When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E106

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When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E106

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“Don’t do stuff like that!” he breathed. “I thought you

were crying or something.”

“Why? Were you a scared little saltine?” I asked.

Jonah groaned. “Shut up.”

“Well, the smart and pretty girl has to go make

breakfast because the smart and pretty girl is

hungry,” I stated before hanging up the phone. I

didn’t bother to listen to his response.

~~~

After I ate breakfast, Jeremiah and I decided to play

Monopoly. I was a bit nervous to play because

Jeremiah likes to get angry if anybody is doing better

than him. He also gets angry if you take the small

dog piece. He claimed that as his player the day we

bought the game.

The snow was still going strong at noon and

Jeremiah and I were still playing the game. “You’re

cheating, Jer!”

“I’m not! I’m the banker so whatever I say goes!” he

snapped as he took a couple of hundred bills from

the bank. I glared at him.

“No, that’s not the case! You can’t randomly take

money out of the bank!” I snapped.

He gave me a ‘duh’ look. “I know! It’s called a loan!

Besides, I’ll pay it back.” He retorted as he continued

playing.

I smacked his hand as he reached for more money.

“How much money did you take from the bank?” I

asked and he looked at his pile of money. He was

stacking more bills than the bank was! The doorbell

rang and I cautiously stood up while eyeing my

brother. “Put the money back.”

I walked towards the door and the bell was rung

again. “Hold your horses; I’m coming!”

I opened the door and a boy stood there with a

group of his friends behind him. They all had shovels

and I raised an eyebrow. They had hats and gloves

on, along with snow suits. I wasn’t dressed any

better. Way to look pretty with your sweatpants and

Tinkerbell shirt. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

“How may I help you?” I asked. Maybe they’re Jer’s

friends. Who am I kidding? Jer doesn’t have any

friends.

The boy in the front took off his hat and I

immediately recognized him. “Caleb.”

“Hey, Savannah; I didn’t think you’d remember me,”

he grinned and I nodded. Although I remember him,

it doesn’t explain why he’s at my house with a group

of boys and a couple of shovels. “We’re here to see if

you need your walkway shoveled.”

I stared at them. “Uh, no, it’s fine. That’s my

brother’s job whenever it snows,” I replied casually.

“Okay,” he turned around before turning back with a

teasing smile on his face. “You never called me, by

the way.”

Although he had a flirtatious tone to his voice, I felt

guilty. I racked my brain for an excuse. “I looked for

you at school but I couldn’t find you.”

“I just got back from vacation. My family went out of

the country for New Year’s. We got back a few days

ago. I stayed home because of jet-lag…and I didn’t

finish the work I got before vacation,” he explained

with a sheepish expression on his face. I frowned.

“Didn’t your birthday pass?” I asked awkwardly and

he nodded. His friends started walking away,

growing impatient.

“Yeah, and yours is coming up,” he smiled and I

nodded my head, kicking the snow off of my porch.

“Happy belated birthday; I’m sorry I couldn’t say it

on the day,” I apologized.