fell in love with you before you even knew his first name, remember?" Marissa said with a smile on her face. She nudged Summer with her elbow. "Right?" she asked her.
Just as Marissa saw a tiny smile creep across Summer's face, she quickly turned back to angry and said, "Well, why does he keep doing the things he does? I mean, sneaking off to see her behind my back, letting her inside his bedroom and staying with her at lock-in overnight? It's a miracle I haven't had a blackout yet, most girlfriends would have dumped a boyfriend like him by now. I'm being reasonable!" Summer replied with a stuborn look.
"You should at least give him a chance to explain, shouldn't you? I mean, Taylor Townsend is not worth getting upset over," Marissa walked over to the fallen picture and held it in her hand.
"Plus you know why Seth is being nice to her, he's just trying to be friendly cos he feels sorry for her, Sum. Come on," Marissa walked over to Summer and handed her the picture, "You two make a really cute couple," and with that Marissa knew she would win Summer over.
Summer sighed, "I love this picture, and then again...what the hell?" Summer looked up at Marissa with an angry look on her face.
"What?" Marissa asked.
"That slut is in our picture! Our picture! Omigod, she's everywhere! This is a definite sign that she has become the third person in this relationship, and I am so not standing for this!" Summer got up and grabbed her bag and walked towards the door. Marissa picked up the picture to see an envious looking Taylor in the background behind Seth and Summer.
"Sum, what are you gonna do?" Marissa asked exasperately.
"Oh, I'll tell you what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna march right over to his house and give him a choice. Townsend...or ME,"and with that Summer slammed the door behind her.
Marissa sighed and fell on to her bed.
This is just gonna get worse, she thought tiredly.
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"Summer! Hey, Seth's in the pool house," Ryan answered after Summer violently knocked on the door. This is not gonna be pretty, he thought to himself.
"Thanks," Summer quickly replied and rushed in.
She walked straight in and headed for the pool house. There was no way she would let him sliver out of her problem this time. He was gonna face up to the situation. Of course she knew that Seth would have to end up choosing her over Taylor, but that was just the way things worked, and she would be lying if she said she didn't feel at least a little sorry for Tayor, but for the majority of her feelings, she really couldn't care less.
She walked silently in to the pool house with the door open. Seth seemed to be putting together something on sofa near the window. He had his back to her so she couldn't see what he was doing.
"COHEN!" Summer shouted.
"AAahhhh!" Seth quickly turned around and fell on to the sofa, on top off whatever it was he was making. Summer didn't hear any thing crash, much to her disappointment.
"What are you doing?" she asked suspiciously.
"Well, actually, I was making you something..." Seth started to blush, "It-it it's kinda stupid," he started to stammer. "Well, not really making...
"What?" Summer asked impatiently, "It had better be a weapon, otherwise I'm not gonnahave any use forit..." Summer looked uninterestedly at the rest of the room.
Seth walked towards her with his hands behind his back.
He brought out his hands from behind his back and presented her with her long lost teddy bear of 17 years, Mr. Stuffykins.
Summer gasped, "Omigod! Mr. Stuffykins!" Summer looked up at Seth with a shocked and confused look on her face. She came foward and grabbed the bear that looked like a candyfloss cotton disaster with two hands.
"Where did you-how did you...omigod!" When it became obvious Summer was pleased, Seth smiled to himself.
"I put in a little stuffing because some it had come out over the years, plus he looked like he needed to put ona little weight," Seth added.
"Wait, I lost him when I was nine! How the hell did you get your hands on him?" Summer stared at him accusingly.
Seth started to blush again, "Well, I kind of, um, well, I sort of..."
"Spit it out, Cohen!" Summer yelled.
"I stole it okay!" Seth's unexpected outburst shocked Summer.
"I took it when you went to the toilet on that fieldtrip to Fireworks Factory, okay?" Seth looked down at the floor with an embarrased look on his face, "it just reminded me of you, y'know..." Seth eventually looked up.
"Aren't you mad at me?" he asked fearfully.
At this point, Summer was utterly dumbfounded and too shocked to say anything...but if she did feel something, she supposed it would be that she was touched... and a little creeped out.
"You kept this for 8 years? Cohen, that's...unbelievable, that's...sweet," she ended softly.
"Really?" he stopped foward. "I just thought maybe you'd want it back, perhaps as a consolation present, cos' y'know, lately we haven't exactly been getting on lately and..." Seth looked up and realised he'd made a mistake. Summer's head shot up and she looked her normal, angry self again.
"Yeah, that's right. You've been a total jerk. And you stole Mr.Stuffykins! Which is totally creepy by the way!" Summer crossed her arms and looked at him with a not-very encouraging look.
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"Uh, hi Taylor," Ryan answered the door to with a surprised look at the unexpected visitor.
"Hello Ryan," Taylor replied in an officaily-business kind of way.
"Is Seth home?" she asked, totally ignoring him and walking straight past him in to the house.
"Uh, yeah I'm not sure, I think he's in his bedroom," Ryan didn't clearly remember. It was hard to keep track fo how many girlfriends and who was with half the time.
"Thanks," she replied cheerily, and then started to walk up the stairs.
"Taylor? Do you know where you're going?" Ryan asked her from the feet of the stairs.
"Yes!...I mean...I've been here before, Ryan," she finished with a smile and turned around to walk up to Seth's bedroom.
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"Look...why don't we just go talk inside? Please?" Seth said after a while with a tired look.
"Fine. But I better like what I'm gonna hear, Cohen," Summer replied and turned around with a warning look.
They walked in to the kitchen where Ryan was absorbed in a documentary about the Aztecs Civilisation.
"Hey Ryan," Seth called from the kitchen. "I'm just going to my room, ok?"
Ryan looked up from the t.v. He could see Summer lead the way in front of him.
"Hey. Sure, ok," Ryan replied form the sofa.
They both disappeared up the stairs. Ryan went back to his programme.
Then his head shot up.
Wait, didn't he just send Taylor up there? he thought nervously.
Oh boy.
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"...I don't care Cohen. I brought an extra heavy bag today, so for your sake, you'd better hope I don't get angry," Summer said back as she entered his room. "I mean, how many times in one day can you keep making angry?"
Of course, unfortunately, that question was answered as soon as she walked in to his bedroom, with a not very welcome result. Summer looked up to find a primp and polished looking Taylor Townsend sitting on his bed, playing with Captain. Oats.
Summer just stood on the spot with frozen (and angry) look on her face.
Seth followed closely behind her, to find that little surprise in his room with an equally shocked look.
"Taylor? Wha-what are you doing in here?" Seth stammered, obviously knowing what to expect from the other girl in his room standing at his side.
He slowly turned around to face her.
"Sum-"
THWACK!
"OWwwww!" Seth was becoming all to familiar with feeling pain in the side of his face from designer bags.
"OK, Sum-"
"I HATE YOU!" Summer screamed, and with that, she turned around and stalked off out of his room, to leave his house.
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Ok, so how was that? i know it was a little long, but i couldn't stop typing! "my fingers are the architecture, and the keyboard my sculpture"...or something like that! soz, i cant reely remember...anywayz, I WANT MORE REVIEWS OR NO MORE CHAPTERS! so there...heeheehee...
XxX mozu the dark angel
