Chapter 2Grounded at the Finish Line

Seeing my pale face, Chloe walked over: "What's wrong, Sierra?"

My hands wouldn't stop shaking: "Chloe, my mom cancelled the family payment plan."

I remembered my savings card with my red envelope money (lucky money) was taken by my mom before I left.

Her excuse was: "I'm paying for the trip. Don't touch your savings. I'll keep it safe for you."

"Wait, I can use my savings."

I switched payment methods, but it still declined.

I checked my banking app. Balance: $0.00.

Furious, I called my mom again. No answer.

I texted her.

[Mom, at least give me back my savings.]

Chloe actually looked relieved and smiled: "Is that all? I have money. We can just pay at the service counter."

Apologetic, I held up my phone: "No, my mom cancelled our hotel and tickets too."

We left the subway and went to the hotel.

The receptionist asked politely: "I see your three-day, two-night reservation has been cancelled. Would you like to rebook?"

Holding onto a shred of hope, I asked: "Can we rebook at the original price?"

The receptionist's smile froze for a second: "Sorry, prices fluctuate dynamically. I can't do that."

When Mom booked a month ago, this star-rated hotel was $200 a night.

Now it's peak season, and the price has jumped to $600.

Chloe and I exchanged awkward glances.

Chloe said: "Let's find another hotel."

I felt terrible, repeating "I'm sorry" over and over.

Chloe covered my mouth: "Stop apologizing."

"But... my money can only cover a cheap motel and food. What about your flight home?"