After Blake little tantrum, I sat in embarrassment as all eyes were on me. I went outside where I saw Blake leaning on the hood of his car. He was smoking a cigar and a blonde hair girl latched to his arm.
"Blake?" I called, walking over with my hands in my pocket. But he didn't answer nor spare me a glance.
"Blake, are you…" but before I could finish asking my question he cut me off.
"Izzy, meet Kia,"
"Okay," I nodded at her, which she returned with a small smile.
"Blake, can we talk?" I asked, but he just ignored me.
"Let's go," He said, tossing his cigar on the ground.
Knowing that Kia would probably take the passenger seat, I make my way to the back.
And I was right, she did take the passenger seat. After everyone had seated, Blake drove off. Sometimes throughout our journey, Kia spoke.
"So Izzy it's the first I'm hearing of you, where you from?"
"New Zealand," I mumbled, scrolling through my phone.
