Bab 36: Chapter 36: Fake Fuzzies

AS SOON AS THE front door slammed, Ruthie whirled around on me.

"Man! I thought they'd never leave!"

"Yeah, they were weirder than normal."

Ruthie shrugged. "They've always been that way. So, now you can finally tell me what really happened. And I know something happened. My scoop antenna is going crazy!" She rubbed her hands together gleefully.

I shoved away from the table, not in the mood to divulge anything. And I was still kind of frustrated with her immature attitude toward my situation.

"You really need to work on your improv. I mean really! You came over for math help, without your math book?" I grabbed another soda out of the fridge. "And then there was that stupid ringtone! Seriously, that was totally awkward for me!"

I stared out the kitchen window.

A chair scraped across the floor and a moment later Ruthie's arm curved around my shoulders. Strawberry-scented hair tickled my neck as she brought her other arm around me for a side-hug.