Chapter 102: Trending

"What do you want Luke to give you for Christmas?" Cearra asked me. We were sitting in a little alcove by her living room. "How about himself wrapped up in a red bow and nothing else?" I had to think about that for a second. "I want a puppy for Christmas!" one of Cearra's little sisters screamed, running up to us. Her house was chaotic with four siblings under the age of twelve. Toys were littered across the living room, like miniature safety hazards. Her parents were in the kitchen, preparing dinner. Cearra grabbed hold of her sister before she ran into us and told me, "A puppy... or Luke with his puppy dog eyes?" There's a theme here. I laughed at her. Her sister squealed and wriggled out from the trapped position, before running off to play with her brothers. "Think about it," Cearra insisted, "Maybe you could ask him to do that sexy move on court where he scores and then flicks his hair? I swear so many girls go to hi