"You just walked out on me yesterday, I wanted to talk about something with you, but you just up and left me in the cold."

"Please Brewer, its Glen Oak it's never cold." She said playfully teasing him.

"You know what I mean. I wanted to talk to you." The serious look that scared her half to look and made her weak in the knees at the same time came across his face, she didn't know if she should be scared or what."

"Okay, then…" slowly saying her words "what did you want to talk about?"

"Sandy." The one name she hated more than Satan himself.

"Don't you say anything about her, why did you bring her up?!"


"No, do not Ruthie, me Martin Brewer."

"But, Ruthie."


With the look of concern and fear and emotions in her face he just wanted to go over to her and make all her worries and insecurities, and fears go away. He hated seeing her like this. He loved her to much to see her like this. He wanted things to be okay for her. He needed her to be okay.

"Just answer me one question Martin, why?"

"Why? What?"

"Don't play dumb. Why are you bringing her up now? After we just had the best summer of my life, why do you have to ruin it?"

"I'm not going to ruin it."

"No, you're not, because I am, no I will not listen to it. Get out of my room."

With that Martin had no choice but to leave her room.

An hour later Ruthie came out of her room and went downstairs to get something to eat, she didn't want to answer any questions. Right now she wanted to be invisible, and she was no one was home.

"Great, no one says bye to me. This is exactly what I need." She said walking over to the refrigerator. She picked up a note from the door. "Ruthie, Took the boys shopping for school. There is food for you in the fridge. I didn't want to wake you on your last week of summer vacation. I will be home around 3. Love you, Mom." Ruthie looked over at the clock it said 11:45am. "Well at least I have a couple of hours to myself." She walked into the living and sat herself down on the couch and breathed a sigh of relief. She closed her eyes and laid in the silent peace.

"So." Said a voice she didn't want to hear from.

"What do you want Simon?" She looked at him full of confusion and shock. "Aren't you supposed to be in school? Or better yet with your fiancé and her baby who ruined my life."

"Excuse me, that's my son your talking about little sis."

"No, it's the devils advocate that ruined my chances to be with the one person who I thought I loved and he left me for, and my so called "true love" mentioned the devil this morning. He's always going to see me as a little sister thanks to her, so your baby is the devils advocate."

"Martin mentioned Sandy to you because of me. We are in town if you haven't noticed and Martin was just going to ask you if she and him could get to together and spend time with Aa--"


"I am not calling my son the devils advocate."

Ruthie just was irked with Simon.

"Oh yeah and little sis while your there being all mad at me you might want to think about what you said about Martin only seeing you as a "little sister" because last time I checked guys don't ask their "little sister's" permission to see their ex's."

"Simon, just leave will you?"

"Fine, tell mom and dad I was here."

He left the house and she was alone again and she couldn't help but hear Simons last statement lingering in her head over and over again.

"Maybe he does see me as a girlfriend."

Within her own thoughts she fell into a light sleep, she awoke to Martin Brewer staring at her.

"Simon told me he spoke to you about Sandy."

"Oh will you two knock it off."

"No, I won't I just want to know if it was okay, I know how much she has hurt you, hurt us."

"Martin, last time I checked there was no us. We were just friends, and friends don't need to ask permission."

Thrown back by what she said Martin just looked at her catching the gleam in her eyes. "Ruthie, I'm sorry. I just don't have those kind of feelings for you."

"I know, so why bring up the history. I don't need you to be my history teacher, or my brother I have a few of those."

"What is with you?"

"What's with me? I'll tell you, I had a dream last night, a dream that I though could have been real but when I woke up it wasn't. This dream had me and you, and we were a couple, you said you loved me, you said I was beautiful. But that's never going to happen because I am me, and I will never get the guy I want. Well guess what Brewer, I am going to be a senior in less than a week, and your chance will be gone." She stormed out and just left Martin there is shock.