The Jerk Principal Has No Privacy
Alvin chuckled awkwardly and ruffled little Ginny's hair. "Donations aren't extortion. They have to be voluntary...
Otherwise, even if you get the money, you won't be helping the Stonewing Beasts. You'll just give them a bad reputation."
Little Ginny looked like she only half understood. Alvin bent down and kissed her on the forehead, unconcerned. "Tell me, who came up with this idea?
How many other kids like you are out there holding donation boxes?
Each box of money earns you a stamp, and once you collect twelve, you get ice cream...
Hmm, you've got a real head for business..."
Little Ginny excitedly raised her hand. "It was Sharina. She and Gwen started the fundraiser...
They're amazing!"
Then she covered her mouth and imitated Old Cage's voice. "They're trying to empty our pockets...
Tell those little brats they'll never get out of school to beg for money to build a church for those damn gargoyles. Hee hee..."
Alvin didn't know who Sharina was, but anyone who got along with Gwen was bound to be trouble in the eyes of the principal...
He glanced at Alexis, whose expression had turned a little strange, and smiled. "Don't look at me like that. If you think my donation of one dollar is too small, you could always call your dad. He's loaded..."
Alexis sighed in disappointment. "I tried. Dad wrote me a check for a thousand dollars. If I ask for more, I'll have to provide receipts..."
Alexis looked at Alvin, confused. "If you have the means, why not help the Stonewing Beasts? They really are good people...
Sharina ran into danger near Central Park when she went back to Uptown for the weekend. If it weren't for the Stonewing Beasts, she would've been ruined..."
Alvin shook