
After the pajama party night that day, Grace used to stay in my room, not every day, just when her mom wasn't home.we had Christmas together, and Grace asked me to volunteer to reply to letters at Santa's house. I was surprised when I knew the written address turned out from almost all parts of the United States.
did you hear the house of Santa? yeah of course.
in addition to the candy-shaped lamppost, and the giant statue of a viberglass saint, there is also a santa house on the north pole, if every day is Christmas, apparently Christmas is actually even more festive.
We had a visit to the house of the costel family who were far from other houses, closer to the evergreen forest.they always held an open house at Christmas, he said, and because john costel contributed a lot to the north pole of course everyone respects the invitation.
you tau? the house is really minimalist menurtku, the tami in the yard of his spacious house, which is conjured with white lanterns in the yard, there is also one of the second largest Christmas trees in the north pole, the first one is in Santa's house.
we see four costels, they do look strange when they are together.
their faces are like mafia, but god-level handsome mafia. I want to be uprooted by that thought. I was disappointed because christian was unaware of my existence, even though I was a little dressed up that day.
the costel family looked strange because their skin was too pale, their gazes were cold, their horns were more like lions sniffing prey. I saw some strange sparkles from their skin several times. did they get plastic surgery so that they get that perfect face and body?
yes, they are the richest people in the north pole, of course they can do it.
but john costel, different from his kids, though still looking handsome for a size 40s maybe? but he looks more like a 25-year-old, and you know what? he is very friendly, friendly and can make people comfortable around him, as if whatever he says is an enlightenment for people like us. I think it's called an aura.
grace didn't say much during the show, because she was an introvert.she kept her head down and asked me to be near her. I'm glad I don't know anyone here either.
the days after that were boring, probably because I was still disappointed that Christian didn't see me that day.
And today I was kind of excited, because aunt Lily bought me a creamy old vw beetle car, which reminded me of the living vw herbie. but whatever my day, he's quiet, but I still like him a lot.
"thank you, thank you, thank you" I screamed in joy when aunt finished trading.I kissed aunt Lily enthusiastically she just grinned at my behavior.
to be honest, I have never learned to drive, because we are in new york, Mommy can not buy a car.
so for 3 days in a row my aunt taught me to drive, and maybe because the car is not fussy and very obedient I can drive in two days and one day learn to drive on the highway.
the next day I did a driving test to get the sim.
it's easy for aunts to get a sim for me because the clerk's their best friend from birth, but aunt assures him she only helps speed up the process, the rest is my good skills.
Be the first day of school I drove my favorite antique car. Nothing made me nervous on the first day of school.When driving to school, I saw a bright red jeep driving past my slow car, and I saw a red jeep driving past my slow car, the car laxed me as it passed by. The rest is normal.
Well, if I said I wasn't nervous, but when I parked and got out of the car it felt like my head was a little dizzy.
"ara!", I turned towards the voice, grace along with several other students walked over to me.
" introduce them," I held out my hand there was a man in a baby face with tiny lips.
"ara", I said
" jason", she smiled sweetly.
the others accompanied her, there was olivia harper, megan fallon, george kanley, addison burke or eddie.
I'm so glad Grace brought me her friends so I don't have to be alone for the first day of school.
although it was bullied in old school, it does not mean I do not have confidence.my grades are quite good, and my sports skills are also quite good.
looks lazy to serve the ball, and the right ball leads me directly I smash!, woahh. I did not expect it makes ken in pain. but ken's face is more sinister than before.
now he grinned savagely like anger, a game like only played by two people, only I was able to take the ball in the pass ken. really crazy.
our gym teacher, mr. wilson, didn't pay much attention, until he blew his whistle against our game.
ken threw a strange look at me, his head was tilted creepily.I felt an electric shock on my finger and brushed it off.
*what the fuck was that?* i thought it was limbung. ken had disappeared somewhere.I soon forgot ken as soon as grace took me to the cafeteria.
sure enough, there were no four dikafeteria costs, they were nowhere to be seen. I chose coke and burgers to fill my rumbling stomach.and the sound in the cafeteria became very noisy a few minutes later.
"well. It seems you have offended one of the costel babe, "megan pointed me to the cafeteria door. There were four costels staring at us.
I ignored them, if there was any need they should have come here.I continued my meal.but no one really came to our table. because of that, all the attention was on me, and it made them realize that I was a new student here.
"anabella?" asked a tall black man from across the street from my car.
I laughed at him, his white teeth dazzling.
"yeah?"
"bill" she introduced herself
"billgates?" I was surprised, he laughed.
"just bill",
" okay bill, I'll be home soon".i answered, Bill smiled indistinctly with my laugh.I went mad. Now when I get home, every car passing me honks them.
I came home with a face bent a thousand. Aunt Lily just laughed indistinctly at my story.
"enjoy your sweetheart day", she left me thinking of doing what she did on this lazy day.
finally I overslept until dusk. Grace woke me. she told me to take a bath and take me to dinner at her house. Her mother made enchilada known grace is my favorite food because it tastes a little spicy.
"emmmm, this is really delicious mrs hoffman" I told her mother grace
" callie, call her "she said she didn't like. "it's too formal for the girl I consider my own son, it might sound too soon, but I'm really in love with you ara",
I blushed, why do all my friends' mothers want me to be their daughter too? what's in my brain is "auras".
after a delicious dinner, callie who is known to be a nurse was also a single parent, I was not happy to ask where Grace's father was when I never saw him in this house. it turns out that Grace's father died last year due to complications, but callie said she was glad her husband died.
"he's not a good father, he often hits us when he comes home drunk.
" he's really a jerk husband who only hitchhiked after he lost his job.he blamed us for the failures he made. Instead of finding new ways he tortured us instead, he tortured us, I really feel sorry for Grace". Callie cried for a while, then she firmly rubbed her daughter's back.
"grace is really a good boy, he works part-time to help me pay his father's debts".
I saw the two of them hugging, grace smiling to calm her mother, at that time she looked very mature.I felt that the life I lived was better than anyone else. and the regret of leaving my mother alone pricks my heart even more.