His ears turned red as he quickly dug through his backpack for money.
After fumbling around for a moment, he pulled out a red bill and handed it to me.
“Is this enough?”
Before I could respond, someone called out his name from the bus, urging him to hurry.
Peter’s cheeks flushed even deeper. He shoved the bill into my hand and ran for the door.
“I—I’ve got to go, Camila. See you in college!”
I looked down at the hundred-dollars note in my hand and couldn't help the bitter smile that tugged at my lips.
College? Did I even stand a chance of making it there?
I walked over to the counter and placed the pens down.
Then I glanced up at the driver beside me.
“Sir, can I buy a case of drinks too?”
He was in the middle of an animated chat with the store owner, but both of them froze when they heard my request.
The driver blinked.
“A whole case? What for?”
“It’s way too hot, and my classmates have been waiting on the bus for ages,” I said. “I want to treat them to some drinks.”
The driver raised an eyebrow but didn’t say a word. Instead, the store owner leaned across the counter, eyeing me curiously.
“You got enough money for that?”
“I do.”
I pulled out the hundred-dollars bill with an innocent smile.