The Wrong Number

Fat Rich Kid (5)

I stare at the wall for a good period of time before I decide I can't think straight. I need me mah worms!I run down the stairs, grabbing my keys and am in my car in less than a minute. Putting the keys into the igniton, I decide to call Lily back.

"C'moonnnnn. Answer your cellular device!"

I pull out of my driveway and start driving in the direction of Lily's house. I'm coming over if she answers her phone or not. The automated voice starts talking just as I pull up to her house. I throw Carl onto the seat and walk up her porch steps. I ring the doorbell and can just imagine her groaning and slamming the book shut.

I walk over to her front window. I stick my face up in the glass and go cross eyed, sticking my tongue out. On cue, she opens the blinds and let's out a little shriek that causes me to burst out into laughter. She opens the door looking pissed, which makes me laugh even harder. She rolls her eyes before closing them and rubbing her temples.

"May I do something for you?"

"Why yes fair lady. You see, Thy tis out of worms in gummy texture. Would thy care to assist me?"

She walks back into the house and closes the door. A muffled no sounds out a few seconds later, which is soon followed by a grunting noise.

"Fine. One minute"

I smirk and walk back to the car. I pick up Carl of her seat and wait for her to come out. When she finally enters the car she slams the door shut and crosses her arms.

"I was just at the best part of that book!"

I roll my eyes.

"You have already read it at least twice. You'll live"

She snorts and looks out the window. If it meant that much to her she could've just brought it. Gosh. I pull up to CVS, literally running into the building after I park my car. I walk straight to the gummy worms, grabbing about 20 packs. Hey. They're only a dollar each. Lily comes over with a back of smarties and I make a face.

"How can you eat that sand?"

She throws them at me.

"Just pay for them"

I mock her as turn back towards the register.

"Holy-"

I trail off. The guy in front of me is either having a lot of people over or is my kind of guy. He had about 5 bags of every type of candy. He had to have at least 100 bags. That's a minimum of $100. WITHOUT TAX. Stupid rich kids. I had to work for over two weeks to be able to pay for my gummy worms. I elbowed Lily, who has no idea what subtle means.

"What. What do you want Kirsten?"

She yelling now. Jeez, it was just a book. The rich kid turns to look at me. I'm pretty sure my mouth dropped. Like I was actually sitting there with an "O" shaped mouth. Because the rich kid wasn't just any rich kid. Oh no. He was Niall Horan. His eyes widen slightly when he sees my items to purchase.

"Wait? Kirsten as in 'KoolKatKirsten?"

Crap.