“So are we going Christmas shopping today or not?” Emma asked on the 24th while we’re talking on the phone.
I was holding in between my shoulder and ear as I tried to do my toenails.
“Christmas shopping?”
“Yeah, you know, as in, to buy present for our friends? We’re all meeting up at Noah’s on Lucas’ birthday before going out.”
“Oh. Right.”
“How much money do you have for presents?”
“I don’t know? Two hundred quid?”
“I’ve got three hundred but I don’t think I’ll spend it all. I need to give some back to my mom or else she’ll flip.”
“Alright. Let me just finish my toes and then we can go to the mall.”
I finished my nails ten minutes later, so after I dressed up and asked my dad for some present money, Emma and I were on our way to the mall.
Jake met us there, and he seemed really
