““Hey, Hailey, want a bracelet?” Pearl asked. Everyone turned to look at her. Stilted conversation was one thing. Gifts were quite another. “Uh…sure,” Hailey said. She turned and unzipped the small pouch on her backpack. As she dug through it, Ria whacked Pearl on the arm. “You’re gonna make her jewelry?” Ria whispered. “Ow! What’s the big deal?” Pearl whispered back. “That girl does not deserve presents,” Ria replied. “Well, I can’t take it back now,” Pearl said, looking miserable.””
