Ruthie lay on her bed, thinking. Do I love him? She thought. Of course. What else could I be feeling?
At that moment someone said, "Knock, knock," and walked into her room and sat at the end of the bed.
Oh, no! She told him! I know it! Ruthie thought. She was livid. She wanted to scream at Lucy, and tell everyone her secrets that were all very well kept.
"Hey Martin," Ruthie said.
He smiled at her. I love you so much, Martin thought. "Hey, Luce said-"
Ruthie quickly said, "Oh about that. I was kind of, ummm, half asleep. Yeah. I had taken a nap and-"
"Oh, so you don't need help with your homework?" Martin asked.
"My homework?" she asked, surprised.
"Yeah, that's what Lucy said. I kind of felt bad. Homework over spring break? I would help you in a heartbeat," Martin said. What he really wanted to say was, 'I love you! Can't you tell? I love you!'
"I don't have homework! Lucy must have been mistaking. But Martin, there, uh, is something I want to talk to you about." She moved closer to him.
"O-, oh yeah?" He wanted to kiss her. She was less than a foot away.
"Yeah, ummm, well I-" Martin pressing his lips against hers cut her off.
After about 30 seconds he pulled away, "Sorry I just-" he started.
"Don't be. It was wonderful. I've wanted to kiss you for a long time." She smiled.
"You have?" He asked, and Ruthie nodded.
"I've always liked you. When you found out I 'liked' Mac, I didn't, really. Martin, you are the best thing that ever happened to me." She lightly kissed his lips.
"Ruthie we can't do this."
"Why? I really, really, really wan-"
"Shhh. I know, but with your parents, no offense, I don't know if we can."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, your dad is a minister. Aren't they strict about who you date?"
"Well, they wont interfere if they don't know." She leaned into kiss him, again.
Martin stopped her, got up and shut the door. He came back over to her bed and sat down. "Ruthie Camden," he looked into her eyes, "will you be my girlfriend," he said with this not-so-innocent smile.
"Of course Martin." She kissed him.