For the next 3 weeks, Summer ignored Seth except for working on their projects. As soon as their projects where over, she completely avoided Seth. Finally, the first semester was over. After school on the last day of the first semester, Seth approached Summer.
"Hey, Summer. The uh, the Chrismukkah party is tomorrow. I know you've been ignoring me for awhile, but I was wondering if you would come with me. As in, come as my date?"
Summer was surprised. "Uh, sure, Cohen. But this isn't a commitment date. Got it?"
"Of course. I wouldn't expect it." Seth grins.
Later that day, Seth and Ryan were in the pool house. Ryan noticed that Seth couldn't stop smiling.
"Dude, you are really starting to creep me out. Why the heck do you keep smiling?" Ryan looked at him.
"Because, dude. I have a date. With a girl. I have a date with a girl to the Chrismukkah party." Seth was grinning.
"Really? Who's the lucky girl?"
"Get this. I have a date. With a girl. A girl who happens to be Summer."
"That's great!" Ryan gave Seth a high five.
"Yeah, but she said it's a non-commitment date…" Seth trailed off.
"That's ok. You still got a date with her." Ryan reasoned.
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
Meanwhile, Summer was at her house with Marissa getting ready for the party.
"So Summ, won't it be awkward to be at Seth's parents' party, and see Seth around when you're pregnant with his baby?"
"Well, Marissa, I won't be at Seth's parent's party, seeing Seth around." Summer looked at her.
Marissa was confused. "Wait, are you not going to the party?"
"Oh, no. I'm going to the party." Summer looked back at the mirror.
"How are you going to avoid seeing Seth, then?"
"I'm not going to avoid seeing Cohen. I'm gonna….I'm going to be there with him." Summer looked back at Marissa.
"What? You're going with Seth to the party?" Marissa was surprised.
"Yep."
"And you're going to tell him about the baby, right?" As Marissa asked that, Summer looked away. "Summer."
"It's a non-commitment date. And telling a guy that he's going to be a dad sounds a LOT like a commitment to me." Summer looked back at Marissa.
"Summer! You HAVE to tell him eventually. I mean, you're carrying his child!" Marissa yelled.
"You wanna say it a little louder? My dad's downstairs!" Summer hurried over and closed her bedroom door.
"Sorry." Marissa lowered her voice. "Summ, eventually, Seth will find out. Don't you think it should be from his baby—" Marissa got cut off by Summer.
"If you say 'mama'…" Summer trailed off.
"Sorry. Don't you think it should be from you instead of someone else?" Marissa reasoned.
"You're right. I should tell him. But I don't wanna do it tonight. You know how important Chrismakkuh is to Cohen. I don't want to make this night bad with news like that." Summer knew that that was the right choice.
"Summer, any night that you tell Seth this, it won't be a good time to tell him. You do know that, right?"
Summer looked down at her hands. "Yeah. Yeah I know." She said quietly.