I Angelina
"When are we gonna eat?" I asked, smirking. Cristina and Lavender just stared at me, the look on their faces saying very clearly, You poor, poor child. Ha! These kids are too easy. Not sure I have the right to call them kids though, they were both a couple of years older than me. It was actually pretty intimidating, considering…
"We can't eat; we don't have the money."
I pouted, playing dumb. They're in for the shock of their lives! "Why did we split up to panhandle then?" I asked. I could barely control the ear to ear grin threatening to give it all away.
"We don't have enough." said Lavender. Christina rolled her eyes, murmuring, Obviously under her breath. Suddenly I couldn't take it anymore. I burst out laughing. The older kids' looks saying Does this kid need a mental facility? were replaced with looks of complete and utter shock as I pulled off my random, fez style hat, paper stashed in it Abraham Lincoln style. Not just any paper, though. It was crisp, cold, hard, cash. I laughed at them gaping like fishes, Lavender saying "Whoa. Whoa. Whoa." under her breath. I cried, "Cheap fast food no more, Complaining Christina! We're getting a pizza and then getting as far away from this place as we can."
"Wha- in one hou- How much?!" Christina blurted, eyes wide.
I finally let the smile take over my face as I sing songed, "237 dollars, yeah!" sidestepping and snapping in a small dance. Christina was looking at me in shock and slight suspicion, Lavender's with greatfulness and curiosity. Both of them were grudgingly admiring if me. Me! Lavender looked like she was going to ask me something, but I stopped her. "Question me later. Let's live" I lapsed into song again "like it's the last night of our lives!" I didn't even remotely care about their reactions anymore; the euphoria and adrenaline running through my veins were overtaking every other emotion. Boom! Get roasted, world! I win!