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It was the first day of classes and Ruthie had already suffered through two classes so she only had one more to go before her school day was over. She had made her schedule so that she had three classes in the morning on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday and only two classes on Tuesday and Thursday.
When her classes were over she was supposed to head over to the preschool and pick up Ian. She was really looking forward to her babysitting job, more so than she thought she would be. But right now she needed to focus on finding her classroom, because at the moment she had absolutely no idea where it was.
Feeling someone touch her shoulder she spun around quickly, "Oh Martin, it's you."
"Yeah it's me. You look lost." He commented, a smile creeping across his face as she pretended to be offended.
"I am not…lost." Ruthie said uncertainly, her words betraying themselves.
"Let me see your schedule." Martin instructed, as he reached for the paper she was holding in her hands.
"Here. But I could've found it myself." Ruthie insisted, as Martin looked up from the paper and pointed to the classroom a few doors down.
"Your welcome." Martin teased, as she rolled her eyes at him, "By the way, you do remember how to get to the preschool, right?"
"Of course I do. You just showed me yesterday." Ruthie answered, shaking her head at the way he constantly seemed to be looking out for her, "Did you find me just to make sure?"
"Well maybe. But I actually have a class in the room right next to yours." Martin revealed, as he glanced around.
"Looking for someone?" Ruthie inquired, just as Mac came sauntering up to them.
"Hey guys." He greeted, "Isn't this just great? All of us going to school together again. Feels like old times."
"Him." Martin responded, lifting his eyes upward as Mac put an arm around both of their shoulders and headed towards class.
Once Martin and Mac had went into their class Ruthie decided she might as well go inside her room and find a seat. Glancing around the room she made her way to the back and sat next to a pretty auburn-haired girl with striking green eyes.
"Hi, I'm Ruthie." She introduced herself when the girl looked up from her drawing as Ruthie took her seat.
"I'm Gretchen." The girl said with a half smile.
"So are you a freshman too?" Ruthie asked, her eyes drifting down to the picture that Gretchen was drawing.
"Yeah, unfortunately. Four more years of school. Sucks, huh?" Gretchen commented, as she went back to her drawing.
"Definitely. But I'm glad I finally get a chance to get out on my own. Your drawing is amazing." Ruthie said, wondering how long Gretchen had been drawing to have a talent like she did.
"Thank you. It's not quite done yet but it's getting there. And I absolutely agree with you on the whole getting away from home thing." Gretchen agreed, a faraway look in her eyes.
Just before Ruthie could ask just what Gretchen meant by what she said the professor appeared and began class. Ruthie turned her attention to the front of the room, but couldn't help wondering what Gretchen's story was.