Chapter Seven: Santa Claus is Coming to Town

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                  A ritual it became. Sitting every Friday, at midnight in Lucy's room. We bought a mason jar, coated it pink and stuck yellow stars on it, to symbolize princesses. The way Lucy likes it. Each one of us would write a small sentence conveying love to Lucy, fold it neatly and place it into the jar, until it was packed. It was excruciating, and most of the papers would have a wet blob on it.

                 We all miss her, we'd order chicken nuggets from McDonald's, instead of burgers to honor her. There's still no trace of her. Lilly's plan to sneak into Charlotte's room gets backfired every time I attempt. There's no solution.

              A lot has happened in our school, since Miss Chloe left. Apparently, she left to live in France. Mrs. Bill, the freshman's' physics teacher died in a car accident.

            Going to school was like going to a new world where only quiet, living corpses went to get education. There were no rumors spreading, as if they were all aware of children kidnapping. The cafeteria at lunch was quiet, just the sound of spoons, and crunches and a little of chatter. I've never saw the people at my school were kind, but they were all helping me find her, putting surprise cards, and gifts in my locker. That's an act I will never forget.

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            Holiday shopping. Even through everything, we went out to shop for others. Everyone has been so sweet, and caring they deserve a little something. Lilly mostly, she was the most supportive so I bought her something superior to express my love to her, and to show her how blessed I am to have her as a close friend. I got her a Tiffany & Co. bracelet, and necklace. I also got her a Tom Ford eye definer that she's been dying for. Dad, and I split money to buy Mom the new iPhone 6s, and some Victoria Secret fuzzy socks. Something else is that, Mom and I split money to buy him a tool kit, some professional blazers, and a new MacBook Pro because his old one stopped working. Neither sides know, that I'm teaming up with the other side to buy them a gift, so that's exciting. I didn't forget about Lucy, and we all got her the biggest Barbie dollhouse in the entire toy store. She will be here for Christmas. At least I hope so.

                Lilly invited me over to her house, to decorate her Christmas tree together. She purchased ornaments, garlands, candy canes, stars, and a bunch of decorative, and festive items. We decorated the tree, sprinkled some glitter on each other, and had a fun time overall. Later, we decided to decorate the house, not holiday wise but just decor wise, because there were some plain parts. Then, we just plopped on the couch, watched Mean Girls and made delicious hot drinks.

        I ended staying up at her place, which means running late for school. Which also means, I have to hurry up, get my backpack, and pick an outfit from my house, and then come back to put the wrapped presents under Lilly's tree, and then wait for her to get ready, and THEN actually go to school. Easy huh? Not. So I did do the not- so- easy- thing, and it went pretty good for the most part. I practically threw the presents under the tree, and then I remembered that one of them was an a Tiffany & Co. bracelet, and necklace, so I screwed myself there.

      It was a Tuesday, which means only a few days until Christmas. Lilly, and I are going to be on the reach for the Adidas warehouses in the state, because we think the C's are there. The day went pretty fast for the most part, and Lilly and I decided to cook food together, and then buy a map of the United States to plot all the Adidas warehouses in the U.S.

    We decided to make homemade burgers, fries, and chicken salad. Lilly prepared the burgers, while I fried the fries, and cut chicken breasts for the salad. After the burgers, and fries were done, I placed the burgers into the bun, added cheese slices, tomatoes, onions, and lettuce. Lilly put ranch, and ceaser sauce, with lettuce, chicken, and crunchy bread to complete the salad. She also sprinkled Parmesan cheese on top. After consuming the bomb, delicious food, we were full, and ready on the go.

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