“That Christmas edition makeup kit you gave me was awesome sauce,” Crimson said through the phone. “I’m taking it to Hawaii with me, but not letting any of my cousins use it.”
“You’re going to Hawaii?” I asked with wide eyes. “Are you excited?”
“Duh. I go every year, though,” she replied. “I got all my s**t packed. Today’s Christmas Eve, right?”
“Yeah.” She told me earlier that she’d be busy, so we exchanged gifts before school ended. The present she gave me was a Christmas t-shirt that read ‘Dear Santa, Give Me My Crush’, candy cane earrings, and a Santa hat, all accompanied with a mall gift card.
“Did you finish your chemistry project?” I asked her. She snorted and told me she didn’t even start. She was partnered with another student on the same level as her.
“Mr. Charles made me pi
