Sock it to Me, Santa! by Madison Parker

Author:Madison Parker [Parker, Madison]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: contemporary, Young Adult, Holiday, GLBT Romance, Christmas
Publisher: Madison Parker
Published: 2012-11-16T05:00:00+00:00

Part Three:

The Final Exchange

“So how did the gift exchange go today?” my mom asked me that night after dinner.

“Good.”

Dakota’s eyes lit up. “Did Jamie like his rainbow spider?”

“Yeah, I think he did.”

“Did he think it was pretty?”

I nodded.

“Did you tell him I helped you to put the glitter on it?”

“No, he doesn’t know it’s from me, remember? It’s a secret.”

If my sister ever met Jamie, I’d be so screwed.

“Oh, yeah. I wish I had a Secret Santa.”

“You’ve got the real Santa. That’s even better,” I said.

“You don’t have the real Santa?”

“I don’t know. Maybe I’m on his naughty list.”

She giggled. “You’re not on his naughty list. You’re on his nice list.”

“You think?”

She smiled and nodded. “Did Jamie make you a present too?”

“No. Well, someone did, but I don’t know who. It’s a mystery.”

“Oh?” my mom said. “Let’s see what you got.”

“Yeah, I wanna seeee,” Dakota said.

I went and got the bracelet from my bag. “It’s a friendship bracelet,” I said, holding it out.

“Aren’t you gonna wear it?” Dakota said.

I slipped the bracelet on and sat back down on the sofa.

Dakota gave me a satisfied smile. She crawled onto my lap and plucked at the bracelet with her fingers. “Friendship bracelets are nice,” she said. “I think Jamie made it. Cause he’s your friend.”

“It looks good on you,” my mom said. “It matches your hair.”

“Yeah. I like it,” I said. “We’ve got one more gift to make for the exchange. What workshop are you running next week?”

“We’re making centerpieces out of fresh pine.”

“That’s not very helpful, Mom.”

“Sorry, hon. I think you’re on your own this time.”

“I’ll help you,” Dakota said. “I’m good at making stuff.”

“Yes, you are,” I said, giving her a squeeze.

When I stood to go up to my room, my mom said, “Don’t forget we’re going to the movies tomorrow. You can invite a friend if you like.”

“You can invite Jamie,” Dakota said. “He’s your friend.”

I placed both hands on my hips and looked down at her. “Jamie, Jamie, Jamie. Now I know what I’m gonna get you for Christmas.”

Her eyes grew big. “What?”

“A t-shirt that says ‘Jamie’s #1 Fangirl’.”

She giggled. “Oh, yeah? Well I’m gonna get you a t-shirt that says ‘Jamie’s #1 Fanboy’.”

I stared at her with my mouth agape as she jumped off the couch and took off running. “You are so dead,” I yelled, chasing after her.

My mom laughed. “You walked right into that one, Ryan.”

* * * * *

Needless to say, I did not invite Jamie to the movies on Saturday. Dakota got to pick the movie, of course, which is how I ended up seeing “Wreck-It Ralph.” It might as well have been titled “Wreck-It Ryan.” Jamie had sent me a Facebook friend request the night before, and I’d been fretting over it ever since. People at school had hundreds of Facebook friends; it didn’t mean anything. It didn’t even mean they were actual friends. But I couldn’t help worrying that if I accepted his friend request, people would notice. They’d wonder why we were friends and what that meant.

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