Title: World of Sin
Type: 7th Heaven Fan Fiction
Rating: PG-13 (Sexual Content, Drugs)
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of 7th Heaven. I do own all my original characters and this story, though. Don't take.
Summary: Ruthie Camden rebels against morality and everything her family stands for when she meets a guy willing to introduce her to his world.

Writer's Note: I wrote this a couple years ago, or part of it, but greatly improved it. It's one of my better stories.

Chapter Three

That week I kept thinking of Ashton and the C Club. I could barely get my homework done without thinking of it. I'm not sure why I even wanted to do this. Any other time I would have automatically turned it down. Ashton just has this sense about him that makes you want to know him better. It was exactly a week from when we met, and I met Ashton at the restaurant. He was already there.

"So have you thought about it?" Ashton asked, greeting me. I nodded, smiling. Gees, I acted like a floozy around him.

"It's all I've thought about all week. And I've come to a decision," I explained, dramatically. Ashton smiled.

"Which is..?" He asked.

"I'm going with you, but you've got to help me sneak into my room to get my stuff. Oh crap, and what about school?" I asked.

"Ok. I'll help you. School.. well, it's just the beginning of summer. We'll get you in school in fall. What year will you be?" Ashton asked.

"I'll be a junior," I explained. He smiled and kissed me on the lips. His lips were soft, and I was in heaven, but my head spoke before my heart.

"No dating," I proposed.

"What?" Ashton replied, as if he'd not heard me.

"We can't date and live in the same apartment," I explained.

"I understand," Ashton replied.

"I just don't want to make a mistake if I fall in love with you," I informed him. He blushed.

"Ok, I understand," Ashton smiled. He tried to hide it.

Later, we arrived at the house and I pointed to my window.

"It's the one way up there," I informed him.

"Great," Ashton sarcastically responded.

"Yeah, isn't it?" I replied, with the same hint of sarcasm.

"Ok, I'll boost you into that tree and you'll climb it, open your window, pack your suitcase really fast, and throw it down to me. Then you'll climb down," Ashton suggested.

"You're brilliant!" I exclaimed. That was overtly flirty.

"I know, now let's get you into the tree," Ashton told me. I smiled and he lifted me up to the tree. I grabbed the branch, lifted myself, and climbed it. I reached the window. I leaned from the tree to open the window, trying to keep balanced, but I reached out too far and lost balance. My legs were still wrapped around the tree, but I flipped over and was hanging upside down. That wasn't smart. Blood rushed to my head. I squirmed. I didn't even know if I was going to survive this, let alone get everything done super fast. Suddenly, I had an idea. I reached up my arm and grabbed the tree and tried with all my might to lift my self up right. I failed and ended up in the same predicament as earlier. I tried again. Finally, I was sitting up. Now to reach for that window.. I threw my arms out and reached it, but my legs fell out of the tree. I was hanging on my the window sill. Don't look down, Ruthie, I told myself. Of course, I looked down. Now I was scared. I lifted myself up, and stood on the window sill. There wasn't very much room. I tried to open the window. It worked.

I went into my room and grabbed a suitcase and put lots of random things in it. I stuffed them carefully. I heard someone walking in and vanished into the closet. It was Mom. She didn't stay long, but closed the open window. 10 Points for Mom. When she was gone, I was back to packing. As soon as I was done, I threw the suitcase down and came out of the tree. As I was coming down, scary thoughts came into my head. How could I leave my mom and dad? How scared would they be? I got up my courage and didn't let myself cry. I got in my bug and followed Ashton's way. On the way to L.A. I thought about lots of horrid things.

Los Angeles was a big city. I could get lost or raped or killed. This adult thing, what if people expect me to strip or something? What if I start to develop real feelings for Ashton? What if I missed mom? I cleared my mind of all the bad thoughts. I tried to concentrate on the good. I couldn't. So I concentrated on the road.

We drove for a good two hours before we arrived at a place with a big "Adult" sign over head. Under it, were the words C CLUB. I was shaking. He got out of his car and I got out of mine.

"This is it," Ashton explained.

"Yeah, it is," I replied.

"You're nervous," Ashton noticed.

"It shows?" I asked. He nodded. We walked in. Music blared. Girls were dancing around in short shorts and barely any shirt. I blinked. Ashton led me through to a room marked 'manager'.

"Hello, Mr. Joe?" Ashton greeted the manager, "This is Ruthie Camden. She's here to try out to be a worker here." His name was Mr. Joe? Great.

"Hi, it's a pleasure to meet you. Ashton says that this is a good place to work and that you need some --"

"Hello Ruthie," Mr. Joe cut me off. He was checking me out. "Come here tomorrow at ten pm wearing a little less and I'll show you the ropes," Mr. Joe, twenty-something year old replied. I nodded. This would be interesting.

"So am I hired already?" I asked. I was so bad at this. Mr. Joe shook his head and laughed.

"How old are you?" He wanted to know. I exchanged glances with Ashton.

"I'm sixteen," I admitted. Mr. Joe didn't seem fazed.

"We have a few people your age," Mr. Joe replied, then answered my question, "You're not hired yet, Ruthie. I need to see what you can do first." I nodded. Mr. Joe turned to Ashton. "Give her something nice to wear, Ash." Ashton nodded.