Title:
World of Sin
Type: 7th Heaven Fan Fiction
Rating: PG-13 (Sexual
Content, Drugs)
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of 7th
Heaven. I do own all my original characters and this story, though.
Don't take.
Summary: Ruthie Camden rebels against morality and
everything her family stands for when she meets a guy willing to
introduce her to his world.Writer's Note: I wrote
this a couple years ago, or part of it, but greatly improved it. It's
one of my better stories.
Chapter One
It was morning. Nine o' clock. I was up early. Too early. I left my room, still half asleep, entered the kitchen, and sat at the table. I grabbed an apple and the newspaper. I was enjoying myself thoroughly when I heard the most annoying voice I heard everyday..
"Ruthie! You're up!" Lucy walked into the kitchen, surprised.
"Yeah. I'm sixteen. I may sleep a lot, but I do have a life other than sleeping," I replied, sarcastically. I don't know why she always had to be so perky.
"I know that; don't have a cow. Besides, I have to get back to the apartment. Me and Kevin are going to spend a romantic day together," Lucy explained, "We're going on a picnic, and we're going to be together all day."
"And then comes night and you guys go home and after a romantic day you fall into each other's arms in desire and --" Lucy cut me off.
"Ruthie! You're crude."
"I know," I laughed. Mom walked in and handed me a list. I looked at it as if it were diseased.
"What's this?" I wanted to know, holding it up.
"Go to the store for me, Ruthie. Stick to the list," Mom commanded. I rolled my eyes. It's 9am for Pete's sake.
"Do I have to?" I whined. Whining always got me out of it before.
"Of course you do. Here's a hundred dollars," Mom handed me five twenties. Apparently I'm too old to get out of doing things by whining. Sigh. Then it hit me: a hundred dollars.
"A hundred? For groceries?" I asked, confused. I looked at the list. Ah. It was incredibly long. "There's like a thousand things on this list!" I shouted, putting my long hair into a bun.
"I know, honey, it's a lot, but we're pretty much out of everything. You and Simon are pigs and Sam and David are growing and eating more and more everyday!" I laughed. She was way too corny.
"Yeah. They're eight now. It's hard to believe. Oh, and about Simon, whenever he moves out, which is hopefully soon, can I have his room?" I asked.
"Your room is bigger than his," Lucy reminded me.
"So?" I shot back, giving her a face of disrespect, "I want to change rooms for the sheer excitement of changing rooms." Mom laughed. Was I being corny now?
"No honey. Besides, your brother has two years of college left," Mom explained.
"I'll be out of here in two years if I plan on getting into Columbia," I retorted, "Which I am." I grabbed the keys to my Volkswagen, the car I bought with my own life savings when I was fifteen. "I'll be back later."
I walked outside and got in the green bug. It was adorable. I started the car, put in my newest CD, and drove away.
I entered the grocery store and was dreading shopping for all of this stuff. I grabbed a cart. I was going to need it.
I pushed the cart into the aisle with the junk food. Why not get the good stuff first? Suddenly, while I was picking up Fritos, a finger tapped me back and someone said, "Rachel?" I spun around. I stood before the hottest guy I'd ever seen in my life. I could pretend I was this Rachel person, but I'm honest, and I wouldn't do that. I should really boycott that whole honesty thing. The guy was taller than me by a few inches and had reddish-blonde hair and hazel eyes that you could stare into all day. His smile was adorable and his hair was not only cute, but it was a mess and looked great. I played it cool.
"Um, I'm sorry. I'm not the person your looking for," I explained. He smiled. I almost melted.
"I'm sorry. You look just like my friend from the C Club from behind," He told me.
"The C Club?" I asked.
"It's an adult club in L.A.," He replied. I gulped. "I'm Ashton Williams." He shot out his hand.
"Ruthie Camden," I replied, shaking it.
"I'm sorry. Um, if you had been a normal looking girl I would have left a long time ago," Ashton said. I looked at him funny.
"Are you saying I'm weird looking?" I wanted to know. His face turned to confusion.
"What? No! I didn't mean it like that! I mean, you're not plain looking. You're beautiful," He spat. I blushed. When I said he was hot, I meant really hot. I almost forgot about the whole Adult Club thing. This guy was too hot.
"How old are you, Ashton?" I asked. Great, I'm sounding like a third grader.
"Eighteen," Ashton replied, "And you?"
"I'm sixteen," I told him. My boycott begins soon.
"Say, would you want to go out with me sometime?" Ashton asked. I blushed again.
"Sure," I replied, "Like, when?"
"How about tonight?" He suggested. How very forward of him. That was something I definitely admired.
"Time and place?" I asked. Look at me, my voice hasn't screwed up yet.
"Eight pm. McDonalds. Don't worry, we'll just meet there, we're not eating there." I laughed.
"Ok. See you then." He walked away and I, giggling, finished shopping. This encounter made the whole agonizing journey a lot less difficult.
