I’m at the mall with Arlene; we ditched school after lunch to buy Luke’s gift and decorations for his surprise birthday party tomorrow at Justin’s house.
Arlene suggests, “Let’s buy him some clothes,” but I shake my head. Unsure of Luke's tastes, I text Justin.
Me: What does Luke like?
Jerk: Food, sports, girls, n***d girls in magazines.
Me: Not you, dumbass.
Jerk: Not sure, but I heard he wanted to go to a water park before his parents died.
Me: Thanks.
I decide on a hoverboard and water park tickets.
“I know what to get him, let’s go,” I say, pulling Arlene along.
We enter a*****e where I spot a gold hoverboard. While Arlene texts, I grab it and head to the counter, using my credit card, which my dad reloaded when school started.
“Do you sell gift wrap?” I ask the cashier, who
