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The days couldn't go by fast enough for Ruthie. School was awful. Meredith wasn't really speaking to her and whenever she and Martin saw each other, things were just awkward. They would awkwardly ask how each other were and what they had been up to, and then that was it. It was the same every day and Ruthie wondered if it was breaking Martin's heart as much as it was hers. She sighed, thinking how it had almost been so perfect, but now there was no chance of that. To make matters worse she wasn't doing too great in school, but surprisingly her parents were being understanding about the whole thing. But she knew they wouldn't be forever. She'd never really thought about it, but outside of her family and the kids she socialized with at church she didn't have that many friends. Now with Martin and Meredith not really talking to her, life was really lonely. She stopped by her locker to drop off some books. She put in the combination and as she opened it, books and papers spilled out. "Damn it!" she cried out loud. "This sucks," she said as she kicked at the scrunched up pieces of paper on the floor.

"Wow, don't think I've seen anyone get so worked up over a few papers falling on the floor," said a male voice Ruthie didn't recognize.

She turned around to see who had spoke and saw a boy she didn't recognize. He was tall, had long brown hair that almost covered his eyes, and bright green eyes. He was smiling at her, and holding one of the books that had fallen. "Hi," he said.

"Hey," she said not too enthusiastically.

"Here," he handed her the book.

"Thanks."

"I'm Mike," he said extending his hand.

"Ruthie," she said shaking it. "I haven't seen you around before."

"Yeah, I'm new. I just transferred here from New York."

"Oh." Ruthie said.

"Yeah," he just smiled at her. "It's definitely different here, but I think I could learn to love it."

Great, why is he looking at me like that? Sure, he's cute, but I can't even date anyone else right now. My heart, even though it is broken, belongs to Martin. Mike was still looking at her.

"Look I know this may be forward," he said, "since I did just meet you and all, but would you maybe want to have pizza with me tonight? I don't know anyone and it would be nice to have a friend."

His question caught her off guard and the way that he was looking at her made her think that he was after more than friendship. She wasn't sure if she was ready to go out with another guy, even if it wasn't technically a date. She saw Martin coming down the hallway and he stopped when he saw her. Without thinking about it, she turned to mike and said, "Sure. I'd love to."

"Great."

"Here," she wrote her address and number down on a piece of paper and gave it to him.

"Cool, so I'll pick you up at 6."

"Sure," Ruthie nodded now wishing she hadn't put herself in this situation. She knew her parents were not going to like this, as understanding as they were trying to be. She also wasn't sure how old Mike was. He looked to be about Martin's grade, but she didn't know. If he was that old, she knew it was going to take a lot of begging with her parents for them to let her go. I don't even know Mike and he may not even be worth the begging, she told herself. Why did I say yes to him?

"I'll see you then," Ruthie watched Mike leave. She knew that Martin had been watching them. She turned around, and he was making a beeline for her.

"Hey," he said. "What's going on?"

"Not much," Ruthie replied coolly.

"Who was that guy?" he asked.

So he's being direct, she thought. No beating around the bush. I know he still loves me, and having him asking questions like this just makes it harder. But does he seriously think that I'm just going to wait around and not date? "Oh, that was Mike."

He just stared at her, "Care to elaborate?"

She didn't, not really. But he looked determined to know "If you really want to know, we're having pizza tonight."

Martin looked crestfallen. His face said it all.

"Well you asked," she said getting annoyed.

"What?"

"Don't look so upset. You asked and I told you. And I don't know why you're so upset, you know perfectly well how I feel about you, and yet we're not together. And did you really think that I would just wait around? I'm trying to move on, and if you don't like that well …. That's just too bad." With that being said, she turned and walked away from him. She knew she was being mean but she wanted to hurt him, just as bad as he had hurt her.

Martin didn't know what to say as Ruthie stormed away from him. His head was still reeling from the fact that she had a date with another guy. A guy that wasn't him. He sighed, why does everything have to be so hard? He still loved Ruthie but he couldn't be with her at this stage in his life. He had just assumed that she would be too heart broken to go out with anyone for a while. He hadn't really thought about her dating anyone else. Though up until she had confessed her true feelings to him she had been a little bit boy crazy. She's just trying to mask her true hurt feelings, he told himself. She doesn't like that guy; she's trying to get back at me. Even though he knew that might be true, it still didn't ease the pain in his heart. As he approached his car, his cell phone rang. "Hello?"

"Martin, it's Sandy."

"Hi," said Martin wishing he didn't have to deal with this right now.

"What are you doing?" she asked

"Just got out of school," he replied "yourself?"

"Not too much. Are you busy now?"

He didn't know how to answer that, "Uh …"

"It's just, I have a doctor's appointment I have to go to," she told him "It's for a checkup and everything, to make sure the baby's ok. I was hoping you'd go with me."

"Oh," he replied. "I don't think I can. It's kind of short notice. It's going to take me two hours just to get up there."

"Oh right," she sounded upset.

"Look," he told her. "Why don't you get Simon to go with you this time, and I promise next time I'll go with you. Just give me more than 24 hours notice, okay?"

"Alright. I'll ask Simon. I'll call and let you know how it went."

"Ok. You do that. I have to go."

"Ok, bye," she told him.

He hung up the phone. He knew he was being mean to her but he couldn't help it. He was really resenting Sandy right now. Because of her his life was so messed up. Who am I kidding? I'm just as much to blame as she his. He hated to admit it but he was mad at himself, for being so stupid. Feeling defeated he got into his car.

Ruthie walked into the house to find it empty. That's weird, she thought. She made her way up the stairs and bumped into Annie coming out of the twin's room. "Hey," she said. "How was school?"

"It was ok," replied Ruthie. "The usual."

"I see."

"Yeah."

"Did you talk to Martin?" she asked.

"Not really," Ruthie replied looking at the ground

"I'm sorry you're hurting so bad," said Annie giving her daughter a hug "But things will get better. I know it doesn't seem like they will, but trust me."

Ruthie could feel her heart ache as her mom said these words. She knew that her mom was just trying to be comforting but that still didn't take the pain anyway. Ruthie scoffed, "Mom! Martin's still with Sandy, and I don't see that changing anytime soon. And just stop with the concerned looks all the time. I'm fine!" she said, faking a smile. Annie looked at her skeptically. "In fact, I have a date tonight," Ruthie told her.

"What!" Annie looked shocked.

"Yeah. His name's Mike, and he asked me to go out to pizza with him tonight. We won't be gone long nor will it be late. So, can I go?"

Annie just looked at her, "Are you sure, you're ready for this?"

"I'm just trying to move on," Ruthie told her. "I'll be fine."

"Well," Annie said. "Let me talk it over with you dad, and then we'll see. But as long as we he comes in and we meet him before you then I don't see why not. But let me ask your dad."

"Great! Thanks mom," she gave her mom a hug. She was really surprised that her mom hadn't fought her more on the issue. Though, she wasn't sure that her dad would be as understanding. Ruthie turned and walked up the stairs to her room. Annie sighed, as her daughter disappeared from sight. She wished there was something that she could do to take her pain away. It hurt her, to see her baby girl being so upset and knowing that there was nothing she could do.

Sandy was lying on a bed in a gown waiting for the doctor to come back into the room. Simon was sitting in one of the chairs skimming through a magazine.

"Thanks for coming with me," she told him.

"No problem," he replied, "Just don't mention it to Rose that I came with you."

"I won't, though if she really loves you she really shouldn't care. And you won't have to come with me again. Martin will come next time."

"Look, you know Rose just as well as I do. You know she'll get mad, so this little visit stays between the two of us, okay?"

"Okay," Sandy sighed.

"So how is everything," Dr. Johnson asked as he reentered the room.

"Uncomfortable," Sandy replied.

Dr Johnson just laughed, "Let's take a look at what you have in there." He pulled apart her robe to reveal her stomach, and then rubbed gel onto it.

"It's cold," Sandy said

"Sorry," Dr. Johnson said. "Look," he pointed at the computer. "There's your baby."

"Wow," Sandy breathed. "Simon, come look at this."

Simon got up and came over next to the bed to peer at the computer screen. "I still can't believe that you're going to have a baby."

"I know," Sandy replied, with tears in her eyes.

"Well congratulations, you two," Dr. Johnson told them, "Your baby is progressing as it should. Two months pregnant, and you're doing great."

"Oh, we're not together," Simon told the doctor, "She's just my friend."

"Well regardless," Dr. Johnson replied, "Congratulations."

"Wait," Sandy said. "Two months? Are you sure?" She was getting worried.

"Quite positive," Dr. Johnson replied, "Is something wrong?"

"No," she replied quietly.

"Ok. Well I'll leave the room so you can get dressed. When you're done, make another appointment to come back in two weeks."

Sandy nodded. Dr. Johnson left the room.

"Simon?" Sandy said

"Yeah?"

"Do you know what this means?"

"What, what means?" he asked, looking confused.

"I'm two months pregnant!" she told him getting annoyed that he wasn't getting it.

"So?"

"SO?" she sighed, "Do you remember when Martin came to visit?"

"Yeah, isn't that why you're here?" he joked.

"Martin came up five weeks ago," she told him.

"Oh." Said Simon, "Oh." He looked shocked. "So, you mean …." He trailed off.

"Exactly," Sandy replied. "Martin can't be the father. I was already pregnant when I slept with him."

"Oh my god," said Simon. "Wow. Wait … so if he's not the father, then who is?"

Sandy just looked at him.

"What?" he laughed, "You have to be joking. I can't be the father. I'm getting married to Rose."

"Everything fits Simon," she told him. "Remember when I came over that night, crying about how I couldn't find a guy, and that ever since you'd found Rose, I'd never felt more alone."

Simon sighed, he did remember. He remembered perfectly well. Up until this moment he had been trying to forget about the incident and pretend it never happened. "Oh god! What are we going to do? What am I going to tell Rose?" He looked white. "Rose is going to kill me! What am I going to tell my family?"

Sandy didn't say anything, she couldn't think of anything. She watched as Simon went over to one of the chairs and sat down. She climbed off the bed and began to get dressed. In a half hour both of their lives had changed yet again. Both Simon and she had a lot of people to divulge this information to. This wouldn't just affect their lives. Who knew that having sex would be so complicated? "Ready to go?" she asked Simon.

"Yeah," he got up and escorted her out of the room.

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