Disclaimer: I didn't get 7th Heaven for my birthday so I guess its still
not mine shrugs. Oh, I don't own C.V.S. either, though that would be so
awesome if I did hehe.
A/N: Schools out and finals are over cheers so this means I'll be updating more frequently. The only thing will be that my grandfather is very sick so I should be updating HOPEFULLY once a week, but if I don't its either because I'm grounded smiles sheepishly or that something happened, so don't hurt me!! :-D now on with the story. Oh, if you're wondering why Ruthie hasn't been to school yet, they give them a week for adjusting, okay? She'll start this chapter or the next, I promise. Oh, and the first week you don't have to go to the Monday support group thing. Okay now on with the story!
Thank you everyone who reviewed! You guys make my day (
"Oh man. Are you sure about this?" Ruthie whispered to Kayla and Maria.
"Yes! You'll look great with darker hair with streaks!" Kayla whispered back.
"Doesn't that defeat the purpose? I mean, why go darker if you're just going to lighten it again with highlights?" Maria whispered to all of them.
"First of all, it IS different. You're only lightening PARTS of your hair, and second, why are we whispering?" Kayla replied, whispering rather loudly. The girls giggled, and resumed their conversation in their normal voices.
"Well all right..." Ruthie took a deep breath and went to the register and pulled out a 20 dollar bill.
"Is that all?" The teenager at the cash register asked.
"Umm...I guess so, do you guys want anything?" Kayla and Maria said no, and Ruthie turned back to the register.
"That will be $18.45." Ruthie gave her the bill, which she quickly made change for, and handed her the receipt. "Thank you for choosing C.V.S," she said, with an obviously rehearsed smile, and went back to gossiping with her employee.
"Oh my gosh I dunno about this guys..." Ruthie said, looking more nervous by the second, "Are you sure you guys know what you're doing and it will turn out all right?"
"Relax! It'll look great!" Maria comforted her. "Now come ON!"
The trio hurried back and rushed to their bedroom (Maria's was across the hall, and she was currently the only one there). Maria and Kayla practically dragged Ruthie down to the bathroom. It was five, so there was only two other people there, who were currently only washing their hands and on their way out.
"Good," Maria said, "Let's get to work."
They got a towel and put it on Ruthie's shoulders. The brought a chair over to a clean sink, (they chose the day after the bathrooms got cleaned), and followed the instructions for the dye. After they were done that, they stood Ruthie up, and wrenched her around so that she was facing the mirrors. They managed to convince her to open, and heard a gasp, followed by a squeal.
"It's awesome guys! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Ruthie squealed, going up to the mirror for a closer inspection, as Kayla and Maria gave each other high-fives.
"Now onto phase two," Kayla announced, grinning rather evilly, with Maria who was rubbing her hands together in a very non-comforting way. Ruthie gulped, and back away, but they managed to shove her into the chair, where the indeed went onto the second phase.
Back at the Camden House
Annie dived for the ringing phone. "Hello?" She said in a rushed voice.
"Hello? Annie?" Detective Michaels asked.
"Yes? Any news?" Annie questioned.
"Yes, actually. I just got off the phone with an elderly woman named Antoinette who said she thinks she saw Ruthie in the airport. She thought Ruthie was going towards the terminal for Chicago, but she wasn't sure. We're sending men there tomorrow. That's all she knew, though," Detective Michaels replied apologetically.
"Okay. Thank you," Annie sighed, happy for a lead but still worried.
"Anytime," Detective Michaels said, hanging up. He sighed. He knew Ruthie, and she was smart, and very clever. If she didn't want to be found, she wouldn't be found.
Back to Ruthie...
Before she knew it, Sunday night had arrived, meaning school started the next day. That night, Ruthie only picked at her food.
"Relax!" Kayla scolded her. "I'll be there, along with Maria, and you'll make new friends!" Kayla reminded her, with Maria next to her, nodding.
"Okay..." Ruthie sighed. "What school is it, by the way, nobody told me."
"Garfield High School, home of the Panthers," Maria grinned, then, seeing Ruthie's confused expression, said, "It was named after the president, not the cat," causing Ruthie to laugh, then Kayla and Maria laughing because, well, just because. Pretty soon they got the whole table laughing, loosening Ruthie's nerves greatly, and causing her to even look forward to the next day...just a little.
Back at the Camden House
The phone rang again at the Camden residence Sunday night, this time with Eric diving for it.
"Hello?" Eric practically yelled into the phone.
"Hi, Eric?" Detective Michaels asked.
"Yeah, any news?" Eric pressed.
"Nothing that I didn't tell Annie, which I assume she told you."
"Yeah, she told me. Thank you."
"Anytime. Listen, I'm gonna be out of town for a few days. I'm giving some students a lecture on safety and such. I'll call you when I get back with any news, however," Detective Michaels explained.
"Oh. Okay. What grade?" Eric asked.
"Tenth graders."
"Oh. Where?" Eric questioned.
"Garfield High School in Boston, Massachusetts."
"Garfield?"
"It was named after the president, not the cat," Detective Michaels explained.
"Oh, okay. Thanks for telling us."
"Anytime, Eric. Bye," Detective Michaels said.
"Bye," Eric said, and hung up the phone, sighing.
A/N: Dun dun dun! That was my attempt at a cliffhanger. Did it work? Review and tell me! You know that button's saying, "Press me! Press me!" And, yes, I am crazy. :-D so...yea...review cause ya know if you don't like the story it'll never get better if you don't help me out here! Okay I'm done, really. Bye!
A/N: Schools out and finals are over cheers so this means I'll be updating more frequently. The only thing will be that my grandfather is very sick so I should be updating HOPEFULLY once a week, but if I don't its either because I'm grounded smiles sheepishly or that something happened, so don't hurt me!! :-D now on with the story. Oh, if you're wondering why Ruthie hasn't been to school yet, they give them a week for adjusting, okay? She'll start this chapter or the next, I promise. Oh, and the first week you don't have to go to the Monday support group thing. Okay now on with the story!
Thank you everyone who reviewed! You guys make my day (
"Oh man. Are you sure about this?" Ruthie whispered to Kayla and Maria.
"Yes! You'll look great with darker hair with streaks!" Kayla whispered back.
"Doesn't that defeat the purpose? I mean, why go darker if you're just going to lighten it again with highlights?" Maria whispered to all of them.
"First of all, it IS different. You're only lightening PARTS of your hair, and second, why are we whispering?" Kayla replied, whispering rather loudly. The girls giggled, and resumed their conversation in their normal voices.
"Well all right..." Ruthie took a deep breath and went to the register and pulled out a 20 dollar bill.
"Is that all?" The teenager at the cash register asked.
"Umm...I guess so, do you guys want anything?" Kayla and Maria said no, and Ruthie turned back to the register.
"That will be $18.45." Ruthie gave her the bill, which she quickly made change for, and handed her the receipt. "Thank you for choosing C.V.S," she said, with an obviously rehearsed smile, and went back to gossiping with her employee.
"Oh my gosh I dunno about this guys..." Ruthie said, looking more nervous by the second, "Are you sure you guys know what you're doing and it will turn out all right?"
"Relax! It'll look great!" Maria comforted her. "Now come ON!"
The trio hurried back and rushed to their bedroom (Maria's was across the hall, and she was currently the only one there). Maria and Kayla practically dragged Ruthie down to the bathroom. It was five, so there was only two other people there, who were currently only washing their hands and on their way out.
"Good," Maria said, "Let's get to work."
They got a towel and put it on Ruthie's shoulders. The brought a chair over to a clean sink, (they chose the day after the bathrooms got cleaned), and followed the instructions for the dye. After they were done that, they stood Ruthie up, and wrenched her around so that she was facing the mirrors. They managed to convince her to open, and heard a gasp, followed by a squeal.
"It's awesome guys! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Ruthie squealed, going up to the mirror for a closer inspection, as Kayla and Maria gave each other high-fives.
"Now onto phase two," Kayla announced, grinning rather evilly, with Maria who was rubbing her hands together in a very non-comforting way. Ruthie gulped, and back away, but they managed to shove her into the chair, where the indeed went onto the second phase.
Back at the Camden House
Annie dived for the ringing phone. "Hello?" She said in a rushed voice.
"Hello? Annie?" Detective Michaels asked.
"Yes? Any news?" Annie questioned.
"Yes, actually. I just got off the phone with an elderly woman named Antoinette who said she thinks she saw Ruthie in the airport. She thought Ruthie was going towards the terminal for Chicago, but she wasn't sure. We're sending men there tomorrow. That's all she knew, though," Detective Michaels replied apologetically.
"Okay. Thank you," Annie sighed, happy for a lead but still worried.
"Anytime," Detective Michaels said, hanging up. He sighed. He knew Ruthie, and she was smart, and very clever. If she didn't want to be found, she wouldn't be found.
Back to Ruthie...
Before she knew it, Sunday night had arrived, meaning school started the next day. That night, Ruthie only picked at her food.
"Relax!" Kayla scolded her. "I'll be there, along with Maria, and you'll make new friends!" Kayla reminded her, with Maria next to her, nodding.
"Okay..." Ruthie sighed. "What school is it, by the way, nobody told me."
"Garfield High School, home of the Panthers," Maria grinned, then, seeing Ruthie's confused expression, said, "It was named after the president, not the cat," causing Ruthie to laugh, then Kayla and Maria laughing because, well, just because. Pretty soon they got the whole table laughing, loosening Ruthie's nerves greatly, and causing her to even look forward to the next day...just a little.
Back at the Camden House
The phone rang again at the Camden residence Sunday night, this time with Eric diving for it.
"Hello?" Eric practically yelled into the phone.
"Hi, Eric?" Detective Michaels asked.
"Yeah, any news?" Eric pressed.
"Nothing that I didn't tell Annie, which I assume she told you."
"Yeah, she told me. Thank you."
"Anytime. Listen, I'm gonna be out of town for a few days. I'm giving some students a lecture on safety and such. I'll call you when I get back with any news, however," Detective Michaels explained.
"Oh. Okay. What grade?" Eric asked.
"Tenth graders."
"Oh. Where?" Eric questioned.
"Garfield High School in Boston, Massachusetts."
"Garfield?"
"It was named after the president, not the cat," Detective Michaels explained.
"Oh, okay. Thanks for telling us."
"Anytime, Eric. Bye," Detective Michaels said.
"Bye," Eric said, and hung up the phone, sighing.
A/N: Dun dun dun! That was my attempt at a cliffhanger. Did it work? Review and tell me! You know that button's saying, "Press me! Press me!" And, yes, I am crazy. :-D so...yea...review cause ya know if you don't like the story it'll never get better if you don't help me out here! Okay I'm done, really. Bye!