Ok, I'm back with the third chapter! woot! haha ok, so this is taking me a little while to update, cause of School, and homework, and dancing everyday of the week expect Thursday and sunday... Any whoo... So, the person who said Marissa's name, was not that hard to guess. lol. Once again, I'm sorry for the delay! Enjoy!

haha I love the name for this chapter!

O.o.O.o.

But Marissa never noticed the person standing beside her.

"Marissa?"

Marissa turned around to recognize a way to familar face.

"R-R-Ryan?" Marissa said, as she stared in shock, at the man she hoped to never see again.

"Hi.Oh, wow. Um, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here with Sum-"

"Marissa! There you are! I was looking for you every where!" Summer exclamied, as she finally found Marissa at the bar. "Oh. Hi Ryan."

"Hi Summer."

Silence...

More silence...

"Wow...look at the time. Summer I think we should get going..." Marissa told Summer. Secretly telling her that she didn't want to be here.

"What? Oh, right. See you later Ryan."

"Wait, Marissa, can you meet me tomorrow? Meet me at the pier, at noon." And Ryan left.

Marissa stood there in silence. She was too shocked to say anything. Marissa and Summer walked in silence to Summer's car. When they were in the car, Marissa broke down, and started crying.

"I-I- I wasn't supposed to ever see him again! I was supposed to leave Newport, and he would be out of my life!" Marissa said, as she burried her face in her hands.

"Now I feel like it's all my falt you ran into him, Coop. If I never decided to go here, then we wouldn't have seen him. I'm sorry Coop."

"It-it's ok Sum. You didn't know he would be here."

"So... are you gonna go to the pier?"

"What choice do I have? But I'm not gonna tell him about Katrina."

Summer nodded, and started driving to Juilie's house. They got there, and Summer said good bye to Marissa. Marissa sneaked into her mother's house, hoping that she would be asleep, but she wasn't.

"Mairrsa! Where have you been! You said you'd be home by-" But Julie stopped. She looked at her daughter, and saw her red eyes, and tear streaked cheeks.

"Oh Mairssa." Julie said, as she pulled Marissa into a hug. Marissa started crying into her mother's shoulder.

"Shhh. What happened?" Juilie asked Marissa.

"I-I-I saw him. He was there! At the Bait Shop! He wasn't supposed to be there. I was supposed to never see him, or talk to him again!"

"Marissa, who are you talking about?" Julie asked, but inside, she knew who it was.

"RYAN! IT WAS RYAN!" Marissa yelled, a little too loudly.

"Mommy?" A sleepy voice asked from the top of the stairs.

Marissa looked up, and saw Katrina standing at the top of the staircase, holding her teddy bear in one hand.

"Oh. Hi sweety. What are you doing up?" Marissa asked Katrina.

"I heared someone yell the name Ryan, and it woke me up. Did you yell it mommy?"

"Yes I did sweety. Sorry if I woke you up."

"Who's Ryan?" Katrina asked her mother.

Marissa forze. She couldn't tell her daughter about Ryan. If she just told her that Ryan was her father, she would surley ask questions. Marissa had always told Katrina that her father lived in a different country.

"Ryan... is just a friend of mommy's. C'mon, I'll go tuck you back into bed."

Marissa walked up the stairs to Katrina, and grabbed her hand that wasn't holding her bear. They walked into Katrina's room, and Marissa tucked her in.

O.o.O.o.

Ryan left the Bait Shop, surprised that he ran into Marissa. She seemed like she was hiding something from him, but he didn't know what. He was going to find out. Hopefully Marissa would go the the pier tomorrow.

Ryan got into his car, and drove to his condo. Ryan had a million question running threw his head.

Why did she leave Newport?

What is she hiding?

Is she seeing anyone?

Do I still have another chance with her?

As these thoughts ran threw his head, he drove silently. Wait for tomorrow to come.

O.o.O.o.

The next morning came. Marissa slowly woke up. She still didn't know if she would go meet Ryan. She wanted to. she wanted to tell him everything. She wanted him to forgive her for yelling at him that one night. She just wished that everything was perfect.

Marissa got dressed in tight, Dorina jeans, and a teal tank-top. She put on her makeup, and brushed her hair. She ran downstaris, thinking about how quite it was. She looked at the clock on the wall. 11:20. She had 40 minutes to decide. She went into the kitchen, looking at a sticky note that was on the fridge.

Marissa-

Katrina and I went to the Movies. Be back around 1.

Love Mom.

xoxo

Marissa stared at the note. They would be gone unitl 1. Marissa decided that she should go see Ryan. To see if she could fix things between them.

Marissa quietly ate breakfast. She was dreading the moment that she would tell Ryan about Katrina. But she had to. She had to make things right.

When it was 11:45, Marissa started walking. It was about a 10 minute walk.

Marissa got to the pier, and just stood there. Looking out at the ocean. She heared footsteps behind her. she looked up, hoping it was somone else, but no. It was Ryan.

"Hey Ryan." Marissa said nervously.

"Hey."

"So. How have you been?" Marissa asked.

"I've been pretty good. you?"

"I've been...ok."

"Ah. Thats good."

They both stood there, staring at eachother. They both looked so different. Ryan's hair was longer. Covering his ears. He had grown taller. About 5'8. Marissa looked almost the same as she had a few years ago. But she still looked different. She looked more tired then she used to.

"So..." Ryan spoke up. "Do you want to go get something to eat?"

"Um, sure." Marissa said with a small smile.

They walked to the closest diner, and walked in. They were seated right away. They ordered their food, and sat in silence... yet again.

They were silent for awhile until Ryan blurted out. "Why are you so different?"

Marissa sat in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"Your, your, you have just changed since I last time I saw you. You have matrued, and you always look tired. Why?"

"Oh. Um... I donno. I just haven't been getting that much sleep."

"C'mon Marissa. We both know that's bull shit. You have changed. You went threw something, and I want to know what it is."

Marissa just stared at Ryan. Shocked at his words.

"You think I'm different? Look at you. You would always call me after we broke up, and if I ever saw you again, I expected you to be sad, and not look so... bright. You look happy. Not miserable. "

"Well, I'll answer any questions you have, if you answer mine."

"I'm not answering any questions!" Marissa yelled. She then threw her napkin on the table, and hurried out of the diner.

Marissa, ran, crying as well. She wasn't supposed to met Ryan. She should have stayed home. Marissa ran over to the dock, looking at the water. Marissa wanted to leave Newport. Leave the reminders of the life she once had. Marissa contiued to stand there, until she heared foot steps behind her. Thinking it was Ryan, she turned around.

"Listen Ry-" But Marissa stopped short. The person in front of her wasn't Ryan. It was another old ex-boyfriend.

"Well, well, well. Look who it is. Newports Princess is back." Said the person.

Marissa started at the man. "Well, hello to you to Kevin."

Kevin Volchok. He still looks the same as he did about 4 years ago.

Kevin just smiled. Knowinbg that Marissa still recognized him. He had heared that she left Newport, but he didn't know why.

"So, any reason to why you left Newport?" Volchok asked.

Marissa screamed in frustration. "Why does everyone ask me that?"

"Because." Volchok simply replied. "You lived in Newport for your whole life. Everyone knew who Marissa Cooper was. It's still Cooper, right?" He said as he took a quick glance at her ring finger.

"Yes, it's still Cooper." Marissa stated, and turned around to leave. she didn't feel like talking to him right now. she didn't want to talk to anyone.

Just as she turned around, she felt Volchok grab her arm. "Please unhand me Kevin. I don't feel like talking."

"I'm sorry Marissa, but your not going anywhere. Your gonna stay with me." Volchok said as he pulled her closer to him. He smelt like ciggarettes, and his breath smelt like alcohol. Marissa cringed at the smell, and tried to get out of his grasp. She tried to peal his arm away, but he just tightened his grip on her arm.

"Hey! Let go of her!" Some one yelled from behind. For once Marissa hoped it was Ryan. He was always there to rescue her. Always.

Ryan came up to them, and pulled Marissa out of Volchok's grasp.

"Well, looks like the little bitch is back. And to the rescue. Just like a movie." Volchok stated.

"Just leave her alone. She doesn't want to talk to anyone right now." Ryan said, as he dragged Marissa away from him. Ryan and Marissa only took a couple of steps, when someone poked Ryan in the back.

Ryan turned around, only to see a fist coming towards his face.

Ryan dropped Marissa's arm, and went charging for Volchok. He rammed into him and they both went flying into the ground. Ryan punched Volchok in the face. Volchok moved his head, and Ryan missed, punching the ground instead.

Marissa stood there, screaming at the boys to get up. She wasn't used to all this drama.

"RYAN! KEVIN! STOP IT!" Marissa yelled. Both guys continued fighting eachother, until Marissa came into the fight and pulled the two apart.

"Both of you guys need to stop this fighting! We're not teenagers anymore! Kevin, you stay away from me, and Ryan, just learn to leave me alone!" Marissa yelled at them, turned, and left, without saying another word.

Ryan and Volchok just stood there. Thinking about what Marissa said. She was right. They wern't teenagers. They were young adults. Ryan ran, triying to catch up with Marissa. Instead of catching up and talking with her, he followed her. He saw her walking. He followed. He wanted to know where she was going. She must be staying at her Mom's house. that was the only house Ryan could think of, that was close to here.

Ryan continued to follow Marissa. He watched as she went up the driveway to a pale pink house. He saw as she was about to go into the house, a little girl, most likely around the age of 3, opened the door and gave Marissa a hug. Ryan stared in shock, at the little girl who looked a little too much like him...


Bum Bum Buummmmm! I wonder who the little girl that looks a lot like Ryan is...Hm... Ahaha just kidding. but I bet you can all firgure it out. Until next time.

-"H"