Lost And Found

p1- chapter eleven

I was in such a good mood, I felt great. I wanted to do something, rather than sit around. So, I dragged Molly out of the house: not literally of course. I brought her to the mall. I decided we needed new clothes. I had her look through the clothes I picked up for her waiting for Mike, luckily she liked them. She was really thankful, which made me even happier. When we arrived at the mall, I let her lead the way and pick out whatever she liked. She had no problem taking orders.

After an hour of two of shopping, we stopped at the food court for some dinner. The mall was pretty packed today, so it took us some time to find a table; but we managed. Molly and I are we're talking and eating, having a good day. Until I heard a familiar laugh, followed by a familiar face.

"Look girls, a fat girl in her natural habitat", can you guess who? I was more embarrassed than ever, only because I didn't want this to happen in front of Molly. She's my little sister, she's supposed to admire me. Before I had time to say anything, Molly beat me to it; "Ah, you must be the great Destiny and the bimbos." Destiny instantly stopped laughing. "Hey, I'm not a bimbo!" Katrina yelled, one of the bitch-squad girls.

"And who are you?" she snipped. Molly smiled, "your worst nightmare". Destiny's face grew angry. "Listen honey, just mind your own business before you get dragged down with your double stuffed sister, alright." Molly laughed, "im shakin' in my boots-" she stood up, "Get out of here". Destiny gave her a dirty look and stormed away. I was impressed but most of all embarrassed. I wanted to change the subject before she started talking about. "So where to now?" I asked. "Lets get outta here.". And we did just that. Which was a good suggestion because by time we got home, I had time to get ready for work than leave again.

Work was fun and flew by. Jocelyn and I are definitely friends now. She gave me her number and suggested we hung out sometime. I was excited. An actual friend.

I pulled up outside my house and grabbed my things out of my car and started to head upstairs. "Going somewhere?" I heard Mike say. I heard him, but didn't see him. He must of saw me looking for him, "I'm up here." I looked up, he was in my window. I smiled and headed upstairs. Molly must of let him in. I get in my apartment and Molly was sitting at the table with Mike, both starring at me. "What?" I asked. Mike looked at Molly, "don't be mad," she said.

"What did you do?" Oh no, this wasn't going to be good. "I'm sorry in advance." Mike said. "Okay, what's going on." I got kind of irritated, what was going on. "Mike showed up a few minutes after you left for work, and I asked him to bring me to the casino and said that you wanted me to collect your final winnings-". "Why would I be mad? You saved me sometime." I laughed. "That's not all.." Mike added.

"Molly." Okay now I was really irritated. "I took a thousand out of it and..." she got quiet. "Molly what did you do?!". She looked down. "I gambled..." Oh so she stole from me, lovely. How would I punish her? Better yet, she's only 14, how did she get on the gambling floor? Molly interrupted my thoughts by jumping up, "AND I TURNED IT INTO $250,000". I just looked at her confused and in disbelief. "Ryan im sorry, I brought her for you and she collected your winnings and took off, by time I found her it was too late." I couldn't be mad at Mike, plus he didn't know what she was up too. I was a little mad at Molly for lying and doing what she did, but after all she flipped a grand into two hundred thousand. "Molly, I'm annoyed that you lied to Mike and took my money without permission. But I can't really be mad because you flipped a grand into a quarter of a million dollars. So, you're going to give Mike $25,000 for lying to him and dragging him into your scandal. And your going to give me $25,000 for stealing my money, and you can keep the rest."

Mike and Molly looked at each other than me. "You're gonna let me keep it?!" Molly squealed. "Yeah you won it, it's only fair." She reached in her pocket and counted out twenty five grand and tossed to mike, then counted out another twenty five g's and tossed at me. "There." She smiled. Mike just starred at it. Molly skipped into the living room.

"I can't take this" Mike said, still starring at it. "Do you want more? Because I can make her give you more."  He shook his head no, "I don't want any of it, it's not mine." Silly Mike, "youre keeping it, plus what does a 13 year old need $250,000 for?" I laughed. He grinned, "are you sure?". I nodded. "C'mon, get your money and lets go watch a movie."