Cheyenne came to a halt and spun around. Who did this girl think she was? She didn't want her blanket so she had to go turn it into a giant drama scene? Cheyenne laughed incredulously and the cold slipped her mind.
"First of all, little girl*." Cheyenne stalked towards her. "I said smellY. Second." Cheyenne's voice dropped lower as she got closer to Talyssa. "My clothes don't smell. Because I wasn't raised in a barn--" which was only partly true "--and I take a shower every day." Her eyes moved over Talyssa as she'd seen other girls do when they were sizing someone up and finding them lacking. "You should try it sometime. Maybe then you won't stink!"