Lunch Money Quotes

“was going to say anyway. And he got to talk first because he had won the coin toss—heads—a victory over Maura. But at the moment he was wishing he had called tails. As Greg began going over his opening statement for the ninth time, the chairperson of the School Committee said, “For the next item under New Business, we have a proposal about . . . a comic-book club at Ashworth School. Who’s speaking on this?” Greg bounced to his feet and managed to say, “I . . . I am.” The chairperson pointed. “Please come up to the table and talk into the microphone.” Maura thought Greg looked very nice tonight in his blazer and his gray slacks. His black eye was almost gone, and she was pretty sure he had even tried to brush his hair. As Greg went down the center aisle, he got a good look at Mrs. Davenport sitting in the second row with the other principals. She wasn’t smiling.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“gray pennies that had been made out of steel instead of copper during the Second World War.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“Girls like the boys that they’re always mad at, or shoving, or turning their heads away from, or sticking their tongues out at. Never fails.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“Extra”
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“stupid!”
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“was sprawled on the family-room couch, half asleep in front of a Clint Eastwood movie. A can of ginger ale and an empty bag of pretzels sat on the table in front of him. He opened one eye and saw Maura, then looked at Greg and winked. “Hey, little buddy . . . I see your ladyfriend is here.” Greg felt the urge to lash out, like he’d done with Eileen and Brittany at school on Friday morning. But this time he didn’t take the bait. He said, “We’re just copying some artwork. For a project we’re doing. And it’s gonna make noise. We have to.” Ross heaved himself up off the couch, shut off the TV, burped, mumbled, “’Scuse me” in Maura’s general direction, and went looking for a quieter place to waste another hour or two. Greg said, “I got this paper that’s good and bright, but it’s not as thick as regular copy paper. Makes it easier to fold.” After placing the first master sheet face down on the glass, he pushed Print, and then held up the copy for Maura to see. Pointing at a gray area, he said, “See that? I can change the settings and make that part darker. It ought to be solid black. Except for that, it’s a good copy.” The machine beeped as Greg made the change, and then he pushed the Print button.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“waste”
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“What did the triangle say to the circle? Your life seems so pointless.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“No, you’re in my way. You’re the one who’s stealing my customers—and my ideas.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“But Greg was not thinking logically at that moment. And saying that he hated Maura’s guts did not feel like too strong a statement.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“By age eleven he was well on his way to success, always on the lookout for new money-making opportunities. And then one day Greg Kenton made the greatest financial discovery of his young life.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“Greg found the coins just as interesting. He loved making rolls of quarters, dimes, nickels, and pennies, stacks and stacks of them. And the golden Sacagawea dollar coins? He didn’t put them into rolls. He had collected twenty-seven of them, which he kept hidden in a sock in the bottom drawer of his dresser. Every once in a while he’d spread them out on his bed and count them again.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“And at that second, Greg felt like Maura’s smile had to be worth at least a million dollars.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“Greg wasn’t sure what to say to that, and while he was thinking, Maura came back into the room with the principal right behind her.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“I’m completely sunk. This guy is gonna ruin me.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“Greg felt the fury rising in his chest. He wanted to tip his head back and howl like Creon.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“Then he remembered what Maura had said about his comic book: . . . it was okay, but— Greg wanted Maura to finish that sentence. Then he thought, What do I care what she thinks?”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“Fine,” said Maura. “Do whatever you want. I don’t care.” “Good, ’cause I don’t care if you don’t care. So go away.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“Sometimes a disagreement between two kids stays that way—just between the kids themselves. But the clash between Greg and Maura had always been right out in the open, and it had deep historical roots.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“The principal said, “Greg, I’ve already called your mother, and she’ll meet you at home. Maura’s mother is coming in about five minutes, and she’s driving you both.” Then she turned to Maura and said, “Would you go to the girls’ room across the hall for me? Wet paper towels. We’ve got to get Greg cleaned up so that Mr. Zenotopoulous can get up off the floor. Or . . . we could just wait until it gets dark and all the b-l-o-o-d becomes invisible.” She chuckled, and then said, “Sorry about the jokes. I’m just relieved this isn’t more serious.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“Now, if Maura had used your character, this Creon guy, or if she had made her drawings look just like yours, then I think you’d have more reason to be upset.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money

“He wasn’t just dreaming about getting rich. He was working at it.”
― Andrew Clements, Lunch Money