After kissing for, well, quite a long time, Martin said, "So, you want to hang out today?"
Ruthie smiled, "Yeah. What do you want to do?"
"Oh, I don't know," he said in his oh-so-shy voice.
"We can go to the Promenade. Or we can-" she was cut off.
"Well, I don't care what we do, as long as I'm with you."
Ruthie smiled, "Well, I'll get dressed. Why don't you go tell my parents we are going to hang out today."
"Okay," he kissed her once more before he left.
After she checked that he was gone she squealed, "Yes!"
It took her quite some time to get dressed. She finally decided on a cute strappy halter pink dress that fell to her knees with a dark (blue) jean jacket. Her toenails were painted cotton candy pink, and she wore hot pink high-heeled sandals. She carefully applied pale pink eye shadow, and lip gloss. She was happy, and felt hot.
She walked downstairs to the kitchen and Martin was talking to Lucy.
"Hi, Ruthie," Lucy said, "Lookin' good!"
"Hey, Luce," Ruthie replied, "Ready to go, Martin."
"Uh, yeah. Bye Lucy," Martin said standing up.
"Bye, guys," Lucy said.
Ruthie waved goodbye to Lucy.
They decided to walk to the Promenade.
"I'm hot," Ruthie said while taking off her jacket.
"Yeah you are," Martin mumbled.
"What?" Ruthie giggled.
"Oh, uh, sorry," Martin look embarrassed.
"Don't be. Us Camdens know how to accept compliments."
Martin stopped walking, and kissed Ruthie.
"Uh, hi," someone said.
The immediately stopped kissing, and turned.
"Uh, hi, Mac," Martin chocked out.
"Hi," Mac said, astonished, "What's going on here?"
"None of your business," Ruthie said as she grabbed Martin's hand and pulled him away.
He is going to tell my dad, Ruthie thought.