Heya. Hahaha lifes so tainted aint it?
Been a while huh?
Dunno when part 2 will be up but this is my present to you guys. Happy Christmas and New Years. Celebrate in style and get rowdy.
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"And Summer." He waits for her attention, and she turns back at his words, her eyes delicately pinned on him, half her bottom lip caught
beneath her front teeth. "The boat was named after you."
She doesn't have to choose how to react because her heart has taken over and employs the immediate response. It is just the way it happens when he is around.
She smiles at him waiting for the feeling to melt away, but hoping for it to last. To last…
When you hardly ever feel something like this, this exhilarating warmth that just can't be described in detail, you want to grab it, and bottle it up. Keep it forever. Store it away for when you are thinking about how you screwed up so many more sessions of feeling like this, for this to be a weekly euphoric sensation, instead of now, when you think that you may never ever feel this way again.
Her glance still washes over him. She can now feel that warmth subsiding, and she closes her eyes trying to saviour every last drop. She takes a breath.
Fuck she is going to miss that feeling.
But she doesn't want to.
She wants it back.
She opens her eyes. She wants to know what to do; anything to get it back. The immediate response employed by her heart has been swept away, and now she has to come up with something by herself.
She can feel the sun setting in the background and it speaks to her in so many ways. Things coming to an end, leading to another being birthed. Etc.
But it looks so beautiful and serene, and on a day such as a wedding. Yeah, she's not ready to let it go.
She looks at her boy, and her boy looks at his girl. And the time arrives. Time for things to end, and for others to dawn.
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"Son. O, mopey son of mine. Where out thou?" Sandy Cohen bellowed from the entrance of the Cohen manor. He walked in through the kitchen with his wife following a few seconds after. He smiled brightly when he spotted his son sitting on the ground playing play station.
"Well hello." Sandy prompted.
"Mmmh." Was all the response they got from Seth. He carried on immersing himself back in his game.
Sandy glanced over to his wife who raised an eyebrow in response.
"We come bearing gifts." Kirsten offered.
Both Kirsten and sandy had become quite concerned with Seth's recent reclusive behaviour. He had been closing himself off to everyone keeping very much to himself. First they thought it was just because of the break up with Summer. They understood how much their boy felt for the girl so upon discussing between themselves they came to the conclusion that he was taking it badly. But now he had started to close himself off to Ryan too. And that is what freaked them out the most. Cause really, you never expect your teenage child to talk candidly to you about, well, anything.
Which is why they come bearing gifts. Cause hopefully child will be happy then. It was worth a try.
Seth huffed up slightly, but paused his game. He feigned annoyance to display his mood. He would have blown them off by walking away, but there were presents to be given, so he rain checked on that sentiment.
"Ahhh, thought so." Sandy stated in his usual tone.
Seth just simply shrugged. "Presents me up."
Kirsten smiled shaking her head. "Well, I got you the…" she said while walking over to the couch taking a seat. Seth moved over to her side getting more intrigued by the second. "First season of Weeds on DVD."
Seth instantly smiled "Really?" He asked not actually believing his mother would get such a cool present.
Kirsten took it out and showed him as proof. "You like it?" She looked at Sandy. "Ahh see, child can smile."
Seth gratefully took it from her giving her a hug too. "Thank you very much."
Sandy moved over taking a seat on the couch beside Seth. "I got you a t-shirt." He reached into a bag taking out a white t-shirt handing it over to Seth.
Seth unfolded it, opening it out. He gaze over it before blankly looking back at the humour challenged man who was his father.
Sandy just simply smiled annoyingly back at Seth.
Seth tilted his head before reading out what was written on the t-shirt in big black letters. "Cheer up emo kid."
Seth's only vocabulatory response was, "Awesome dad." His face still blank.
Sandy shrugged, still smiling, went into the kitchen. "Well son, it was either that or 'I want emo grass so it cuts itself.'"
That produced a chuckle out of Seth. Sandy stopped what he was doing. "Dammit, so you laugh at that one. 50 percent chance to get the right one, I choose the most apt one, and I still can't win."
Seth and Kirsten got up also moving into the kitchen. "And you never will. Doesn't mean you should stop trying. In fact, I hear that practise makes perfect."
Both sandy and Kirsten eyed him carefully whilst saying in unison. "Mmmhmm." In that parental way that proclaims 'yeah sure, nice try.'
"Why were you guys doing shopping so early. And on a day like today." Seth asked after gathering his bearings on situation.
Sandy took a sip, acting coy, as if he had been waiting for Seth to ask him that question the whole time.
He leant back on the counter poising himself.
"Mum would you care to answer the question?" Seth cut in quickly before Sandy was done doing whatever he was trying to do.
"Your father and I went shopping early because we both didn't want to face the…thing…happening later this afternoon." She gave Seth a somnolent look before taking a sip of her coffee.
"Oh man. I had this whole thing thought out." Sandy sighed. "I even included a birds and bee's reference." He mumbled on, "It was so good, and it would have made him laugh too…"
"Sure it would have sweetie." Kirsten consoled appeasingly but with no really energy. Sandy thought that there could have even been some sarcasm.
Seth just shook his head in a stranged out manner saying, "You guys weird me out." before retreating back to the safety of his room. He had to prepare for this afternoon.
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People gathered in groups as they arrived at the front of the church. They scattered, matching up in their familiars. The business associates – the newpsies – the relatives – the familiar friends – and then there was Seth standing by himself at the side, alone in his thoughts. Summer had just arrived and was gazing around in search of either Marissa or Seth. Her sight caught whiff of him and in moments from then, landed on the prize. She smiled and bit her bottom at the sight of him.
She didn't even think, she just found herself walking towards him. He didn't appear to notice her so she crept up slowly behind him. With two steps left she reached out her arms to his ribs, tickling him with an excited chuckle. Seth turned around immediately with a forlorn smile on his face laughing slightly. She noticed the sad smile, but then it changed into an excited smile, and she felt a tingle down her spine. Ahh that smile.
She waited to see how Seth would initiate the greeting. A hug? Kiss on the cheek? A Hi-five?
She breathed a sigh of relief and thrill when he began to bend down towards her. She reached up towards him ready to hug him back, and was surprised when he gave her a kiss on the cheek then engulfed her in a warm hug too. Score.
They parted after their moment. He eyed her for a second before leaning back smiling. "Nice dress. It looks even better now." He was referring to the dress she was wearing, the dress that they picked out when they decided to go shopping for this event just after 'The Proposal.'
Summer slightly raised an eyebrow. It didn't mean to come of sly, but it's just how it does to Seth. It's the way her head tilts just slightly, the curl of the left side of her mouth, those glorious big eyes looking at him, suggesting, luring him in, making him think.
"Thank you Seth." She replied intricately. "I try." She claimed effortlessly with a shrug feigning that she didn't really try at all.
"You don't look to bad yourself." She stated giving him a once over. She noticed the very light beige - ivory belt he had on. The one she had bought for him so he could wear it when he was wearing his chuck's. She had tried once to get him to throw them away but he was being stubborn and didn't even budge, so she decided to get him something that would match it to the rest of his attire. "Nice belt." She mumbled softly.
Seth didn't hear her compliment on the belt. "Thank you." Was all he replied.
The dress, the belt, the beginning of the whole wedding debacle with the proposal when they were doing up Marissa room, that was all in the space of a week. Such a magnificent, warm and elating week. The best week of her life.
Summer could still feel the awkwardness and tension between them, but now it was beneath the bridge. They could both still see and feel it underneath, but made sure that it didn't effect the reconstruction on top.
As of yesterday the gears changed. It's like when Seth asked if she "wanted to come" she heard the click. So, would that be attributed to Summer's realisation..? They went down to the pier for a peaceful walk to Seth's boat. And it had been easy, and relaxing and fun and awesome. They just chatted normally, didn't dredge up old stuff, didn't have any awkward misplaced words or moments. And after Seth had done what he needed with his boat they walked back to the diner meeting back up with Ryan and Marissa.
A simple nice and easy flowing walk was perfect.
Things went back to how they were, it was like the break up never even happened.
But it had. And it was written between the words in every action, in every conversation.
Kirsten looked on at the two of them. They looked so cute. She smiled. The sight of them together made her heart swell with pride and adoration. She just couldn't help it, gushing like a typical mother. But there is something about watching them, watching how they interact with each other, and the presence that surrounds them when they are together, in their own world oblivious to everything around them. It's like all that stuff you read in books, the things that fable's are made from.
It's like watching love in it's purest untainted form.
Someone touched Kirsten's shoulder causing her to break out of her riviere. "We gotta get this rolling." Said the wedding manager.
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The ceremony went by pretty smoothly, much to Seth's surprise. He had an under the cover's bet with his dad about something happening. It was 2 to 1 for fisty cuffs to be thrown, and a 4 to 1 for Ryan to be involved. It was 5 to 1 for someone to speak up at that moment in the ceremony. They both lost money on all accounts.
Seth was now sitting at his designated table of which was arranged a month ago. And as we all know, a lot happens in a Newport month. So his sitting right next to his ex girlfriend was very much the universes fault, to which he blamed completely on Newport and its fucking cosmos. His mum came up to him after 'the proposal' when she started to help Julie out on the wedding plans, and asked him where he would prefer to sit in the arrangement of tables. Unsuspectingly he told her to simplify it by putting him and Ryan on a normal table with Summer and Marissa. He would have much rather that then being thoroughly embarrassed on the bride and grooms table.
Ohh, how that backfired. Royally.
So here he was stuck sitting next to his ex girlfriend waiting for the food to be served. But at least things were civil between them.
"You know, I really thought that this wedding wasn't going to go through." Marissa proclaimed.
"Your not the only one." Summer added giving a pointed 'coulda fooled me look.'
Ryan sat up nodding his head. "I would have lost money on that one."
Seth shrugged casually. "I did." He mumbled softly.
"Huh." – "What" They group exclaimed in response.
Seth looked up, slightly uneasy cause he was kind of spaced out and not really listening to the conversation of the others, and said the last statement aloud without thinking.
Marissa raised an eyebrow looking directly at him. "Tell me you didn't make a bet on my mother." She asked sternly, but had a hidden smile at the same time.
"Uhh…no…I didn't" Seth replied. "I made a bet on my grandfather."
Marissa narrowed her eyes, but had a slight smile. "Well I can't believe you made a bet on this wedding.
"I do what I do." Seth shrugged, "Plus, it was dad's idea anyways."
Marissa nodded her head to the side in consideration. "Trust Sandy to come up with something like this. And for you to go along with it."
"We do what we do." Seth displayed as a rationale.
"Sandy always galvanises the social events to make them fun and bearable." Ryan said smiling, offering the girls a decent rationale.
"And Kirsten just lets you guys make a mockery of everyone behind their backs?" Marissa asked, thinking that Kirsten would never let them do this.
"Yeah, I was thinking what Kirsten would have to say about this." Summer questioned with intrigue.
"She doesn't know about it." Seth filled them in.
"I bet." Summer said eyeing Seth.
"So what have you guys been saying for the school charity functions that we host." Marissa inquired pointing from Summer to her.
"uhh…"
Summer raised an eyebrow. "You guys have been making fun of us while we have been trying to do something good from the community!" she finished with her attitude worked.
Seth pursed his lips hoping for Ryan to come up with something. The moment lingered and the girls look grew inpatient. Seth looked at him trying to communicate with his eyes. Ryan shrugged and Seth could tell he was saying, 'Dude i'm leaving Newport, they can't hurt me.'
Seth stumbled across what he could say before trying…. "It's not you we are making fun of… it's the social scene and atmosphere." …and failing.
Marissa narrowed her eyes. "And who do you think is at the pinnacle of these events? Maybe social chair and host? AKA me and Summer."
Seth pursed his lips squishing them together at the corner in a cute adorable manner. Well Summer definitely thought so. And so did Marissa, gauging by her reaction."
Summer turned up her chin with a suttle lift of her left eyebrow. "Maybe we should inform Kirsten about what her boys have been up to." She said with a nonchalant hand gesture.
"Shit." Was all Seth's response.
He knew they were playing, but it was just a matter of who could win.
Summer kept playing on. "O Kirsten. Kirsten sweetie, we got a little something for you."
Marissa continued on. "We should tell her about that time when their car got totalled. Seth said he went to go to the I-max theatre but instead went to a party."
Seth pouted. "Well that's not very nice."
"What!? When was this?" Summer asked
Seth openly answered. "It was ages ago. Like back when you didn't talk to me."
"Oh…okay." Summer replied timidly. The way Seth said it was what caught her off guard. He responded so quick and so frankly, like there was no emotion of sorrow. Like it was fact in history. She wished she could get over stuff like that, the way she treated Seth before, but each time it is brought up it always hits a well camouflaged nerve.
"We could also tell her about what happened to the vase and-"
Seth covered his ears not wanting to play no more. "La la la. Your not being a very nice aunt. La la la"
"oh don't even…"Marissa got up and walked to Seth waiting for him to stop la la-ing and uncover his ears. Once he had, she reached forward saying in his ear, "And rug."
Seth looked at her in an unpleased fashion. "That was awesome Marissa, really, so great." Loser…
Marissa ignored his sarcasm moving back to sit down in her place again. "Wow. Your ears are so soft."
"Ohh, I know!" Summer excitedly screeched in. "It's crazy huh."
Seth just blinked in response to their commotion. Sometimes he could swear girls were actually fucking crazy. They just don't add up.
"There like, really squishy." Summer added clasping her hands together.
Marissa laughed. "They are, huh."
Seth and Ryan shared a glance. A concerned glance.
Summer looked at Seth, seeing him give a look to Ryan. "What?" she shrugged. "You should feel them."
Ryan cringed in a dismayed manner. "Ill take a rain check."
Marissa laughed facing her body to Ryan. "Be more freaked out… you baby."
Summer reached out an arm to touch Seth's ear, but he blocked it, catching hold of her hand in his.
"Ohh c'mon. Let me touch." Summer said smoothly, and it sounded soooo good to Seth's ears. He swallowed.
"Geez Summer, what's with the sudden fetish with ears?"
She narrowed her eyes at him for trying to be smart. "It's not a fetish Seth. I just think you have really soft ears. They're like, enticing."
Seth looked at Ryan, but he was too busy emersed in a conversation with Marissa. So he simply raised an eyebrow mouthing 'righhhhhtttt,' their hands still laced together resting in his lap.
Summer raised an eyebrow in return. "I'm serious. Your ears are actually floppy. They like, ripple in the wind."
Seth laughed. A genuine laugh. And it made Summer laugh too.
"They ripple in the wind, huh?" Seth asked smiling.
"Yes." She nodded smiling too. Then she reached up with her other hand to try and touch his ear again. But once again Seth caught it, their hands lacing together in their own agreement.
"But I want to see it ripple!" she pouted. She sort of push against his hands, and to stop from being in trouble of being pushed out of his seat he softly pushed back to find an equilibrium to steady himself.
Summer squeezed his hands tightly, or perhaps it should be called warmly. Maybe it was because she knew Seth would return the act, and maybe she wanted to feel Seth encase her hands in his warmth once again.
Maybe…
"Can I blow on your ear to see it ripple?" She asked purely.
"No." He said amused at her. "Can we snuff the ear thing now?"
"No." Summer huffed, their joined hands bobbing in mid air in between them. "…let's debate it." She said smoothly. Seth could tell it was almost like a proposal, a dare.
He released a breath, watching her, trying to figure her out.
Summer smiled, only slightly. Just a curl on the right side of her lips. Her eyes trailed across his face down to his lips. Ohh his lips. They looked so alluring, tempting. She bit on her bottom lip, but only slightly. She wanted to lean in, get millimetres away, to feel his breath fan out across her face, to feel the excitement and electricity buzz along her lips in anticipation, and then to finally move that last millimetre and capture –
"Well you never let me blow in your ear."
There was a pause, a moment as she gathered herself, then she scrunched up her nose. She knew what he meant. "Ugghh Seth! Your gross." She swatted his hands away from hers moving back to face away from him and to Marissa and Ryan who were still totally consumed in there own conversation. "And then there's that." She huffed.
Summer breathed out an unsteady breath. God, Seth is so clueless sometimes!
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Seth quickly tried to apologise. But Summer defiantly lifted her head further away from his direction.
"Summer." He says slowly with an amused smile. "I was just kidding. It was a joke."
"Har har." Her face completely blank.
He laughed in his mind at her actions. He reached forward gently placing his hand on hers. Caught by surprise, Summer's gaze returned to him.
In a cute sincere manner he said with a small smile. "I didn't mean to be so crude. I'm sorry."
Since Summer was sitting up straight in her chair and Seth was leaning forward to her she was looking down at him, looking him straight in his warm eyes. Things started to tingle inside of her, and it was making her dizzy. The good dizzy. The floating on air dizzy.
She immediately moved her gaze away from him to in front of her. She drained her glass of cold water. I have got to get myself in check.
Coincidently, Seth read her actions as though she was still pissed at him, instead of the very very opposite. He still had his hand on her's so he placed hers in his; lifting it up towards him he placed a soft kiss on her hand.
Even though she knew he didn't mean it to, it came of so very and completely endearing. Her heart started to thud. Loudly.
A waitress suddenly appeared from no where handing out an entrée dish of what looked like a seafood Carbonara. Their hands immediately dispersed from one another, and people's attention was brought out from their respective worlds back to the table.
Summer rolled her eyes in jest. "Fine, you're forgiven." She let the slightest of smiles free before saying, "Ass." For good measure.
Summer took a deep breathe. She looked around the table, just so she could divide her attention from Seth for the moment. She pursed her lips together at the thought of Seth. She wondered if he was clueing in to what was going on with her. Because if her actions and body language are anything to draw a picture from, it definitely would not be one of the Picaso abstract variety.
As far as she was concerned the picture would be clear as day.
So she looks at Seth to gauge any sign if he has picked up on anything. Her eyes watch over him as he scoops up some pasta twirling it around his fork. He places the fork in his mouth, she still watches him…
No. No sign there at all.
She sighed.
Seth was acting absolutely normal, in his own world, concentrating on not spilling anything on his suit. She knew what was on his mind.
But it didn't make sense. Because she knows that Seth is very alert to her. He knows so much about her, and he was always able to tell if something was on her mind. Always. Even when it was just random things like having an off day. Even for things that didn't have a reason, he still knew; but all of a sudden he is unable to clue in now?
She looked at him once again.
He just seems so unfazed. I guess sometimes when she was being sincerely nice and sweet with him he got a bit unsure of what was going on. She could see sometimes that he felt nervous with how to react and what to say back.
She thought longer on that point. Mulling over her past encounters of situations where she had been sweet and flowing with him. Those encounters were broken up into 2 segments. Either before they went out, aka before Valentines Day, and after V day.
And there it was. It hit her hard in the pit of her stomach too. She sighed once again.
She had been fucking around on him like that, playing on his well known feelings for her for the past year. So of course he is not going to think much more of what she is playing at.
She screamed in her head.
It's because she knows now. She wants him back. But her past actions haunt her. All those times where she would string Seth along so she could feel good about herself are coming back and wreaking their fair share of pain.
Karma's a bitch.
Summer simply picked up her fork, and frustratedly started to pick at her food.
Seth carefully placed the fork in his mouth, being very careful not to spill anything that he knew was inevitably going to fall. He chewed slowly, eventually swallowing. He looked over at Summer.
He smiled.
She still takes his breath away.
He kept on staring at her, syncing his memory with the real life picture. His eyes washed over her cute little nose, the one that he loved placing a soft kiss on. His eyes sway from feature to feature. It reminds him of reading his favourite comics. He wouldn't touch them for months; he would wait and wait till the balloon of details deflated, slowly floating to the ground. And when the details and intricate particulars started losing their shades of colour, started dripping from his mind into the pool of forgotten memories he would go back and revisit it. Renew his soul with its taste, revitalise the shadow of his love for it, get back the succulent tastes and vibrant colours.
His gaze still lay on Summer, his lips still curled up. She was picking at her food, and seemed frustrated for some reason, only god knows why.
In his minds it's only this…
What's not to love.
She is so beautiful, and fun, and quirky, and so confident and secure with herself, and has so much soul.
She stir's and he thinks he is caught. He's not though, so he continues his examination of her.
She very seriously and carefully, with wide eyes, tries to scoop some pasta with her fork. She fails, consequently trying again, but Seth can see there's a bit of that patent Summer rage in her actions.
Seth shook his head returning his head back to his own food.
Seth liked this. Where they were at. They were comfortable with each other. And most importantly there was no hostility between them. Things worked themselves out. So he was happy about it. Ryan's advice actually was pretty decent.
He says the advice in his mind. "It's how it is." And only now does it come full circle to Seth.
It's how it is. The faster I deal with it, the faster it will be over, the faster I can move on to the next thing.
Pretty simple.
He looks over at Summer once again. She's getting irritated with her pasta. He smiles once again. She goes to take a scoop, but everything slides off her fork. She huff's and dramatically drops her fork which makes a loud clanging noise from the contact it makes with the plate.
"This Carbonara has issues." She says in a huff exasperatedly.
Seth whispered to himself. "And there's that."
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About an hour later, after the 5 course lunch was done with, the family was summoned to take photos much to the dismay of Julie who whinged about 'why would we take photos after we have eaten.' Summer was bored, over trying to mingle with the banal crowd, and her body was telling her she had to pee so she waved the white flag and went to seek out the toilet. It took her at least 5 minutes to seek it out, of which she considered retaliation on her body making her do such an exhausting task. She walked out drearily looking around for someone to rub shoulders with. On the right near the bar was Marissa, drink in hand, as expected. To the left was Kirsten and Sandy talking to a few suits. Close by to them were the newly Weds talking to an elderly couple. She looked around a bit more and found Ryan playing with some kids. Hmm, that was very appropriate. Kinda explains why Coop was at the bar.
She looked around a bit more. Where was Cohen? She moved over a few steps to see if he was hidden behind any guests. She stopped dead after two steps, her gaze set to the dance floor. Her gaze drenched them.
Them.
A guy, familiar, tall lanky, ivory belt, in dire need of a haircut. A girl, tall and slender, a flowing tight deep blue dress, long brunette hair veiled her face.
Summer took a breath, her bottom lip instinctively becoming pinned by her teeth. She watched as his lips move - unheard obscenities, and the reaction by the girl – undeserved glee. She also watched how the girl had her hands comfortably around Seth's neck, and also how Seth rested his on the small of the girl's back.
She continued to watch for a while as they swayed along to the music, their mouths taking turns in exercising, telling unheard stories.
Well, when seeing it now, it makes sense doesn't it? He has been fine with how they have been interacting even though she has been leaning into him, and sending very mixed signals. So why wouldn't he seize this opportunity to hook up with someone? He is the grandson of the groom who just happens to be the richest person in the town, of which he owns half of. All Seth has to do is introduce himself to any of the girls here and the rest is history.
Sometimes Summer really hated how people operated around here.
The girl was pretty good looking, and she seemed to be older, probably a college girl. Summer stomach dropped even further. They were laughing together. She lowered her eyes as the tugging in her chest was getting too much, but after a second her eyes rose back to the pair. She couldn't stop watching. She simply stood there solemnly watching and unable to do anything about it.
She reached her right hand up to rub under her eyes.
"Shit." She says.
There were tears and black on her fingers. She took one final glance at them before she turned around to go back to the bathroom.
She didn't bother to look at the mirror at first. She went and collected some paper towels before leaning on the sink. Looking up at the mirror, who hasn't been a friend in a long time, she simply sighed. She started to fix her make up before someone came strutting through the bathroom door.
Hailey looked at Summer for a second, waiting to see if she was going to say anything. Summer looked at her for a second, "Hi," she said simply before returning back to her mission to not look like one the many guys who try to be too unique from one of the stupid band's that Seth's likes. Hailey just raised an eyebrow before going to the sink beside Summer.
Hailey hesitated for a second before she decided to see if Summer was okay. She liked Summer. She had observed plenty of herself in the tiny brunette that weekend that the boys went to Vegas. In fact she could see the scaringly close parallels in how they were in high school. Mostly because they both shared that carefree yet biting attitude that they were allowed due to their parents social status and security of their life style.
"What's going on?" Hailey asked smoothly.
Summer shook her head for a sec, then went back to work fixing her makeup, trying to brush it off.
"You've been crying." Hailey stated.
Summer settled back into standing position. She fiddled with the material in her hands. "It's nothing… I'm just being stupid."
"Probably…" Summer gave her an unsatisfied look before Hailey continued. "But there is a reason why you are."
Summer didn't respond. She sighed and went back to her mission. After a moment she said, "I saw Seth out there dancing with a girl."
"O." Was Hailey's only response. "I didn't think Seth had it in him." She added after a moment.
"He doesn't." Summer responded. "He is doing it inadvertently. But it still hurts like a bitch."
Hailey looked at Summer for a moment, gauging her. "You got all teary eyed pretty quick then…"
Summer shrugged as a response. She turned to Hailey. "All good?" She asked in notion of if she had fixed her makeup.
Hailey grabbed something out of her purse; she reached up to Summer helping her out. "Do you know the person Seth was with?"
"Nope. No idea." Summer said making sure not to move her head.
"Huh, wonder who it is then…" Hailey said while concentrating on Summer's makeup. "Kay, all done." She stood back observing her grand work. "Better then before." She said smiling. "Let's head?"
Summer thought for a second "I want to ask you something first. - Wait, why did you come to the bathroom, you haven't done anything."
Hailey slightly laughed. The parallels. "I just came to check how my reflection was looking in the mirror. I forgot to check before the photos and just wanted to see that I wasn't looking like you did a few minutes ago."
Summer laughed it off. "Okie dokie." She writhed her hands together anxiously. "Did Seth say anything to you about us, like, after we broke up? Did he share any thoughts or anything with you?" She felt like she could ask Hailey. She knew that she would give a proper answer, not a riddle or whatever like the others. Something straight up that she could feel.
Hailey looked down at Summer with a gentle smile. She was quite for a moment thinking of which direction to take with her answer. "Yea he did say a few things. Most of which doesn't matter now, but he was pretty cut up over how when you guys where together everything was fine, but when outside factors where introduced, that's when things went haywire. I mean he said that you guys never even had a proper argument."
Summer squinted, slightly confused. She got lost in her thoughts for a moment. She never thought about it like that. Without Anna or school pressures or her dad, things were so smooth, so flowing and comfortable. But the no arguing, pffft. "That's not true, we argued all the ti…."Summer sighed. Ouch. She knew what he meant. A proper relationship argument, they had not even had a proper relationship argument and they had been dating for over 3 months."
Hailey nodded knowingly. "A quart a year without an argument. I thought it was a myth." Well maybe that was just in Newport.
Summer turned and leaned on the vanity. "I didn't even know. I sort of grouped everything together."
She knew that Seth was talking about arguments where it was just them, not other people or circumstances that intervened. It was just how they evened themselves out naturally. There was no fights or arguments on how they should be more like this or that. Things just flowed effortlessly once they were together.
"You want him back don't you." Hailey prodded.
Summer didn't answer. She just wanted to clear everything. Clear her mind and heart. Clear everything just like a whiteboard.
"C'mon, let's go see who Seth is with and destroy her self esteem." Hailey said. She moved over to Summer placing her arm around her leading her out of the bathroom. A small smile reached Summer's lips as she quietly followed Hailey's direction.
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Hmm...would'nt it be cool if some of the other old SS writers came back to say hello :)
