"How are we going to get out of this town?" Sleep filled Maple's voice. Her head lay in Staton's lap; slowly his fingers laced every red strand cascading down his thigh. A shallow sigh and a couple breaths later she sat up sitting on his lap leaning...
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My feet stomp against the ground, the mud climbing higher up on my boots.
"You would think there would be more ATM's at a place like this," I mumbled to myself, hoping that I would have some better luck here soon. The further away from the ride my friends were one the more my palms started to sweat. I held my phone tightly in my hand, hoping that it would ground me to some sense of safety.
People were everywhere, groups of friends hiding away from their day to day lives, people eating food, sharing kisses, and holding hands. It was a maze just trying to get around everyone.
Soon the air began to stink, the barn animal, locked away in their pens, waiting for the next person to walk past and tell them how cute they were. The piglets squealed with joy as they fought to see who could feed off of their mother first.
Even pigs have better mothers than I do.
Finally, a bright blue box appears, and thank god the three letters I needed were above it. I could feel my pace quicken, my legs carrying me to the machine in hopes that I would still be able to pull out money for my friends and I.
We would really need to get jobs soon.
"Maple!" I heard a voice shout from the distance, I turned for just a moment, placing my card in the machine before turning to look for the voice. I couldn't tell who it was, but I'm sure it had to be someone from my friend group. There was no way anyone else would have been able to guess my name.
I mean, unless they were describing my hair color.
"There you are! We've been looking all over for you!" I felt a hand on my shoulder, jumping in my skin slightly. I turned to look at who it was. The most familiar face stares back at me, a smile wide, worry noticeable in his eyes.
"Staton, you found me," I couldn't help but smile with him, turning back to the machine. Pushing the commands until it wanted me to type in the amount I'd like to withdraw.
"How much do ATMs usually let you take out at a time?" I question, hoping someone would have the answer for me. We should have done this sooner. We should have been getting money daily, in hopes to build up a stockpile for when the time came.
"Like five hundred why?" Aria mutters, her hair a frazzled mess, I assume from the wind of the roller coaster.
I hand my phone to Staton, before typing in the amount and clicking enter. The machine whirrs for a moment before the screen pops up again asking for an amount.
"What!" I shook my head, not sure what this meant. Had she really already turned my cards off? "This can't be!" I quickly typed in five hundred one more time and hit enter. The machine begins to whir again before sending an error screen.
"Looks like she beat you to the punch," Staton mumbles, handing my phone back to me.
"What is going on here?" Julie interjects, the stuffed animal I had forgotten I was holding now in her hands.
