Chapter 3: It's Friday, I'm In Love
A/N: Twilight and all its characters belong to Stephenie Meyer (I'm just playing with them). The OC is all mine.
Title of this chapter is from a song by The Cure. I don't own the song or The Cure.
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“I climbed up the door and opened the stairs said my pajamas and put on my prayers all because you kissed me good night.”
Ruby left Jacob well after midnight. They had talked about everything and nothing at all before Jacob yawned and she thought it was time to go. He looked like he didn’t want her to ever leave but he agreed anyway. He remembered to ask for her phone number this time and she wrote it down, along with her address, on the back of a wrinkled and grease covered receipt for windshield wiper fluid as he wrote his number down on a piece of brown paper bag he ripped off. She told him to call or come over anytime he felt like it. He then walked her to her car, gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek and watched as she drove away.
She didn’t get home until two because she was so absorbed in remembering how hot and soft his lips felt against her skin that she didn’t realize she drove past her house minutes before. Blushing with embarrassment, even though no one could see her, she turned her car around and drove home, paying extra close attention this time.
Her mind felt pleasantly fuzzy and her skin felt alive with energy. She barely remembered parking or getting into the house. She practically floated up the steps and couldn’t keep the grin off her face while she changed into her pajamas. The grin was firmly in place as she washed her face, which resulted in her knowing what her apricot face scrub tasted like, and she even grinned around her toothbrush as she brushed her teeth.
Once in bed she lay awake for a long while thinking about Jacob; how his hand felt against hers, how she felt completely safe with him and how right it all felt, how maybe this is what it felt like when you found the one, before finally falling asleep.
When she woke she was a little tired but felt amazing, and for a split second she wondered why, until his face popped into her mind.
Jacob.
The grin was back on her face instantly.
She was feeling such at ease that she actually jumped and almost fell off the bed when there was a knock on the door.
“Moon Star, child, are you up?”
“Yeah grandma. Come in.”
“I just made pancakes,” Margaret said as she entered the room, “Do you want any?”
“Sure.” Ruby followed her downstairs and sat at the table where a stack of three pancakes were waiting for her on a plate. They ate quietly and it wasn’t until Margaret finished her plate did she noticed that Ruby was not eating. She was just pushing the food around on her plate with her fork, a goofy grin plastered on her face.
“Oh my Goddess!” Margaret exclaimed, bringing her hands together with a loud clap and laughing.
“What?” Ruby asked, startled out of her daze.
“You,” Margaret pointed at her. “You always manage to eat your first plate of my pancakes in record time only to move onto your second and third helpings. But now, you haven’t had a single bite and you have that grin on your face.” She tilted her head as she examined her granddaughter. “You’re in love.”
“What!? No. Nope. I’m in like, not in love. A lot of like, a whole lot of like.” She stared into space for a second, a smile creeping its way on her face, before gasping in shock. “I can’t be in love. I just can’t. I’ve only know him for less than twenty-four hours. You can’t fall in deep, true love in that amount of time… Right?”
“Yes, you can,” Margaret said as she patted Ruby’s arm. “The first time I saw your grandfather, Thomas, many, many, many years ago, I knew I was in love. Before I even spoke to him, I was in love and we were together for a lifetime and a half. You know I was married a few times before your grandfather and none of them even compared to one-tenth of the love I had for that man. It happens sometimes baby. Soul mates.”
Ruby was quiet, thinking it over. Soul mates. Maybe that’s what she and Jacob were. Maybe she was just romanticizing the whole thing. Maybe it was just her reaction to making friends and having her first date ever. Oh Gods, she thought, what if she is in love with him but he only just likes her? What if… what if? Her head was starting to hurt from trying to figure it out so she just put it out of her mind for now.
“I miss grandpa,” Ruby said smiling as she thought of him.
“As do I.”
Meanwhile over at La Push, Jacob was awoken by his father knocking on his door.
“Jacob, if you’re up, the phone is for you,” Billy said through the door before going back into the kitchen. Jacob had a brief flash of the night before when he gave Ruby his phone number before jumping out of bed and walked quickly to get the phone.
“Hello,” he gasped, slightly out of breath when he picked up the receiver that was waiting for him on the counter.
“Hi Jake.” His demeanor changed when he heard the voice on the other end. Bella. “I just wanted to call and apologize again for yesterday. You forgive me right?”
“Sure, sure.” Forgive her? He should be thanking her for not being there, it was her desire to be with Edward more than him that led him to Ruby.
“How about we hang out today? Make up for canceling on you yesterday.”
“No, can’t today.”
“Aww, Jake. Don’t be that way. I said I was sorry,” she pleaded.
“And I forgave you. I’m not trying to punish you or anything, I’m just busy today.” Or at least he will be after he calls Ruby and ask her to hang out.
“Oh. Ok. Well, goodbye then.”
“Bye,” and he hung up. He noticed he didn’t have any more romantic love for her. She was just his friend Bella now and he was grateful for that because loving her had hurt him so very badly.
“So, what are you doing today?” Billy asked as Jacob fixed himself a bowl of cereal.
“I’m going to see if Ruby has any plans. If she doesn’t I’ll hang out with her and if she does, I’ll just hang out with her anyway,” he joked as he sat down, leaving the milk and box of cereal within arm distance.
“Did you tell her?” Jacob looked up, knowing what he was talking about.
“No. I just didn’t know how to say it.” He took a spoonful of his chocolate puffs before continuing, “You know she told me that she really likes me, more than she should for having just met me,” he said with a sense of manly and animal pride.
“That’s great son.”
“Dad, can I tell you something?” Billy nodded. “I know I imprinted on her but I honestly believe that I would have fallen for her anyway. She’s… perfect.” Billy smiled. It had been a long time since he saw his son this happy. Jacob always hid his heartbreak from others, especially Bella, but at home he dropped the charade and it hurt Billy to see his son hurting. He knew Jacob was right, from the little time Billy had spent with Ruby he could tell she was perfect for Jacob. He couldn’t have picked a better person for his son to imprint on.
After two more bowls of cereal, Jacob called around for a ride to Ruby’s house. Sam needed to take Emily to a doctor’s appointment and Quil wasn’t home – probably somewhere with Claire. Jared had given him a ride the other day so Jacob didn’t want to bother him again and he knew better than to ask Paul – he always said he was busy. Brady and Collin were both too young to get their licenses yet and even though Seth had his, his preferred form of transportation was Embry’s old dirt bike. This left Embry.
“Embry, can you give me a ride?”
“Where?” Embry whined.
“To Forks.” There was silence so Jacob clarified, “To see Ruby.”
“Oh. Ok then. I’ll be there in ten.”
“Thanks.”
“No problem… because you’re paying for gas.” Embry laughed.
“Sure, sure.”
A half hour drive later, the boys pulled into the driveway of Ruby’s house and parked behind her black SUV. Compared to most of Forks, this house looked expensive. It wasn’t huge, but it wasn’t tiny and very well taken care of. It was a white two stories farmhouse with blue shutters. There was a huge front garden filled with colored flowers, beautiful trees, a brick driveway, a huge covered porch complete with porch swing and a white picket fence surrounding the whole property. It was, in their opinion, way nicer than any of the houses in Forks.
“Whoa.” Jacob turned his head to look at Embry, and Embry turned to look at Jacob, both with looks of shock on their face.
When Jacob got out of the car and walked up the path to the steps that lead to the front door, Embry followed.
“What are you doing?”
“What?” Embry shrugged. “I drive you but I don’t get to see the inside?” he smiled innocently.
“Come on.” Jacob rolled his eyes and waved him on.
They rang the doorbell and a few seconds later the door was opened. An older woman, much shorter than the boys, though not fragile looking at all, opened the door.
“Hello Jacob,” Margaret told him as she hugged him and smiled at his confused expression. “I take a great interest in what makes my granddaughter smile. You should see the goofy grin that child has had on her face all morning.” Jacob smiled thinking about how he made her smile. “Yeah, that’s the one,” she pointed at Jacob causing Embry to laugh.
“And you,” Margaret began turning to Embry, “must be a Mr. Quil or a Mr. Embry. Wow. I must get me to that reservation; it seems to be putting out handsome men. I may need to get me one.” Embry blushed and lowered his gaze. “Oh, you are most definitely Embry. Nice to meet you.” Embry extended his arm but Margaret shoved it aside. “Oh hush, come here. Let an old lady get her kicks where she can.” Then it was Jacob’s turn to laugh as she hugged Embry.
“How’d you know it was him and not Quil?” Jacob asked.
“From what my Moon Star has told me, I figured Embry would have blushed when I called him handsome.”
“And what did you think Quil would have done?” Embry asked.
“Oh, I figured he would have said, ‘Damn right’ and did some good natured flirting, all for the sake of getting a good laugh.”
“Wow. You’re good,” Embry said in awe and Jacob agreed.
“You don’t spend all the time I have on the earth and not pick up a thing or two, like reading people,” she told them as she ushered them into the house.
The inside was very bright and airy. Curtains danced away from open windows and natural light streamed through the glass and flooded into every spot. The furniture was light colored and though they looked like antiques, they also looked comfortable.
Jacob thought the house was exactly how he expected Ruby’s house to look like; a hodgepodge of different styles and colors. There were tons of knick knacks, books or odd little things like the mason jar of sand. It had a spacious and airy feel to it and natural sunlight flooded into the house.
The walls were painted pastel colors; light orange sherbet for the living room, pale lemon for the kitchen, mint green for the hallway, rose pink for the office/library and a powder blue for the sitting room. The floors were all maple and all the furniture were all light woods or painted white. The fabrics were an eclectic mix of colors and patterns; sheer white for the curtains, white and green stripped sofa and sky blue gingham in the kitchen.
Jacob walked over to the white fireplace and noted that instead of logs it was filled with a bouquet of orange Asiatic lilies and a huge Florida pink conch shell. On top were a collection of family pictures in mismatched frames
“Grandma, I’m headed to the store, do you need anything?” Ruby called out as she bounded down the stairs only to stop short at the site of the boys. “Jacob.”
“Ruby, wow,” he said stunned by her. She was wearing a bandeau top dress that skirted the ground in a creamy shade of vermilion. She accessorized it with white flip-flops and white and red bangles. Her hair was loose and wavy and she wore a small braided headband.
“You look like you stepped out of the movie Hair.” Embry smiled thinking she was cool for dressing that way.
“Thanks. That was the look I’m going for.” She smiled at him. “What are you guys doing here?” she asked as she walked closer to Jacob.
Jacob looked down and shrugged, and Ruby realized with shock that he was bashful. “You said I could come over anytime…”
“I didn’t think you would have shown up so soon.” His shoulders slumped and his face fell. She wanted to slap herself when she realized how it must have sounded to him. “I’m glad you did though. To tell you the truth I was going to go to your house after I went to the store.” She smiled and bit her lip when he beamed with the information.
“What’s on the agenda for today?” Margaret asked. Jacob and Ruby looked at each other and shrugged, much like they did the night before. “How about you spend the day here? I can cook us a big meal and we can all get to know each other better.”
“That sounds great,” Jacob answered and Ruby smiled and nodded. Jacob turned and started to look at the pictures again.
“That’s my grandfather,” she pointed to the dark skinned man in his early fifties, “and those are my parents.” Her mother wore a dirty white peasant top and jeans with white daisies in her hair. Her father wore an unbuttoned army green shirt that was equally dirty. They look like they were had just been in a mud bath. It was raining at the time of the picture but they were smiling wide and holding up peace signs.
Jacob smiled and chuckled. “Wow. They really were hippies, weren’t they?”
“Big time. This was taken at Woodstock.”
“They seem like fun people.”
“They were,” Margaret interrupted. She began to talk to Jacob about them as Ruby walked over to Embry, who was quietly walking toward the door.
“Hey, where are you going?”
“I think this is my cue to leave,” Embry answered.
“No, no, no.” Ruby shook her head. “I have a feeling you and me are going to be best friends. You have to stay. Besides, you have anything better to do?”
Embry smiled, “No.” Then he rolled his eyes playfully. “I’ll stay, but if Jacob gets on me, I’m sending him in your direction.”
“No, problem.”
After a while, Margaret enlisted Embry’s help in the kitchen, giving Jacob and Ruby some privacy in the living room.
“I can’t believe I only met you yesterday and we already spent the day together twice, I met your father and friends and you met my grandmother.”
“Do you think it’s moving too fast?”
Ruby grinned. “No way.”
“I don’t want to sound Junior Highish but …”
“You want to know if we’re going steady?” she giggled.
“Something like that.”
Ruby pretended to think it over. “Definitely.”
When her grandmother called them to dinner, they were both thinking the same thing.
I’m in love.
Title of this chapter is from a song by The Cure. I don't own the song or The Cure.
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“I climbed up the door and opened the stairs said my pajamas and put on my prayers all because you kissed me good night.”
Ruby left Jacob well after midnight. They had talked about everything and nothing at all before Jacob yawned and she thought it was time to go. He looked like he didn’t want her to ever leave but he agreed anyway. He remembered to ask for her phone number this time and she wrote it down, along with her address, on the back of a wrinkled and grease covered receipt for windshield wiper fluid as he wrote his number down on a piece of brown paper bag he ripped off. She told him to call or come over anytime he felt like it. He then walked her to her car, gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek and watched as she drove away.
She didn’t get home until two because she was so absorbed in remembering how hot and soft his lips felt against her skin that she didn’t realize she drove past her house minutes before. Blushing with embarrassment, even though no one could see her, she turned her car around and drove home, paying extra close attention this time.
Her mind felt pleasantly fuzzy and her skin felt alive with energy. She barely remembered parking or getting into the house. She practically floated up the steps and couldn’t keep the grin off her face while she changed into her pajamas. The grin was firmly in place as she washed her face, which resulted in her knowing what her apricot face scrub tasted like, and she even grinned around her toothbrush as she brushed her teeth.
Once in bed she lay awake for a long while thinking about Jacob; how his hand felt against hers, how she felt completely safe with him and how right it all felt, how maybe this is what it felt like when you found the one, before finally falling asleep.
When she woke she was a little tired but felt amazing, and for a split second she wondered why, until his face popped into her mind.
Jacob.
The grin was back on her face instantly.
She was feeling such at ease that she actually jumped and almost fell off the bed when there was a knock on the door.
“Moon Star, child, are you up?”
“Yeah grandma. Come in.”
“I just made pancakes,” Margaret said as she entered the room, “Do you want any?”
“Sure.” Ruby followed her downstairs and sat at the table where a stack of three pancakes were waiting for her on a plate. They ate quietly and it wasn’t until Margaret finished her plate did she noticed that Ruby was not eating. She was just pushing the food around on her plate with her fork, a goofy grin plastered on her face.
“Oh my Goddess!” Margaret exclaimed, bringing her hands together with a loud clap and laughing.
“What?” Ruby asked, startled out of her daze.
“You,” Margaret pointed at her. “You always manage to eat your first plate of my pancakes in record time only to move onto your second and third helpings. But now, you haven’t had a single bite and you have that grin on your face.” She tilted her head as she examined her granddaughter. “You’re in love.”
“What!? No. Nope. I’m in like, not in love. A lot of like, a whole lot of like.” She stared into space for a second, a smile creeping its way on her face, before gasping in shock. “I can’t be in love. I just can’t. I’ve only know him for less than twenty-four hours. You can’t fall in deep, true love in that amount of time… Right?”
“Yes, you can,” Margaret said as she patted Ruby’s arm. “The first time I saw your grandfather, Thomas, many, many, many years ago, I knew I was in love. Before I even spoke to him, I was in love and we were together for a lifetime and a half. You know I was married a few times before your grandfather and none of them even compared to one-tenth of the love I had for that man. It happens sometimes baby. Soul mates.”
Ruby was quiet, thinking it over. Soul mates. Maybe that’s what she and Jacob were. Maybe she was just romanticizing the whole thing. Maybe it was just her reaction to making friends and having her first date ever. Oh Gods, she thought, what if she is in love with him but he only just likes her? What if… what if? Her head was starting to hurt from trying to figure it out so she just put it out of her mind for now.
“I miss grandpa,” Ruby said smiling as she thought of him.
“As do I.”
Meanwhile over at La Push, Jacob was awoken by his father knocking on his door.
“Jacob, if you’re up, the phone is for you,” Billy said through the door before going back into the kitchen. Jacob had a brief flash of the night before when he gave Ruby his phone number before jumping out of bed and walked quickly to get the phone.
“Hello,” he gasped, slightly out of breath when he picked up the receiver that was waiting for him on the counter.
“Hi Jake.” His demeanor changed when he heard the voice on the other end. Bella. “I just wanted to call and apologize again for yesterday. You forgive me right?”
“Sure, sure.” Forgive her? He should be thanking her for not being there, it was her desire to be with Edward more than him that led him to Ruby.
“How about we hang out today? Make up for canceling on you yesterday.”
“No, can’t today.”
“Aww, Jake. Don’t be that way. I said I was sorry,” she pleaded.
“And I forgave you. I’m not trying to punish you or anything, I’m just busy today.” Or at least he will be after he calls Ruby and ask her to hang out.
“Oh. Ok. Well, goodbye then.”
“Bye,” and he hung up. He noticed he didn’t have any more romantic love for her. She was just his friend Bella now and he was grateful for that because loving her had hurt him so very badly.
“So, what are you doing today?” Billy asked as Jacob fixed himself a bowl of cereal.
“I’m going to see if Ruby has any plans. If she doesn’t I’ll hang out with her and if she does, I’ll just hang out with her anyway,” he joked as he sat down, leaving the milk and box of cereal within arm distance.
“Did you tell her?” Jacob looked up, knowing what he was talking about.
“No. I just didn’t know how to say it.” He took a spoonful of his chocolate puffs before continuing, “You know she told me that she really likes me, more than she should for having just met me,” he said with a sense of manly and animal pride.
“That’s great son.”
“Dad, can I tell you something?” Billy nodded. “I know I imprinted on her but I honestly believe that I would have fallen for her anyway. She’s… perfect.” Billy smiled. It had been a long time since he saw his son this happy. Jacob always hid his heartbreak from others, especially Bella, but at home he dropped the charade and it hurt Billy to see his son hurting. He knew Jacob was right, from the little time Billy had spent with Ruby he could tell she was perfect for Jacob. He couldn’t have picked a better person for his son to imprint on.
After two more bowls of cereal, Jacob called around for a ride to Ruby’s house. Sam needed to take Emily to a doctor’s appointment and Quil wasn’t home – probably somewhere with Claire. Jared had given him a ride the other day so Jacob didn’t want to bother him again and he knew better than to ask Paul – he always said he was busy. Brady and Collin were both too young to get their licenses yet and even though Seth had his, his preferred form of transportation was Embry’s old dirt bike. This left Embry.
“Embry, can you give me a ride?”
“Where?” Embry whined.
“To Forks.” There was silence so Jacob clarified, “To see Ruby.”
“Oh. Ok then. I’ll be there in ten.”
“Thanks.”
“No problem… because you’re paying for gas.” Embry laughed.
“Sure, sure.”
A half hour drive later, the boys pulled into the driveway of Ruby’s house and parked behind her black SUV. Compared to most of Forks, this house looked expensive. It wasn’t huge, but it wasn’t tiny and very well taken care of. It was a white two stories farmhouse with blue shutters. There was a huge front garden filled with colored flowers, beautiful trees, a brick driveway, a huge covered porch complete with porch swing and a white picket fence surrounding the whole property. It was, in their opinion, way nicer than any of the houses in Forks.
“Whoa.” Jacob turned his head to look at Embry, and Embry turned to look at Jacob, both with looks of shock on their face.
When Jacob got out of the car and walked up the path to the steps that lead to the front door, Embry followed.
“What are you doing?”
“What?” Embry shrugged. “I drive you but I don’t get to see the inside?” he smiled innocently.
“Come on.” Jacob rolled his eyes and waved him on.
They rang the doorbell and a few seconds later the door was opened. An older woman, much shorter than the boys, though not fragile looking at all, opened the door.
“Hello Jacob,” Margaret told him as she hugged him and smiled at his confused expression. “I take a great interest in what makes my granddaughter smile. You should see the goofy grin that child has had on her face all morning.” Jacob smiled thinking about how he made her smile. “Yeah, that’s the one,” she pointed at Jacob causing Embry to laugh.
“And you,” Margaret began turning to Embry, “must be a Mr. Quil or a Mr. Embry. Wow. I must get me to that reservation; it seems to be putting out handsome men. I may need to get me one.” Embry blushed and lowered his gaze. “Oh, you are most definitely Embry. Nice to meet you.” Embry extended his arm but Margaret shoved it aside. “Oh hush, come here. Let an old lady get her kicks where she can.” Then it was Jacob’s turn to laugh as she hugged Embry.
“How’d you know it was him and not Quil?” Jacob asked.
“From what my Moon Star has told me, I figured Embry would have blushed when I called him handsome.”
“And what did you think Quil would have done?” Embry asked.
“Oh, I figured he would have said, ‘Damn right’ and did some good natured flirting, all for the sake of getting a good laugh.”
“Wow. You’re good,” Embry said in awe and Jacob agreed.
“You don’t spend all the time I have on the earth and not pick up a thing or two, like reading people,” she told them as she ushered them into the house.
The inside was very bright and airy. Curtains danced away from open windows and natural light streamed through the glass and flooded into every spot. The furniture was light colored and though they looked like antiques, they also looked comfortable.
Jacob thought the house was exactly how he expected Ruby’s house to look like; a hodgepodge of different styles and colors. There were tons of knick knacks, books or odd little things like the mason jar of sand. It had a spacious and airy feel to it and natural sunlight flooded into the house.
The walls were painted pastel colors; light orange sherbet for the living room, pale lemon for the kitchen, mint green for the hallway, rose pink for the office/library and a powder blue for the sitting room. The floors were all maple and all the furniture were all light woods or painted white. The fabrics were an eclectic mix of colors and patterns; sheer white for the curtains, white and green stripped sofa and sky blue gingham in the kitchen.
Jacob walked over to the white fireplace and noted that instead of logs it was filled with a bouquet of orange Asiatic lilies and a huge Florida pink conch shell. On top were a collection of family pictures in mismatched frames
“Grandma, I’m headed to the store, do you need anything?” Ruby called out as she bounded down the stairs only to stop short at the site of the boys. “Jacob.”
“Ruby, wow,” he said stunned by her. She was wearing a bandeau top dress that skirted the ground in a creamy shade of vermilion. She accessorized it with white flip-flops and white and red bangles. Her hair was loose and wavy and she wore a small braided headband.
“You look like you stepped out of the movie Hair.” Embry smiled thinking she was cool for dressing that way.
“Thanks. That was the look I’m going for.” She smiled at him. “What are you guys doing here?” she asked as she walked closer to Jacob.
Jacob looked down and shrugged, and Ruby realized with shock that he was bashful. “You said I could come over anytime…”
“I didn’t think you would have shown up so soon.” His shoulders slumped and his face fell. She wanted to slap herself when she realized how it must have sounded to him. “I’m glad you did though. To tell you the truth I was going to go to your house after I went to the store.” She smiled and bit her lip when he beamed with the information.
“What’s on the agenda for today?” Margaret asked. Jacob and Ruby looked at each other and shrugged, much like they did the night before. “How about you spend the day here? I can cook us a big meal and we can all get to know each other better.”
“That sounds great,” Jacob answered and Ruby smiled and nodded. Jacob turned and started to look at the pictures again.
“That’s my grandfather,” she pointed to the dark skinned man in his early fifties, “and those are my parents.” Her mother wore a dirty white peasant top and jeans with white daisies in her hair. Her father wore an unbuttoned army green shirt that was equally dirty. They look like they were had just been in a mud bath. It was raining at the time of the picture but they were smiling wide and holding up peace signs.
Jacob smiled and chuckled. “Wow. They really were hippies, weren’t they?”
“Big time. This was taken at Woodstock.”
“They seem like fun people.”
“They were,” Margaret interrupted. She began to talk to Jacob about them as Ruby walked over to Embry, who was quietly walking toward the door.
“Hey, where are you going?”
“I think this is my cue to leave,” Embry answered.
“No, no, no.” Ruby shook her head. “I have a feeling you and me are going to be best friends. You have to stay. Besides, you have anything better to do?”
Embry smiled, “No.” Then he rolled his eyes playfully. “I’ll stay, but if Jacob gets on me, I’m sending him in your direction.”
“No, problem.”
After a while, Margaret enlisted Embry’s help in the kitchen, giving Jacob and Ruby some privacy in the living room.
“I can’t believe I only met you yesterday and we already spent the day together twice, I met your father and friends and you met my grandmother.”
“Do you think it’s moving too fast?”
Ruby grinned. “No way.”
“I don’t want to sound Junior Highish but …”
“You want to know if we’re going steady?” she giggled.
“Something like that.”
Ruby pretended to think it over. “Definitely.”
When her grandmother called them to dinner, they were both thinking the same thing.
I’m in love.
