Author's Note:
Hey,
Sorry this wasn't up yesterday I went on an unplanned vacation. I uploaded last week but for some reason it didn't put out an alert. I'm not sure why it didn't….so make sure to read last weeks firsts.
Until Next Monday,
Caroline
Chapter Thirty-Six
The Opposite Direction
As the sun rose over the small hamlet of Glen Oak, Olivia and Ruthie both found themselves already awake and heading in the opposite direction. Olivia was racing to Ruthie's and Ruthie was racing to Olivia's.
"Willy, Is Liv in her room?" Ruthie asked as Willington opened one of the huge double oak doors.
"No," Willington replied forcing back a yawn, it wasn't proper for a butler to yawn even if he had been awaken at four in the morning the night before, "No, She's headed over to your house, Miss Ruthie."
"Thanks Willy," Ruthie replied, "And Willy…"
"Yes, Miss?"
"Take a nap. I highly doubt Mrs. Vernoor will be home anytime soon and I'm going to need Olivia for the day!" she said as she got into her mother's mini van.
"Young love, So tragic, yet so romantic." Willington said sensing that Ruthie's troubles involved a young man, "And so entertaining."
As Ruthie rushed back to her house she found her mind filling with hope and fear for the day's outcome. Flying out of the van, she headed into the house through the back door. She could feel her macaroni and cheese coming back up, at five almost six months she thought she was done with this nasty business but obviously she wasn't. Ruthie rushed up the stairs passing Olivia as she made a dash for the bathroom.
After her stomach began to settle, Ruthie turned from were she sat, leaning over the toilet, to find Olivia standing there with a wet towel.
"Thanks." Ruthie said taking it to wipe her face.
"Aren't you supposed to be done with the throwing up?" Olivia questioned scrunching up her noise.
"I guess not." Ruthie said turning on the sink and splashing water in her face.
"Are you ok enough for me to ask you something?"
"I'm fine," Ruthie said, "And I need to ask you something too."
"You first,"
"No you tell me what you need to ask first." Ruthie said.
"I need to go up and see Mac," Olivia answered, "I think…no I know I'm in love with Mac and I need to tell him."
"Well I need to talk to Martin. I know you disagree with Freddi…"
"No," Olivia said cutting her off, "I was wrong and Freddie was right."
"What!?" Ruthie said shocked, "Did you just say that Freddie was right and you were wrong?"
"Yes," Olivia replied with a smile , "but don't tell him or he'll get a big head."
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Martin said.
"I didn't talk you into this; I didn't give you a choice." Mac replied turning onto the highway.
"Can't we just turn around and pretend this never happened?" Martin begged.
"And have to deal with you waking me up at four in the morning…I think not!" Mac said, "You're going to fix things with Ruthie or I'm gonna fix them for you!"
Simon Camden looked at the directions in his hand one more time; he'd obviously taken a wrong turn and gone in the opposite direction making him late for his meeting with his agent. He rarely meet Helen, at her office for this very reason. He always seemed to be getting lost. Groaning he pulled off at the next exit and into a gas station to look at his map and figure out where the heck he was.
Olivia was beginning to regret bringing Freddie along for moral support, because he was being the most obnoxious backseat driver she'd every met.
"Slow down," Freddie said, "No go a little faster."
"Freddie shove it." Olivia said.
"I know what I'm talking about. You did fail driver's ED twice remember."
"Whatever, Freddie."
"Turn up here." Freddie said pointing.
"No that'll take us in the opposite direction." Olivia said continuing to go straight.
"It will not," Freddie said, "It will get us there faster."
"Freddie I've come here a few more times than you have and all that turn would have done is take us in the opposite direction and get us lost."
"No it wouldn't have."
"Yeah it would have."
'Knock it off!?" Ruthie yelled over them playing mediator once again.
"Yeah Fred Flintstone knock it off." Olivia said.
"I believe she was talking to you,"
"I was talking to both of you," Ruthie replied, "Now please knock it off, your making my head spin."
"We're going to stop by Olivia's first." Mac said, "No the florist's first then Olivia's."
"You're really gone aren't you?" Martin said eyeing his lovesick friend.
'I am and so are you."
"I'm not denying it." Martin said, he knew he was just as lovesick maybe even more. No defiantly more.
Simon found himself now completely lost and completely annoyed at himself. Why couldn't he have just asked the guy at the gas station for direction? Why did have to be such a know it all that he couldn't just ask?
He was now two hours late and his cell phone had died. His charger was sitting on his kitchen counter not helping him one bit. Everything seemed to be in the opposite direction including his meeting, his charger, and his career.