Disclaimer: I still don't own 7th Heaven, or Target
A/N: I can accept anonymous reviews now!! (Sorry if any anonymous person tried to review and couldn't, I didn't know I had that you couldn't under my settings... oops!) Anyways... see I updated a lot sooner! cheers I'm so proud of myself...anyways...on with the story!
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Ruthie rolled over and smacked her alarm clock, groping for the off button. Before she could even think about falling back asleep, however, she was pulled off her bed.
"Come ON! Don't want to be late for your first day of school, do you?" Kayla said, grinning at her.
"Go away!" Ruthie groaned.
"Sorry, no. Now get in the shower before there's a huge line!"
Ruthie picked up her outfit, which Maria and Kayla had approved the night before (a new denim jacket, boughten on sale at Target, a purple shirt with a huge fancy butterfly one it, on sale at Target again, and her old faded jeans, very "vintage" according to Maria and Kayla), and stumbled into the bathroom and into an available shower. She took a quick shower, got dressed, ate, brushed her teeth, and was set to go in an amazing 45 minutes.
She went downstairs and waited for Kayla and Maria, which was only about five minutes. When they got outside, the chilly autumn wind blew her newly short hair, (she got it cut yesterday), into her face. She hugged her jacket around her as the trio walked to school.
"Okay, this afternoon we're going to find jobs," Kayla announced.
"WHAT?!?!" Maria and Ruthie screamed.
"Maria and I have been here a month already, and I, for one, want Ruthie to have the same job as me, and the group thing isn't until eight, so what better time?" Kayla reasoned.
"She has a point I guess..." said Maria.
"Okay..." Said Ruthie.
"See? I'm right. Now come on here it is!" Kayla boasted as they arrived at a formidable brick building.
Ruthie started to back up but was dragged forward by the other two. The strode up the seemingly endless stairs into a wide hall filled with bustling students.
"Come on. We'll take you to the office," Maria offered. The walked quickly down winding halls until they arrived at a door with a frosted windows that had "Office" spelled on it with black letters. They went inside to find a woman of about fifty talking on the phone and shuffling through papers.
"Hello? Mrs. Pine? This is Ruthie, who's starting today," Kayla told her.
"Oh, of course, here's your schedule, come back if you need anything," Mrs. Pine said hurriedly.
They left, and Ruthie showed them her schedule.
"Oh! I have Geometry and Bio with you!" said Kayla.
"I have Art with you the last half of the year, Phys Ed., and English with you," Maria said.
"Okay good! This means I only have World History and Computer during the first half of the year by myself. What homeroom are you in?" Ruthie said, greatly relieved.
"Umm... same as yours!" Kayla announced, "Maria's by herself though.
Ruthie and Kayla said good-bye to Maria and walked to homeroom. They introduced Ruthie, and soon after the bell rang to go to their first class. Those classes went by uneventfully, but then came time for Phys. Ed. Ruthie and Maria got changed and headed for the gym. They got their before the teacher, and started talking. Before long, the teacher strode in.
"Hello, please take a seat on the bleachers. Everybody, we have a new student. This is Ruthie," the Coach announced, pointing at Ruthie, who was blushing.
"Hi, Ruthie," the class said in monotone voices.
"Now we also have a guest speaker today. His name is Detective Michaels, and he's from Glenoak, California. He's here to tell us about protecting ourselves, seeing as he's particularly good at solving cases on missing, kidnapped, or murdered children. Hello Detective!" the Coach said to Detective Michaels, who had just walked in.
"Maria! I know him!" Ruthie said, looking very pale.
"Oh no! Uhh... well, he can't take you away, but just look down," Maria suggested, very worried.
"Okay," Ruthie said staring at her lap, and resting her head in her hands like she was very tired.
It was probably the slowest class in Ruthie's life, and that's saying something, after taking Algebra I last year. Finally, the bell to get dressed rang, and Ruthie and Maria bolted to the door. Not fast enough though. Detective Michaels saw Ruthie, and thought she looked familiar.
"Coach? Who's that girl? With the short dark hair with highlights next to the Latin girl," Detective Michaels asked.
"Oh, she's new. I think her name is Ruthie...yeah, that's it, Ruthie," The confused Coach responded.
"Is her last name Camden?" Detective Michaels pressed.
"Umm... yeah. Why do you ask?" The Coach said, checking her name in his grading book.
"Oh, I know her family. I'll go say hi to her," Detective Michaels said, going after Ruthie.
"Okay," the Coach said, shrugging.
"Ruthie!" Detective Michaels called after her. Ruthie turned around by instinct, then mentally kicked her self for doing so. She quickly turned back around and ran towards the locker room. Detective Michaels was too fast though. He grabbed her shoulder and turned her around. "What do you think you're doing here?" he asked, "Do you know how worried your family is? Your friends? Your mother barely stops crying! Your father is close to a mental breakdown!"
"Serves them right!" Ruthie thought, but said, "Tell them I'm fine and that I'm sorry, but I'm not coming home."
"You have to come home! I'm the police! In fact, I'm taking you to the nearest station right now!" he said, grabbing her arm.
"You can't do that! I'm in a home for runaway girls and you can't take me home! It's the law!" Ruthie blurted out.
Detective Michaels sighed. He had been afraid of this. He knew Ruthie was smart. More than smart, she was clever. She would have figured out she could do that. "Fine," he said, "But don't think this is the end of it.
Ruthie breathed a sigh of relief. For now, she was safe. It was only a matter of time, however, before her parents would come. But for now, she would fine sanctuary in the unlikely place of the girls' locker room.
A/N: You like? Tell me in a review! You know you want to press it... it's calling you... hehe okay I'm done now. Byye!
A/N: I can accept anonymous reviews now!! (Sorry if any anonymous person tried to review and couldn't, I didn't know I had that you couldn't under my settings... oops!) Anyways... see I updated a lot sooner! cheers I'm so proud of myself...anyways...on with the story!
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Ruthie rolled over and smacked her alarm clock, groping for the off button. Before she could even think about falling back asleep, however, she was pulled off her bed.
"Come ON! Don't want to be late for your first day of school, do you?" Kayla said, grinning at her.
"Go away!" Ruthie groaned.
"Sorry, no. Now get in the shower before there's a huge line!"
Ruthie picked up her outfit, which Maria and Kayla had approved the night before (a new denim jacket, boughten on sale at Target, a purple shirt with a huge fancy butterfly one it, on sale at Target again, and her old faded jeans, very "vintage" according to Maria and Kayla), and stumbled into the bathroom and into an available shower. She took a quick shower, got dressed, ate, brushed her teeth, and was set to go in an amazing 45 minutes.
She went downstairs and waited for Kayla and Maria, which was only about five minutes. When they got outside, the chilly autumn wind blew her newly short hair, (she got it cut yesterday), into her face. She hugged her jacket around her as the trio walked to school.
"Okay, this afternoon we're going to find jobs," Kayla announced.
"WHAT?!?!" Maria and Ruthie screamed.
"Maria and I have been here a month already, and I, for one, want Ruthie to have the same job as me, and the group thing isn't until eight, so what better time?" Kayla reasoned.
"She has a point I guess..." said Maria.
"Okay..." Said Ruthie.
"See? I'm right. Now come on here it is!" Kayla boasted as they arrived at a formidable brick building.
Ruthie started to back up but was dragged forward by the other two. The strode up the seemingly endless stairs into a wide hall filled with bustling students.
"Come on. We'll take you to the office," Maria offered. The walked quickly down winding halls until they arrived at a door with a frosted windows that had "Office" spelled on it with black letters. They went inside to find a woman of about fifty talking on the phone and shuffling through papers.
"Hello? Mrs. Pine? This is Ruthie, who's starting today," Kayla told her.
"Oh, of course, here's your schedule, come back if you need anything," Mrs. Pine said hurriedly.
They left, and Ruthie showed them her schedule.
"Oh! I have Geometry and Bio with you!" said Kayla.
"I have Art with you the last half of the year, Phys Ed., and English with you," Maria said.
"Okay good! This means I only have World History and Computer during the first half of the year by myself. What homeroom are you in?" Ruthie said, greatly relieved.
"Umm... same as yours!" Kayla announced, "Maria's by herself though.
Ruthie and Kayla said good-bye to Maria and walked to homeroom. They introduced Ruthie, and soon after the bell rang to go to their first class. Those classes went by uneventfully, but then came time for Phys. Ed. Ruthie and Maria got changed and headed for the gym. They got their before the teacher, and started talking. Before long, the teacher strode in.
"Hello, please take a seat on the bleachers. Everybody, we have a new student. This is Ruthie," the Coach announced, pointing at Ruthie, who was blushing.
"Hi, Ruthie," the class said in monotone voices.
"Now we also have a guest speaker today. His name is Detective Michaels, and he's from Glenoak, California. He's here to tell us about protecting ourselves, seeing as he's particularly good at solving cases on missing, kidnapped, or murdered children. Hello Detective!" the Coach said to Detective Michaels, who had just walked in.
"Maria! I know him!" Ruthie said, looking very pale.
"Oh no! Uhh... well, he can't take you away, but just look down," Maria suggested, very worried.
"Okay," Ruthie said staring at her lap, and resting her head in her hands like she was very tired.
It was probably the slowest class in Ruthie's life, and that's saying something, after taking Algebra I last year. Finally, the bell to get dressed rang, and Ruthie and Maria bolted to the door. Not fast enough though. Detective Michaels saw Ruthie, and thought she looked familiar.
"Coach? Who's that girl? With the short dark hair with highlights next to the Latin girl," Detective Michaels asked.
"Oh, she's new. I think her name is Ruthie...yeah, that's it, Ruthie," The confused Coach responded.
"Is her last name Camden?" Detective Michaels pressed.
"Umm... yeah. Why do you ask?" The Coach said, checking her name in his grading book.
"Oh, I know her family. I'll go say hi to her," Detective Michaels said, going after Ruthie.
"Okay," the Coach said, shrugging.
"Ruthie!" Detective Michaels called after her. Ruthie turned around by instinct, then mentally kicked her self for doing so. She quickly turned back around and ran towards the locker room. Detective Michaels was too fast though. He grabbed her shoulder and turned her around. "What do you think you're doing here?" he asked, "Do you know how worried your family is? Your friends? Your mother barely stops crying! Your father is close to a mental breakdown!"
"Serves them right!" Ruthie thought, but said, "Tell them I'm fine and that I'm sorry, but I'm not coming home."
"You have to come home! I'm the police! In fact, I'm taking you to the nearest station right now!" he said, grabbing her arm.
"You can't do that! I'm in a home for runaway girls and you can't take me home! It's the law!" Ruthie blurted out.
Detective Michaels sighed. He had been afraid of this. He knew Ruthie was smart. More than smart, she was clever. She would have figured out she could do that. "Fine," he said, "But don't think this is the end of it.
Ruthie breathed a sigh of relief. For now, she was safe. It was only a matter of time, however, before her parents would come. But for now, she would fine sanctuary in the unlikely place of the girls' locker room.
A/N: You like? Tell me in a review! You know you want to press it... it's calling you... hehe okay I'm done now. Byye!