wewe sat at the meza, jedwali thinking about your dream how it seemed so real. wewe heard your door open then close. wewe heard footsteps. wewe got up to see who it was it was Ruthie. "Hi Ruth" wewe alisema and smiled. "Hi" she alisema and smiled back. "Why did wewe come over?" "Cause I got bored and wanted to see you" she said. "Oh" wewe said. "What's the matter? wewe seem so down" she alisema as wewe walked back into the kitchen. "Ruthie I might be a Soc." wewe said. All your Marafiki were Soc.s. "It fine being a Soc. isn't that bad" she said. "How do wewe know?" Ruthie wasnt like a normal Soc. she had something to her that wasnt really Soc. like. Not that wewe didn't like your Marafiki they just were so preppy. "I used to be a greaser for a long time" she alisema and before she alisema it she hesitated. "What?" wewe looked at her confused. "I used to be a greaser. Then my dad got a knew job and we moved to the richer part of town" she said. wewe didn't know what to say. "It was really hard to let the greaser part of me go. But I knew I had to" she alisema and looked at you.