Worthless
"Guys! I'm rich! I'm rich!"
Sam and Danny looked up from their burgers to see Tucker come barrelling through the door of the Nasty Burger.
"What's up, Tuck?" Danny asked curiously.
Tucker proudly held out his hand. In his palm was a clear-cut...diamond?
Danny gasped. "No way! Where did you find it?"
Tucker grinned. "In the field behind my house. I figure there must be an old diamond mine underground."
Sam sighed at her gullible friend. "It's fake."
Tucker's smile faltered. "What?"
Sam repeated it slowly, as if talking to a 5-year old. "It's. Fake."
"How do you know?"
Sam rolled her eyes. "Hello? Rich girl here. My mom owns a collection of diamond jewellery. THAT, my friend, is just glass shaped from the winds of time."
Tucker stared at her as if she suddenly grew another head. "No! It's real! I'll prove it! Then I'll be rich!" Tucker stormed out of the restaurant with Danny in tow.
Hesitating, Sam followed.
The jeweller studied the 'diamond' critically. He handed it back to a hopeful Tucker. "Sorry, my lad. It's simply a piece of glass. Worthless."
"Worthless!" Tucker cried.
Sam shook her head at the devastated Tucker. "No one ever listens to the Goth girl."