Hey guys! Thanks for all the reviews. Once again I apologize for taking so long to update. I was on vacation and life just always seems to get in the way...but here's the next part. Hope everyone likes it!

After church, which Ruthie had actually really enjoyed she, Martin and Mac all headed back to the apartment to relax and hang out for a while. Once they were all settled in the living room Mac began to tell them about the new freshman and the trouble they had already caused.

Martin and Ruthie tried their best in the beginning not tease him too much, but after a while they couldn't help themselves. Mac took the teasing all in stride and forged ahead, leaving nothing out and no story untold.

Mac was sprawled on the big beanbag chair that Ruthie had insisted on getting, while she was sitting on the couch with her feet curled under her and Martin was laying with his head on a pillow that was leaning against her side.

Once Mac had finally finished his storytelling they opted for watching a movie before eating lunch. Mac, who was the closest to the TV, took the opportunity to grab the remote and flip through the channels before leaving it on Liar Liar.

Ruthie laughed as Jim Carrey attempted to make his hand write blue. Martin and Mac, who had long ago decided that this was definitely on the top ten list of best movies ever, couldn't keep themselves from quoting almost every line as they laughed almost non-stop until the end.

Once the movie was over Ruthie and Martin headed into the kitchen to make themselves sandwiches and Mac headed out so he could go check and make sure no one was in need of his services.

"So how long do you think he'll last?" Ruthie asked after they were sitting down at the counter eating.

"Um I'm not sure. He might just surprise us." Martin answered, laughter dancing in his eyes.

"You really think so?" Ruthie wondered aloud, trying to decide if there was any truth to Martin's words.

"Honestly I don't know. But I do think it'll be good for him to have to at least try to be responsible for once." Martin said seriously, the smile slipping from his face for a moment.

"What were you just thinking about?" Ruthie asked softly, touching Martin's arm gently as she did so.

"Nothing really." Martin responded quickly, then noticing her look continued, "I guess I was just thinking I wish that I could be like him sometimes. You know, so carefree and not really worried about anything."

"That makes sense. I mean you've always been so responsible and you've already dealt with so much in your life that you just didn't really get a chance to be immature and irresponsible. But maybe that's not so bad, I mean all the stuff Mac still has to learn you already have. Besides would you really want to not know how precious life is?" Ruthie said, picking her words carefully so as not to make Martin think she was just brushing his feelings aside.

"How do you always know the right thing to say?" Martin asked, the corner of his mouth turning upwards in a smile as he did.

"It's a gift." Ruthie joked lightly, tapping Martin's nose as she got up and began to clean up the kitchen.