CHAPTER 12
Catcalls greeted their appearance at breakfast a short time later.
“Looking good, Eli.”
“Full marks for flair. Not everyone could pull off that look.”
“You know Boxing Day is just an expression, right?”
Fortunately, he was a good sport, and so happy to be warm and dry he didn’t really care what anyone thought. He’d had plenty of experience ignoring people who made fun of his clothes when he was younger. He’d learned that you just have to make the first joke, and then no one bothers to pick on you. He also knew that the bruising around his eyes would heal eventually.
“If you’re looking for a corporate mascot, I’m in. As long as I get breakfast like this every day.”
He shoved up the sleeves on the pink Princess Puzzle hoodie and ignored the girl with rainbow hair—Blaze, may
