Chapter 8

Ruthie's Blog

Thanks again to everyone who has emailed me their work. I will get around to replying to all of you, but I have been inundated with emails, and my email crashed :S

Anyway, Allison has given up on the acting lessons, because they were not working. We tried again at the diner and again I froze up. It wasn't as bad as last time.

The waitress that serves us is always the same women. She has scars down one side of her face and always smiles at me and Allison. She is how I imagined Emily, Sam's new girlfriend.

Paul has a new girlfriend now, and she has lasted more than three days. She's older than him, and has finished her university, where she had a scholarship. So she is clever. That's pretty much all I know about her. Oh, and that her name is Rachel.

I saw him again yesterday. I was sat in the diner and he walked in with a load of the other 'protectors'. They sat in the furthest corner from me and Allison.

There is no way I am ever going to be able to talk to him, I was silent just being in the same room as him. I sat in silence, waiting for my lunch to arrive, while watching him laugh with the gang. I'm glad I am not the only one who physically cannot talk to people they like.

I think Paul is hiding something from me, too. About the gang – he called them a 'pack', like from the old Quilute legends, but those are just stories.

Keep sending your art work.

Love you lots,

Ruthie.