''Martin I…'' She paused and looked away. ''I really...'' She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip. Her heart was beating faster and faster. Should I tell him? ''I'm really worried about Simon.'' She said really quickly, butterflies flapping about in her stomach.

''Yeah me too,'' He lay back on her bed and looked at the ceiling. Of course, Ruthie would've done the same thing about a week ago but right now, she just couldn't bring herself to even be alone in a room with him, where she wouldn't spill her guts out to him and tell him everything. Her mind was racing with a million thoughts but she just hesitated and lay next to him. ''What do you think there doing here?''

''I dunno, but there up to something,'' Ruthie said, while trying to move inches away from Martin before her heart would melt by the touch of his hand against her skin.

Although Martin already knew why Matt and Simon are here, he didn't want to say anything to Ruthie, so he just acted as if he was as clueless as she was about this situation. He sighed. ''Well I'm gonna head off to bed now.'' He sat up and he did so, his hand in a way, linked with Ruthie's hand, sending chills up her spine.

She cracked a smile and quickly pulled away and stood up. ''Yeah I'm gonna to bed too, night.''

''Night,'' He gave her a winning smile and waked out of the room. Her heart just melted completely. She jumped with joy and quickly hoped into bed, forgetting that she still had on the clothes she had worn that day. She smiled and flicked off the light and drifted into an endless dream.

Sunday Afternoon

Martin sat on his couch, reading over his English essay when he heard footsteps climbing the stairs. ''Dude what are you doing?''

''Studying.'' He replied without looking up.

''Its Sunday,'' Mac took a seat next to him. ''No one studies on Sunday,''

''Dude, you're the reason why I'm studying on a Sunday.'' Martin stood up and walked over to the table. ''Plus, maybe you don't study on a Sunday but believe it or not, some people do.''

''Well, good for them,'' He said sarcastically. ''C'mon man! There's this hot waiter down at that new restaurant that I want you to meet,''

''Good for you,'' Martin said just as sarcastic as Mac. ''Plus, I can get my own dates thank you very much,''

''Well why don't we just ask Ruthie if she wants to come hang out with us?'' Mac said with a hint of hope in his voice.

''Dude, she had a crush on you. Had. Not has. Had.'' Martin said, correcting a mistake in his essay.

''I didn't say anything about that now did I?''

Martin sighed. ''Whatever dude, but I'm studying so maybe later,''
''Aw you suck,'' and with that, Mac left.

Meanwhile, In the Camden's Residence

Ruthie sat in the kitchen, eating a freshly made brownie when there was a knock on the door. She got up and opened it, to see Mac standing there. ''Ah Martin's up in the apartment,'' She gestured towards the garage.

''Yeah I know,'' He looked at the ground. ''I was just wondering if you wanna go get something to eat?'' Quite surprised with this kind offer, she didn't answer right away. She actually took longer then she expected. ''Uhh… Ruthie?'' He waved his hand in the air.

''Oh uh yeah, that'll be cool.'' She slowly backed away for some reason. ''Um, maybe Martin would like to come,'' She walked out the door and began heading towards the apartment.

''I just asked him but he's studying,'' He said, quickly following her. ''Maybe we should just let him be?''

''Well it's worth another shot asking right?'' She climbed up the stairs, and as she reached the top she saw Martin look up.

''Ruthie,'' he smiled. ''Hey what are you doing here?''

''Oh just wondering if you wanna go get something to eat with me and Mac?'' She smiled, praying silently for him to say yes.

''With Mac?'' Martin raised an eyebrow and walked over to Ruthie and peered down the stairs to see Mac standing there, guilt all over his face.

''Uh hi Martin,'' He smiled innocently.

''Yeah sure I'll come,'' He said still not taking his eyes off Mac as Mac's expression turned from innocent to sad. ''Thanks for asking Ruthie,''

''No problem,'' She smiled with joy. ''So I'll just go get my jacket and I'll meet to back here?''

''Sure,'' Martin said and walked back over to the table.

Ruthie ran back home and grabbed her jacket and left the house, but not before checking her reflection in the mirror to see if she looked okay. She smiled to see if she had anything in her teeth and ran back to the apartment.

While Ruthie went to get her jacket, Martin stared at Mac in disbelief. ''What were you thinking!'' he asked as he packed his books away.

''That's the thing,'' Mac said shrugging. ''I wasn't,''

''The hell you weren't.'' Martin shook his head. ''You can't go out with her! You're too old for her,''

''Are you reminding me or are you reminding yourself?'' Mac asked slyly.

''What?'' He asked, annoyed yet shocked that Mac had asked that. ''No. She's like a sister to me.''

''Are you convincing me or yourself?'' Mac said smirking.

''Dude shut up!'' Martin grabbed his jacket. ''Look, we'll talk about this later,'' He grabbed his keys, wallet and cell and stuffed it in his pocket. He walked downstairs just as he saw Ruthie walking out of the house.

''Hey I was just about to come up.'' She said, putting her jacket on. ''So you ready to go?''

''Yup,'' The boys answered and they made their way to the car.

As they waited for there food, Ruthie sensed this tension between the two boys and decided to ask what's wrong when there food arrived. She ate one slice before asking. ''What's going on?''

''Nothing,'' They both said stubbornly.

''Okay,'' She was about to reach for her second slice when she noticed neither of them had touched a single piece. ''Seriously, what's up?''

''Girl trouble,'' they both said at the same time.

''I wanted to tell her,'' Mac said childishly.

''Well too bad,'' Martin folded his arms and looked around the room.

Even though Ruthie wanted to stop looking at Martin, she couldn't. He looked cute when he's angry. All three were silent for quite sometime. Ruthie sighed. ''Great fun this is huh?'' she asked, sarcastically. Just then, she noticed someone familiar standing outside. He looked up and smiled. He began to walk over. ''Vincent, hi.'' She stole a glance at Martin who seemed to have a disappointed look on his face but then it turned into a smile.

''Hey man,'' The three boys greeted each other and all then looked at Ruthie. She felt uncomfortable. She didn't want to look at anyone. If she looked at Martin, Vincent might think that she likes him. If she looked at Vincent, she might be able to make Martin jealous but maybe not, just like yesterday. And if she looked at Mac, the other two might think that she likes him, which would be bad if Mac got the wrong idea. She sighed silently. What am I gonna do?

What will Ruthie do? Read the next chapter to find out.

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