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“It’s just to irritate you, Dixie.” She smirked at him, and he couldn’t help it, he grinned, since she talked with her mouth full again.
“You’re wasting your time, because it doesn’t irritate me. Actually, that’s how I used to eat when I was two, too.”
“I’m not two. I told you I was thirteen.”
He snorted. “I’m still not convinced you’re not ten.”
“Ya gonna turn me in?” she asked. She swallowed the last bit of her sandwich and cracked the Coke open.
He’d brought water down too, and he smiled as he looked at it deliberately then back up at her. She’d chosen Coke over water.
She lifted her nose at him and didn’t say anything as she drank in big gulps while he considered her question.
“I don’t know. Why shouldn’t I?”
“Because I trusted you.”
“You didn’t. I grabbed a hold of you and forced you to come down here with me. Otherwise, you’d be halfway to Mars by now.”
“If only,” she burst out.
He thought that was probably the first real words she’d said.
So she didn’t like where she was, and she wanted to be away?
“Then why don’t you go?”
“To Mars?” she asked with one eyebrow cocked.
“Anywhere. Why are you here?”
She kept her mouth closed and looked at him with her eyes narrowed, as though she were judging him. Maybe she found him wanting, because instead of telling him, she just shrugged her shoulders.
Fine, if that’s the way she wanted, that’s the way it could be. Maybe someday she’d tell him the truth.
“You didn’t eat any chips. What, are you allergic to potato chips or something?”
“Bag’s not open. I didn’t know they were for me.”
He took the bag, opened it, and set it down in front of her.
She took a handful, started munching, still looking at him like she didn’t trust him.
“When you finish those, we’re going to take you to get you cleaned up a little. We can’t take too long, because I only have another hour and a half, or maybe two, until my parents come to my room and call me for supper. So, we can’t dawdle.”
“You’re the one that’s dawdling. And you just opened a bag of chips.” She spoke, and chips flew everywhere.
He took a finger and gingerly wiped the sloppy, half-chewed chips off his arm.
“I’m not the one shoving them in my mouth.” He gave her an irritated look. “I don’t mind if you talk with your mouth full, but point your head that way, so you spew the crap in your mouth away from me, not on me.”
“Oh. The rich boy doesn’t like to get his fancy clothes all gooped up.”
“I don’t like having your slobbery food all over me. That’s normal human behavior. If you hadn’t been raised by wolves, you’d know that.”
She snapped her mouth closed and turned her head away, shoving more chips in before taking another long drink of her Coke.
He hadn’t meant to hurt her feelings, but he had the feeling that he had.
