I do not own the characters

I do not own the characters.

"What! Tell me."

" Your going to live with me for the 9 months but that doesn't mean Martin can't come over. Actually I want him to come over, I don't want you to end up like Sandy." Mary said

"But Mary!"

" No Buts Ruthie, this is my house and you live under my rules."

" Fine!"

Ruthie walked around the spacious house. The ceiling was glass through out most of the house. Ruthie's room which Mary showed her was huge. The was were purple, and the draperies were blue. The dresser was black along with all the other furniture. The bedding was king size, with Camp Rock bedding, her favorite movie. The chair, stools and little accessories were Camp Rock as well.

Down the hall was her sister bedroom, which was all white with wooden furniture. It was about the same size as her room. But didn't look like a teen room.

Ruthie called Martin and told him that she was living with her sister and she wanted him a part of her life.

"I love you Ruthie, It's not the same as it was with Sandy."

" Will see about that. I had long day its about time I went to bed."

" Good Night." But Ruthie had already hung up the phone.

Mary was standing at the door, so she knew that Ruthie wanted to go to bed. She closed the door without saying anything.