AN- Flaming, at least log on, I'm not going to hurt you, I promise, but I aprecitae constructive criticism better.
Oh I changed the girl's names for some personal reasons, they are now Leslie, Danielle, Sara, and Eliza, instead of Darla, Danielle, Whitney, and Ashley. And the party is Saturday now.
Disclaimer- I own nothing
"Knock, Knock?" Darla called pushing Summer's door open.
"Anybody home?" came Danielle's voice not a second later.
Summer spun around in her computer chair to see Leslie, Danielle, Sara, and Eliza strolling into her room.
"Hey Summer," Sara smiled.
Summer was very confused.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
"Wow," Darla said, looking at the mural on Summer's wall.
"Awesome," Eliza spoke for the first time
"Thanks," Summer said, getting up from her chair.
"So Summer you're going to that party tonight right?" Darla asked, as Danielle started rummaging though Summer's closet.
"Yeah, I mean I told Connor I would."
"Cool, then we are going to have to go to the mall."
"Actually I have tons of clothes," Summer said, gesturing to her closet, which Danielle was still looking through.
Darla turned to Danielle and caught her eye, Danielle shook her head, and Darla turned back to Summer.
"You see Summer, this isn't exactly California, you are defiantly going to need a new outfit."
"Okay."
"It's just I've seen the way you dress at school, and if that style carries out to your party ensemble, you may be in trouble. Not that it's not a great style; it just isn't what we wear here," Darla smiled, proud of herself for some reason.
"It's okay, I get it, I'm all for shopping," Summer replied.
"Who's this?" Sara suddenly asked, she as holding up a picture that was on Summer's desk.
"Oh, that's Seth."
"Seth huh, do you have his number? He's cute; I would love to get to know him."
Summer looked at her oddly, a mix of humor and jealously in her eyes.
"Sara..." Darla grumbled.
"What I would?"
Darla walked over to Sara, and grabbed the picture from her.
"His arm is around her waist."
"Oh, sorry Summer," Sara giggled.
"It's okay."
"So this is your boyfriend," Eliza spoke quietly.
"Well ex, we broke up since I had to move."
Summer's tone was suddenly sad, and everyone in the room sensed it. Danielle broke the awkward silence.
"Is this him?" Summer didn't even notice Danielle sit at her computer and look at her two open instant messenger windows.
"Um, yeah."
"xCaptainOatsx, hmm, who is damsl.in.distrs?"
"My friend Marissa."
"LtlMsVixn: This. Is. Danielle. Summer. Will. Be. Back. Later" Danielle spoke aloud as she typed.
"Signing off."
"Cute name," Sara remarked.
"It's an inside thing, and a long story,"
"Let's go Sum" and with that they were off.
Summer showed up at the party that night in a pair of jeans and a dark blue long sleeved shit, she wore a pink tank under it that showed at the top and bottom. She wore her hair straight and her shoes were simple and black.
Walking in to the party her immediate thought was; I am defiantly not in Newport anymore.
Most parties she went to, people were stuck up in formal wear, or letting loose in bathing suits.
This was a medium between the two. People were dressed very casually and although alcohol was being consumed, it was not as crazy as a Newport party.
Summer decided to find someone she knew; maybe this party would be fun.
Darla stood with a red plastic cup full of something she wasn't quite sure what was. Her cup matched her red tee shirt, the large silver star necklace she wore made her blonde hair stand out more than usual.
Connor came up behind her she knew what he wanted.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"So Summer..." she paused.
"What about Summer?"
"Is in love," Darla finished.
"What?" he said annoyed.
"But they broke up when she moved, I have a feeling she might be looking for a rebound guy, but your not going to get any farther than that, sorry," She spotted a guy waving to her, and walked off.
It was then Connor spotted Summer, taking to Eliza across the room.
Eliza was very different when she wasn't around the other girls, it was on of the first things Summer noticed about her.
She was shy, almost afraid to be herself, but now, as she stood here talking to Summer, Summer couldn't help but notice how much she actually liked her. More than any of the other girls, she thought.
They had been talking and laughing for about ten minutes when Summer felt someone sling and arm around her shoulders. She turned around to find Connor smiling at her.
"Hi Connor." she said leaning in to give him a hug.
"You want to dance?" he asked.
"Sure, Eliza care to join us?"
Summer's back was to Connor, so Summer couldn't see the warning look he was giving Eliza.
"No I'm okay, you go."
"Nonsense I'm not leaving you alone."
"Really its okay, I see Sara over there. Have fun."
"Okay, I guess see you later."
Summer had been dancing for a while; she couldn't remember the last time she had let loose in this way, it felt, strangely, relaxing.
God knows how many minutes had passed since she stepped out onto the dance floor, but Connor took her out of her temporary numbness when he whispered in her ear.
Unfortunately, the music was too loud to hear what he was trying to say. She threw up her arms in confusion and he repeated it louder. After several tries, he took her hand and slowly led her up a set of stairs.
There was no one in the hallway, but three of the five doors were closed, lights shining though the bottom.
"So what do you want to tell me?" Summer chimed, slightly out of breath.
"You look great tonight."
"Um, thank you."
"No I mean, you look, hot, like really hot."
"Thanks, is that all you wanted to tell me cause if it is, I think we should go back downstairs?" She began to make her way towards the stairs, but Connor grabber her elbow.
"Has anyone ever told you that?"
The words that were coming out of his mouth were drunken words, but he said them all so clearly, and so seriously, Summer doubted that he was actually intoxicated.
"Yes, people have told me that."
"Good, because you are."
"Connor…" before she could finish his lips crashed up against hers.
She let out a squeal of surprise and he pulled away.
"Connor, oh god, I'm sorry, I don't feel that way for you."
"But…"
"I didn't mean to give off those vibes, it's just. I love someone else."
"That someone else isn't here Summer."
"I don't see how that matters," she spat.
"Well it does."
Connor grabbed for Summer's waist and when she tried to push away, he grabbed her wrist as well.
His lips attacked hers, his legs pinning hers against the wall, keeping her from getting away.
A million thoughts were running through her head, but through all her panicking one thought stuck out, she had to fight, had to get away.
She began thrashing around, trying for dear life to get him away from her.
Whenever she had fought Seth like this, she won.
Maybe it was because Seth was weaker than Connor.
Or maybe it was because never, not once, did Seth fight back.
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