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Holy Shit! Who else saw that episode?! I loved the prom, go Jester Cohen! And everyone the season finale next week at 7:00! Make sure you tune in at 7:00! And after that much nothing I can do can live up to that ep, but well I am so happy with the turn out of the last chapter and I have decided to update because our total number of reviews is… 5! BAM! So come on people keep those reviews coming. And now a very special thanks to the following:

Miz: Thanks for your input and duh… of course RyanSummer rocks!

Idfin: Yeah I totally agree with you, there should be more Ryan-Summer fics in the world and also thanks for the advice, I'll use it wisely.

wantingchino: I just want to thank you for adding my fic to your list of favorites.

Thanks again people and I hope I'll hear from you again! I don't know what it is, I'm a very odd person, probably why I'm so creative, but it makes me feel special seeing my name in a fan fiction so I want to make other people feel special too. So now after that, on with the chapter!

And I now dedicate this chapter to the death of Caleb Nichol, even if I didn't like him that much. R.I.P.

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Chapter 4: Conversations

"Summer?" He said, unsure of what to do. This one word caused Seth to shoot up into a sitting position as he looked at the girl standing in the doorway. Yeah, that was definitely her.

"Hi, Can I come in?" She asked, quietly.

He moved aside, letting her in without a word. She slowly headed to the couch and sat down, staring at the floor. Ryan watched her carefully, his eyes moving over her. Seth crawled over and sat on the couch beside her. He wanted badly to be the one to rescue her, because he'd do anything to get another chance…

"Summer? What happened to you?" He asked, staring straight at her, Ryan almost thought that she looked uncomfortable under his gaze. Meanwhile, she didn't even notice Ryan, almost as if she didn't mind him being there.

She didn't move her eyes off the carpet as she spoke. "Zach." She answered shortly, but sadly.

Seth looked at her oddly for a moment. "Did he do something to you?" Seth questioned, and even though he wanted to kill the bastard for dating Summer in the first place, he was pretty sure that whatever was going on now would only increase the wanting to go spiderman all over his ass.

"Yeah." Summer replied to his question, again with only a mono-sylable. Had she been seeing too much of Ryan lately?

"Well... what did he do?" Seth waited impatiently for the answer. Ryan stood near the door, which was now closed, as he observed the conversation quietly. Whatever Zach did, he knew it would be bad and he wasn't sure that Summer would have wanted to admit it.

"Cheated." Ryan was right, she didn't want to answer his question, but she did anyways, just as blankly and emotionless as her last two words had been.

Seth was confused. Zach appeared to be a great guy. He was smart, athletic, romantic, and he had girls swooning over his looks, but then again, that kind of came with being a water polo player. Damn water polo players! He had such a good thing going with a girl who was hotter than hot and then he went and cheated on her! Seth couldn't believe him! Seth was confused…

But not as confused as Summer was.

Summer didn't know what had happened and she had began searching for reasons as of to why Zach did this to her. First, she blamed it on him. What kind of guy would let a girl like her go? And then she turned to the blonde that he had cheated with. He was probably with her cause she was offering something to him, something that she refused to give him. But then, realization dawned on her… what if the reason Zach did this was because of her? What if there was something wrong with her?

She felt numb, she didn't know why. Zach was an ass and she had all the right to dump him, but she couldn't figure out why she felt so bad about it. One conclusion lead to another and-

"Summer? Hello, earth to Summer." Seth Cohen said, waving his hand in front of her face as he snapped her out of her daze.

"Huh, what?" Summer said shaking her head and finally looking at him. Her eyes were rimmed with a light shade of red and were the faintest bit watery. Seth paused, seeing the look on her face, but then snapped out of it quickly and continued.

"I was just asking how you found out." He repeated his earlier question.

Summer's eyes quickly scanned the room. She noticed that Ryan had switched positions and was now seated at the bottom of the bed, staring up at her, curiously. She was thankful that he hadn't spoken a word this entire time, and she really wasn't looking forward to having to think about this topic anymore.

"I don't really want to talk about it, Seth." She replied as her eyes found the floor again. All she really wanted to do right now was go to sleep and have her mind go blank.

Seth didn't really seem happy with the reply as he took a look at Ryan. He could tell by the look on Ryan's face that he didn't think it was a good idea to push it out of her and sighing, Seth agreed with this. "Okay, That's okay. Um… So what are you going to do now?" He asked her what would hopefully be the final question of the night.

She paused and thought for a minute. "I guess I'll go home, get some rest." Summer replied, her voice was still quiet and delicate. She still felt like crap. She was still completely pissed off. She still was numb. And she still hated every second of this day.

Seth nodded and got up, taking a last look at Ryan as Summer repeated his actions. Seth said a quick bye and Summer said nothing and they both exited the pool house, leaving the boy alone to think about what had just happened.

Seth had gone inside the main building after he and Summer had exchanged a few quick words. He was still curious as of to what had happened and he would definitely have to pay Zach a little visit tomorrow.

Summer had gone around the side of the house and gotten into her car. But when she had got in, she just sat there, staring ahead at the Cohen mansion. Her hands gripped the steering wheel and millions of different things ran through her mind when she finally made her decision.

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Ryan sat alone on his bed in the pool house, thinking over the things that had just happened. He really felt sorry for Summer and he just couldn't get her out of his head. He figured a good nights rest would take her of his mind and just as he was about to get ready to go to sleep, the pool house door creaked open. There she was, standing in the doorway for the second time that night.

"Summer? I thought you left." Ryan said a little confused as he got up off the bed and took a few steps towards her.

She shrugged. "Yeah well… I didn't feel like going home to an empty house and there are so many memories there. So can I maybe… stay here tonight?" She asked hopefully.

"Yeah, I guess. Hang on, I'll go get Seth." He answered, only to be stopped by her.

"No, Wait! Sorry… it's just I was kind of hoping for a quiet evening and Seth… he can't really be that quiet." She stated, giving him a nervous look. He was fine with it though, nodding as he went to the back of the room to grab an extra blanket for himself.

"You can take the bed." He offered and she was too tired and upset to argue with him, so she accepted without a word. She slowly shed a few pieces of clothing, leaving herself in just her tank and mini-skirt. While she did this, Ryan spread the blanket out across the couch for himself, trying alittle harder than he should have not to get distracted by her. He had a feeling he wouldn't get much sleep tonight.

She crawled under the covers as Ryan took off his shirt, leaving his jeans on as he uncovered his signature wife-beater. He lay down on top of the blankets, bringing his hands behind his head as he leaned back against the pillow.

He snuck a peek at the girl lying in his bed. Her back was turned to him and she seemed to be already asleep. He sighed as he rolled over and shut his eyes, trying to force himself into a peaceful state. But what he couldn't see was that Summer's eyes were wide open, and tears were falling out of them.