Ruthie sat on her bed, dreaming of Martin. It wasn't like he was the only thing she could think of, but He was a challenging thing to get out of her head. Ruthie sat up to look at her clock. It was only 9:30 in the morning. Ruthie really had nothing to do, so she got up and went to the kitchen to make some breakfast.

When she got down, she met Simon in the kitchen.

"Simon," said Ruthie with a bit of surprise in her voice.

"Hey, Ruthie!" Simon said a bit more enthusiastically.

"Hey," she said looking into the refrigerator.

"So, I……heard about you and Martin," said Simon, trying to be smooth.

"Oh," said Ruthie still looking in to the fridge. "What do you think?"

"It's……Well, it's nice that you two are together. I mean, I think you make a cute couple. But, truthfully, I don't trust him."

"You don't trust any boy I go out with, and personally, it doesn't bother me," said Ruthie smiling at Simon.

"Very true."

"So, how's college?" said Ruthie, trying to strike up a bit of conversation.

"Oh, it's good," said Simon with a bit of gloom in his eyes.

"How's Rose?" asked Ruthie, not meeting Simon's eyes.

Simon's eyes became distant, and then came back into focus. He cleared his throat, and walked up to Ruthie like he was about to tell her a secret.

"Do you remember the old days?" he said with a big smile on his face. "Remember when me and you, we would have our little adventures? I would tell you everything. We were like each other's best friends!"

Ruthie gave a smile. It wasn't a happy smile, it was more like a sad smile because she knew she would never have a good memory like that again. "Ya, I remember."

"I miss those days. I miss the days when we could tell each other anything, the days where we were each other's best friends."

"I miss it to," Ruthie said looking at Simon with sad eyes.

"What happened?" asked Simon with a puzzled look on his face.

"You went to high school, I guess. I was still a little girl, and you went and grew up. I don't know, maybe you just got sick of me or something," she laughed insincerely.

"That would never happen!" said Simon seriously. "Okay, I'm going to tell you something no one in this house know, and it should stay that way even after I tell you, okay?"

"Okay," said Ruthie, getting anxious that they were now sharing a secret like when they were little.

"My relationship with Rose is horrible. I like her and all, but she is so not for me. She is lazy, all she cares about is herself, and honestly," he gave a sarcastic chuckle, "I would dump her right now. But she'd probably get mad and make me stay with her against my will."

Ruthie looked down at her feet. "Why are you with her if you don't like her so much?"

"I don't know. It's like………she's already got a wedding dress and everything. I feel so bad. I was going to dump her, but when I saw the dress she bought, I wimped out!

"Oh."

"What should I do?" asked Simon sitting down on the kitchen stool with a look of defeat on his face.

"I don't think you should marry her if you don't love her, Simon. That would just be stupid," Ruthie said being totally serious. She looked at Simon with truthful eyes.

"Your right," he said with a wave of realization.

At that there was a knock on the door. Ruthie hoped to God it was not Martin. Because she looked like she had just gotten out of bed (which she had). She had a loose ponytail in her hair, and loose sweatpants. She walked to the door and opened it. Not that she was surprised, it was Martin.

Martin looked at her with a smile growing on his face.

"Don't look at me!" she said starting to turn around, but before she could Martin turned her back around to face him.

"Did you know that it is a proven fact that boys think girls are ten times hotter in the morning?" asked Martin still holding on to Ruthie's shoulders.

"Okay, I'll talk to you later Ruthie," said Simon with a look of sarcastic disgust on his face. He walked out of the room with that same look.

"I didn't know that."

"Well, it's true," said Martin, matter-of-factly.

"So," said Ruthie walking to the table. "What's up?"

"Nothing much," said Martin walking up to the table, sitting next to Ruthie.

"What do you say you go on an adventure with me?" said Ruthie to Martin with playful eyes.

"Okay?" said Martin, giving Ruthie a fake concerned look.

"Well, me and Simon used to go on little adventures all the time, and I kind of miss them. I think it would be fun to have one with you. Don't you think?"

"Ya," said Martin smiling. "That would be cool. So, what's our adventure?"

"To end Simon and Rose's relationship."