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...Friday afternoon, the lounge is filling up with Bambi and the others: Lexi, Sage, Kaylie, Marissa, and Chanel. Their arrivals are accompanied by loud recitations of their trials and tribulations. Sage, picking at an invisible pimple, worries about her 13-year-old boy. On Friday afternoons, she helps out with baseball practice before driving to Shamrock. He thinks she just dances topless, but she’s afraid soon he’ll know the truth...
...Marissa bursts in with her ear to her phone. She’s in some trouble, and she’s trying to reach her attorney, a former client. She pulls out the lounge’s blow dryer, squatting in her platform heels to look in the mirror...
...talked to him. He was the nicest guy you'd ever want to meet." Among the girls in the group, Weise was known as the rare boy who could talk about his feelings and listen to others. "He was always trying to help other people with their problems," says Marissa White, 14. "When he talked, he made a lot of sense...
Luke was the perfect dynamic character, whose beautiful transition from water-polo-playing bully to “friend to the world” was the result of heartbreaking insecurities rather than poor script writing. By deflowering Marissa, banging Julie even after she blocked him on AIM, and playing golf while wasted, he redefined “baller status” for high-schoolers everywhere. If he would swim to The OC from Portland wearing Speedos and a swim cap or emerge from the pool at one of Cal’s parties (again, in a Speedo and swim...
...appears poised for a dramatic return to form as the old order reemerges. The previews for the next episode—in which, as far as we can tell, the old crew of Ryan, Seth, Marissa, and Summer get locked in the mall and hilarious antics ensue—suggest a return to the crazy caper format of some of last season’s best episodes. And from there, who knows? Ryan and Marissa might reunite. Maybe Jimmy Cooper will even come back. The future is bright, but let’s not count our chickens yet?...