Chapter Forty Seven

Klaire's POV

From her grinning face, my eyes zeroed on my food. The sandwich is now on the ground and the salad I bought is all over the place.

I don't even care that I almost embarrassed myself or the fact that everyone's attention is on us. None of those matter to me because my heart is aching for my food that I bought with the money I earned.

All our life, we are only fed with leftover foods so we grew up being thankful for anything we have, and not waste even a single grain. A spoiled brat like Zella won't understand that because she never really had to work for anything in her life.

"Pay for it." I said before looking at Zella and showed her my palm.

Zella seemed amused at that and she leaned her ear closer to my direction. "I'm sorry, what was that?"

"She asked you to pay for her food. Have you gone deaf?" I heard Pauline snapped and my eyes remained on Zella.

The bully let out a disbelieving laugh. "Look at this trash asking me to pay for their stupidity, guys. Can you be