Chapter Ten: Hypocrite

Ruthie stared dully at her computer screen racking her brain for a thesis to the stupid essay she had to write about how Capitalism and Social norms shaped the youth of tomorrow or something like that. She typed out a sentence but deleted it; she was about to type something else when a message popped up on her screen. She opened the message and read it; to her surprise it was from Mac.

BallaBoy18: Hey Ruthie its Mac. I got your screen name from Martin

NotAnotherCamden: Hi Mac. I didn't know Martin had my screen name I haven't spoken to him since I left Glenoak and I made this at school.

BallaBoy18: He said you IMed him earlier in the year.

Ruthie looked at the computer trying to remember, after a second she remembered what Mac was talking about. It happened not long after she had started using. Megan and her had come home late from work extremely high and had gotten to talking about previous boyfriends when they got to Martin, even though they hadn't dated, Megan insisted that Ruthie IM him so Ruthie made up a screen name and IMed Martin.

NotAnotherCamden: Oh yeah. So…BallaBoy? Lol and since when are u 18

BallaBoy18: Yeah well—Not Another Camden? What does that mean?

NotAnotherCamden: Well I'm not Very Camden-ish.

BallaBoy18: What do you men?

NotAnotherCamden: NVM.

BallaBoy18: Ok…So I heard ur going to b in Glenoak over spring break?

NotAnotherCamden: Yeah Matt roped me into it. Cuz I'd really rather spend my spring break in Glenoak when I live in NYC. Right.

BallaBoy18: C'mon u no u miss Glenoak. Lol

NotAnotherCamden: um…no not really. So u and Margaret?

BallaBoy18: Broke-up. Long distance never works out.

NotAnotherCamden: Sorry. What about Jane? What's she doing?

BallaBoy18: She's around.

NotAnotherCamden: T-Bone?

BallaBoy18: Around.

NotAnotherCamden: They're together?

BallaBoy18: I didn't say that. I didn't even type that!

NotAnotherCamden: U didn't have to. I don't care it's just weird. And I know about Martin and Sandy. Which I'm assuming is why you IMed me to find out what I knew so u could report back to Martin so he would know whether or not to avoid me. Am I right?

BallaBoy18: No! I IMed you because I saw u were online and I wanted to say Hi—and alright to see if you knew about Martin and Sandy but not so Martin could avoid u he wanted to tell you himself but looks like someone beat him to it.

NotAnotherCamden: Simon. And if he wanted to tell me he could have picked up a phone and called me. So you think they're going to last?

BallaBoy18: I don't know.

NotAnotherCamden: I have to go. Nice talking to you.

BallaBoy18: Ok. TTYL Ruthie.

NotAnotherCamden: Bye.

Ruthie closed the IM and signed off of AIM, she didn't want anybody else IMing her who knows how many people Martin gave her screen name to. Although he probably only gave it to Mac. Ruthie closed her laptop and sighed she couldn't work on her essay now she'd just have to work all day tomorrow since she didn't have any classes. Ruthie got up and paced her room, it was dark outside and she'd have to leave for work soon; it was strange that Megan was back yet her class ended a couple hours ago. The dorm room opened and Megan stumbled in; Ruthie walked over to her and led her to her bed.

"Megan where have you been we have to leave soon." Ruthie said trying to get her to look at her.

"I was out with Marcus!" Megan giggled. Ruthie grabbed Megan's wrist and made her look at her.

"What? Why were you with Marcus?" Ruthie shouted.

"Because he's so nice Ruthie! He really cares about me." Megan said calmly. Ruthie shook her head and try to calm down.

"No Megan, he doesn't! He's a drug dealer."

"HA!" Megan spat. Ruthie looked at her confused.

"Ha, what?" Ruthie said.

"I knew it! You're so judgmental!" Megan said getting slightly hysterical. Ruthie looked puzzled and was bordering on angry.

"I'm not being Judgmental, it's a fact! He's a drugdealer! That's what he does. He's dangerous. You're just his client he doesn't care about what happens to you!" Ruthie said trying her best not to scream. Megan jumped up and stumbled across the room to her dresser she began pulling out clothes and throwing them across the room. "What are you doing?"

"I am getting ready for work. And I can go by myself I don't want to be associated with a hypocrite." Megan spat. She began to strip slowly until she was down to her underwear. Ruthie looked at her hurt.

"I'm not a hypocrite!" Ruthie said calmly. "I'm worried about you—"

"Well you don't need to be! You think that you're all high and might cause or whatever but you're not the same girl you were when you left Cali!" Megan spat. Megan returned to getting dressed letting the words sink in.

"I can't believe you're saying stuff like this!" Ruthie shouted.

"Well you are! You can't judge me when you're exactly like me—"

"I'm not judging you!" Ruthie screamed. "Megan—"

"No!" Megan screamed. "Just don't talk to me!" Megan grabbed her jacket and stormed out of the dorm room leaving Ruthie alone. Ruthie sat back on her bed and looked at the clock they weren't due at the club for another two hours, Ruthie wondered where Megan was going.

Ruthie got up and grabbed a bag she began stuffing clothes into it rapidly tears sprang to her eyes but vanished from the heat of her face, she couldn't tell if she was hurt or really pissed, but she knew she wasn't staying with Megan tonight.

Authors Note: Okay Ihave now created a complete outline for this story for every single chapter to come so as long as I write them in time I should update regularly YAY! Lol. Okay I really liked the conversation between Mac and Ruthie I threw it in there last minute but I think it really works and it brings you out of the whole situation with Ruthie and shows that there is still the old Ruthie there somewhere.

The fight between Megan and Ruthie could have gone better if there any suggestions please let me know I wanted it to be really intense and painful but I don't know if it was good enough. Okay, I'll update again soon.

Katie