Summer Roberts

Summer wanted to work on her tan, something that was difficult to do in San Francisco. So she thought returning to Newport for a few days was a good idea. At least she thought this until she walked into her room. She was so started by what she saw that she let out a yelp.

"What's wrong, what's going on?!" Taylor shouted, barreling into her room with what looked like a gun.

"Omigod, you have a gun in my house?!"

"Summer?" Taylor blinked. "Wasn't expecting you. And don't worry, it's just a flare gun."

"Why would you...never mind," Summer said, shaking her head. Because honestly, Taylor owning a flare gun was very...Taylor. "Why is there a giant cardboard cutout of some cartoon character in my room?"

"Comic book character," Taylor corrected. "That's Little Miss Vixen from Atomic County. I got it at Comic Con for you. And an action figure."

"Atomic County? Isn't that the comic Cohen created that, like, failed spectacularly." And why did she remember that?

Taylor shrugged. "It's got a small cult following. And, I don't know, it's cute, don't you think?"

"She looks trashy," Summer replied, making a face.

Taylor raised an eyebrow, and it seemed like she wanted to say something. Summer wasn't quite sure why her friend opted to remain speechless, but she was going to enjoy the silence while it lasted.

[I had to!]

The one thing Summer missed about Newport whenever she was away was the beach. She was pretty determined to get as much sunbathing time in as she could before she'd make the movie to San Francisco. Today was no exception.

( Cut for length and bit of canon )

[ooc: establishy. much of the dialog taken from the season four episodes "The Gringos" and "The Cold Turkey," with a few changes]

Summer was moping just a little. She didn't want to face Chris after everything, at least not right away. Yet, here she was in the dorm room they shared. She was sitting on her bed, anticipating his return eventually. There was a bunny in her arms that she was cuddling. It made things a little less stressful.

She figured they'd get through this, but there was a small part of her that feared they couldn't.

Summer wasn't sure how she was feeling when she woke up. Sad that she and Shawn had decided to break up, glad they could still be friends, and relieved that they had finally talked about things.

Even though this was probably for the best, she was still planning to spend the day moping and possibly marathoning The Valley DVDs. She had no idea that those plans would likely be interrupted.

[ooc: for a specific wee one, but also open to anyone!]

Summer couldn't believe it. Of all the stupid things her roommate could have done, inviting Johnny and Savannah over to watch movies had to be high on the list.

She'd spent most of the day bitching at Chris about this. Seriously, what had he been thinking?

They were totally watching whatever she wanted. Oh yes.

[ooc: for the people mentioned in the post.]

Summer slept pretty well. Considering she had things like gremlins and bad karaoke to worry about, this was quite an accomplishment.

Yesterday had been busy, though. The welcome party had been just a bit overwhelming. At least her Big Brother had seemed nice enough. He even gave her a list of some of strange things about this town. And she met Alanna and a talking cat. Then she met Jaye who has a talking toaster. She seemed normal, too. Billy and Cally seemed nice as well. But the most memorable? Alec and his shirtlessness. That was enough to convince her to stay even though she could get attacked by a gremlin or snow monster at any time.

She still wondered if she should ever mention any of this stuff to her friends at home, though. They'd probably think she was insane. And that can only do bad things to her social life.