Orrick "Ric" Jasso (14) D12M
"Hey, everyone! Do you want donuts?" I said to my entire class. I had been saving up for forever to save up enough money to buy a bunch of donuts. The richer kids around Twelve had even pitched in a little bit, knowing enough about my reputation to know that helping me buy donuts would be worth their time. I just had to promise not to do anything to their donuts, which I had. I had three cream-filled donuts, and a bunch of other ones.
"Can we trust them?" Coal asked me. I shrugged.
"Take your chances. It's a donut, after all," I said, trying to seem innocent. I was many things, but a liar was not one of them.
Auxi, one of the higher-class girls in Twelve, got up. "I would love a donut, Ric. Which one should I take?" She was one of the girls that I promised to give a nice donut, and I held true to my word. I picked out one of the cream-filled ones and offered it to her.
"This is delicious!" Auxi said, taking a huge bite of her donut. I smiled and grabbed one myself, leaving one more cream-filled one for Onyx, the other dude who I promised a nice donut. I made a mental note of where it was while other kids started to get up, each suspiciously grabbing a donut before sitting back down. They all waited until everyone had a donut to take a bite, like the teacher wanted them to. Auxi wouldn't be punished for breaking the rules, because somebody had to initiate around me. I handed Onyx his donut, then sat down.
"Everybody, say thank you to Orrick for this lovely treat," our teacher said. The children droned out the polite thank you they were supposed to say, then started taking bites of their donuts. I ate mine casually, watching Auxi's and Onyx's eyes light up as the other kids strained to keep their donuts in their mouths.
"What did you put in these?" Phite asked me, spitting his donut out. The teacher glared at him, but she understood the situation. This was not my first time ruining a treat for the class.
"I guess it might not have been cream. It's hard to tell that apart from the mayonnaise," I said, still faking innocence. All of the kids glared at me, but that would pass. They could still be happy about the outside of the donut, and about the chocolate frosting. It was all fun and games.
Appalachia Sooner (12) D12F
"All right, one more time. Anthra, you're going in first. Go for the high-end stuff, but don't actually steal anything. Then you can't be charged for theft. Shaft, you go in next. Go in a little ways, then pretend to grab something. Again, don't take anything. Then the rest of us will come in. First the littlest, then the mediums, and then me. We all good?" I was addressing all the kids in our huddle, a bunch of kids that all slept in the same alley. They all nodded. There were only about ten of us, so our plan was a big exaggerated, but it would probably get the job done.
Anthra ran in, and we waited for the first yell. Then Shaft ran in, and we waited for more yells. Once it sounded like there was sufficient panic, and it seemed like every eye in the store had been diverted, the other kids started running in. I waited until every kid was in, and then I ran in. I didn't know exactly where I was going, since I was too poor to even walk into the store we were attacking.
What's nearby, what's nearby? I looked around for something of immediate value, and something nearby. I only had a couple of seconds to get in and get out. My eyes settled on a bread rack, and I grabbed armfuls of bread before running back out of the store. I heard other kids screaming, but that didn't really matter. We came into this plan knowing there could be casualties. We were hoping that anyone who got caught would be thrown in a prison. They were required to feed people there.
I ran five blocks down and three to the left, waiting anxiously for the other kids to show up in the meeting point. I needed to know how many kids I had left, and what type of goods we had captured. Anthra and Shaft were the first to walk into the area, and little by little the other kids wandered in.
"Head count. Who all's left?" I asked, already making a mental note of who was there.
"Dust."
"Smudge."
"Soot."
"Kole."
"Kell."
"Anthra!"
"Shaft."
"Appalachia, obviously."
"Waste of breath - I mean, Nite."
"Whoa. All of us made it out? Fancy that," I said, honestly surprised. What were the odds? That was why I had gone in last. Last one in's the first one out.
"We're squirmy!" Dust replied.
"Let's look at the goods!'