Angelina Prudence

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Weeks after Thanksgiving

Every year, Ace has one of his legendary Christmas Eve parties. Very extravagant, almost at a Kardashian level. Almost everyone at school gets an invite, he's such a sweetheart for including everyone. He then invites his closest friends to sleepover, boys and girls. Did I mention this all happens in his guest house? That means no adults and more reasons to get naughty.

I'm getting ready and wearing a cute red bodysuit, black jeans, and white pumps. Caleb and I agreed to meet there, but make sure it's clear we're a couple. I got a text from an unknown number.

Unknown: For Secret Santa you are giving Cylyss Kong a gift. Happy Holidays

I roll my eyes at the dumb message. If you get this text it means, A, you get to stay overnight and B, give another person staying the night a gift. Literally the worst tradition of his party. Like sure gift giving is cool, but he had to give me her.

Erica picks me up in her Volkswagen and Brittany is in the back fixing her lip gloss. "Can we stop at the mall? I want to do some last minute shopping." Erica pulls out of the driveway, "Okay. Who did you get for Secret Santa?" I roll my eyes, "If I told you it wouldn't be a secret moron." Giggles can be heard from the back, "Oh come on, we always tell each other." I groan, "Why are you both so annoying about it? It's literally so dumb." Erica smiles, "Did you get Ace?" I wish. "No, I didn't. Anyways tell me any information you guys managed to gather about the Davenports. Also whatever new info you've found out about Cylyss."

Brittany starts scrolling through her phone. "Caleb's mom recently got out of prison and she's currently staying with them. She was there during Thanksgiving." I zone out for a second as she continues. Why didn't he tell me his mom was back? Back during Thanksgiving I asked him if he wanted me to come over so we could sell this whole 'dating' thing all over social media. He told me no since his dad doesn't want people over and since his mom's in jail it would be their first Thanksgiving without her. He lied to me.

"As for Cylyss nothing new really. She spent Thanksgiving with Ace and went shopping with him over break." I look in a mirror to check my lace front and add more concealer. "What's her favorite color, brand, food? What did she want for Christmas last year?" I ask her. Every year, our school makes us write what we want for Christmas, and write letters to 'Santa'. A bunch of teachers try to get us what we want before Christmas break. "She wanted a Cartier love bracelet and a new phone." I check my bank account on my phone. Two very doable things. Don't get me wrong, this will not make us friends by any means, but being nice will put me in Aces good graces.

We finally get to the mall and I walk into the Apple store. I am not getting her an iPhone 11 but I at least get her the X. My minions went off to get their own gifts for their people so I didn't have to order them around much. I get her AirPods and try to find a jewelry store. I am not going to buy that bitch a Cartier bracelet but I can get her something that won't completely kill my bank account. I found a simple bracelet from Tiffany's and continued to shop for myself. I get the presents wrapped and text the girls telling them I'm ready to go.

"Ooh McDonalds! Can we get something to eat then leave?" I sigh, "If you want to get fatter be my guest. Don't complain when you can't fit in your outfit tonight." I hear her mumble, bitch, under her breath. "What did you call me?" She shrinks under my glare, "Nothing." We get to her car and the sound of Christmas music playing on the radio is all you can hear. I see Wendy's in the distance and tell her to pull in. She looks at me shocked when I tell her to go through the drive-through. "I thought you wanted food so order something." She looks at her lap and barely whispers, "I thought you said I was getting too fat?" I hand her my debit card, "You are, that doesn't mean you don't have to eat. If you're hungry, you're hungry. Plus, we can be gym buddies and check out all the fit dudes there." She smiles and orders something. I don't mean to hurt their feelings sometimes, I do care about these imbeciles. They just work my nerves sometimes.

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