1. Decision-Dan
"Dan!" Amy shouted in her thoughts. "Focus!"
"What do you choose? Death or money?" I asked impatiently.
"It's not certain death! And besides, it's better than Great Aunt Beatrice stealing our money in some evil way of hers!" threw back Amy.
"But what about your collage money that you're saving up?" I asked, hoping to win her over. For 5 minutes, Nor Amy or I said a single word, but then eventually, a few words came out of Amy's pale mouth.
"Alright. But I have a really bad feeling we're gonna regret this." She said bitterly.
"Of course we're not gonna regret this." I said almost encouragingly. Great Aunt Beatrice seemed very happy. Which meant only one thing. She was plotting something. I looked at Amy. She was well occupied by her book. "Amy." I whispered. She did not hear me. "Amy." I said normally. She eventually looked at me, but annoyed.
"Yes, Dan" She said it so sharply that for a minute I forgot what I was going to say.
"Great Aunt Beatrice is plotting something." I whispered it so faintly that the words barley even moved from my lips. Amy looked over to Great Aunt Beatrice, who was talking to people who also decided to take the money.
"Dan, you did say about ten minutes ago that we were NOT going to regret this." Amy pointed out nervously. I, at that point, got a little nervous too.
"We'll be ok, you'll see." I said, hoping to sound reassuring.
"I'm not so sure, Dan. Not meaning to scare you." Amy said unsurely.
I didn't say anything, though deep inside I felt as if maybe Amy was right. What if we made the wrong decision? Maybe we should have thought it through again just in case? And maybe it's too late. I shook my head as Amy continued reading her book. "Dan. Pull yourself together. You could die in that challenge." I thought to myself. I needed to be sure I had made the right decision.