Chapter 17 : Even Salt Looks Like Sugar

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Cedar P.O.V

I was walking too school and saw Carmelita. God I hate her I thought.

" cedar!" She said coming too me with her tap shoes.

" what."

" I need your help, and if you join you can win money."

" I'm listening." I said with a smirk

" if you find these bring them too me." She said handing me a picture of some people that had my age.

" how much."

" 2 millilion."

You lived alone had no family any more so you expected it.

" my mother will organize averting okey." She answered

" sure I'll do it." You i said without hesitation.

" okey see you at my house at 6." She said while tapping away.

" yeah sure." I said

The hole day I didn't think about it I just wanted to focus on school even if I almost fell asleep more than once.

When school was finished I went too my house and ate a cupcake I looked at my tv for a hour and than went too Carmenta's house. I knocked on the door. Her mother opened.

" hello,come in." Said a tall blond lady.

". Thanku miss."

" I am Esmé Gigi Geniveve Squalor , I assume you are Cedar." She said looking down at.

" yes I am miss Squalor." I said a bit intimidated

" let's make a plan." She told me to take a seat in there big couch

She told me all about them.

" I think we should put a grocery store down and I will work there. I become friends with them and I stay with them in there mobile home and after a month or so one night I will drive the mobile home too your house." I suggest

" yes that is good in two days you will need too come too my home at the same time don't forget your luggage." She said

" I won't miss Thanku." I said and than I left

I was surprised that it went so fast but sure better for me I guess.

I went home and fell straight asleep but, around 4 in the morning I woke up stressed. I-I was shaking!
I probably had a nightmare but I couldn't remember it was better for me. I questioned myself. Am I doing the right thing? "What the actually heck am I doing."
I said. Sitting straight on my bed now. I let myself fall backwards on my bed. What would mother think of me?

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