Heart of Gold

Girl

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The game continued on and Amalia had come back with practically everything they had at the shack. Odette looked amused by it as well when she was following close behind, with her arms full of food and snacks.

"Did you buy everything?" I frown.

"Of course not, I only bought what I was craving," Amalia shrugs.

She hands some food to the girls and Jacob. She offered some to me and the guys but I turned it down. I thought it was all disgusting. I can't put that junk in my body.

"What?" she mumbles with her mouth full when she sees that I was staring.

"That is so disgusting," I give her a dissatisfied look.

"Well it's a good thing that I am eating it all and not you," she shrugs.

"How can you eat that?"

"How can you not! I love these things!" she exclaims before opening up a packet of sour punch straws.

I shake my head with a smile intact and try to focus on the game.

"Come on Zebra! That was totally uncalled for! Get him out of there!" Amalia yells at the referee.

The people behind us agree with her, so I know that she is in fact still referring to the game and not Africa.

"How do you know this stuff?" I ask in amazement.

"I don't know," she shrugs.

Eventually, the game ended and we won. Amalia was freaking out, she was shaking me violently out of happiness and she started jumping around. Everyone else on our side was celebrating just as hard that we actually ended up losing her.

My heart began to beat so fast, I was worried that she might have gotten trampled or that she got taken away.

'She's not in the right state of mind to be on her own!'

"Where is she?!" I freak out.

"I don't know, maybe she- Wait I see her!" Lenina points to the field.

Sure enough, she was being carried by some guys that were cheering and celebrating the win. She was laughing and cheering along. She looked so happy that it was almost cute.

Almost because technically she was being carried by strangers.

We all quickly scram and try to get to her, but it was too crowded.

"How did she get there so fast?" I ask.

"I don't know man, she's like a friggin ninja," Jacob yells back as he pushed people out of our way.

Once we successfully made it on the field, we looked around for her but we lost her.

"Where are you?!" I hear Desaray exclaim beside me.

She was on the phone.

She then frowns and turns back up to the bleachers, near the exit. We follow her gazed and see none other than Amalia waving at us, ready to go.

"How did-"

"I don't know! But she is definitely never getting my stash ever again," Desaray says in frustration and starts walking there.

We all reach the exit where Amalia was patiently waiting for us. She was leaning against the fence while she furiously typed on her phone.

"You need to stay close to us! You can't just run around like that!" I exclaim.