"Dylan, are you awake?"
Dylan opened her eyes. Three figures were hovering over her.
"What happened?" Dylan murmured.
She touched her forehead in pain.
"Ouch!"
Claire put a towel on her forehead. "You fainted. Do you feel okay now?"
"Yeah, I guess… I had this terrible dream that some man from a princess lala hospital called and told me that my mother was in a car crash, phft how ridiculous is that?" Dylan smiled.
Claire and Massie looked at each other.
Mrs. Block gently kneeled down before Dylan and shooed the two girls away.
Massie closed the door behind her and Claire. Both girls silently looked down at the floor waiting to see what would happen next.
Dylan let out a blood-curdling scream and began sobbing.
"That wasn't too bad," Massie said pushing Claire into her room.
"So I talked to my parents about the detention," Massie swallowed. "But they wouldn't tell me why. Last night I stood in front of their room and listened. From what I could hear, they had another kid before me!"
Claire shook her head. "Whoa, that's really weird."
"No, but there's more. My dad lost his job!"
Claire gasped. "But…"
"There's no money coming in, and we're surviving on the money in his retirement and in his savings. They sold all my things!"
"Massie, that's terrible!" Claire sighed, "I wonder whats going to happen to my parents and my brother and I. If you cant pay the rent, then we'll need to move and you might have to sell the house and…"
"Claire, shut up." Massie scowled. "We need to get back at Alicia, with or without my best friend, the dollar bill. Are you going to help or not?"