"Shitting hell," I groaned and walked away from a wide eyed Joey and towards Blake. I walked round to the passengers seat and got in the car. Blake was speeding away in an instant.
"Nice evening?" Blake said sarcastically, raising an eyebrow at me.
"Superb," I said dryly.
"Rob called me," Blake explained. "He didn't sound happy."
"Does it make it any better that we were doing school work?" I wondered.
"No. And who's we?"
"Just a friend," I shrugged, ignoring Blake's questioning gaze.
"The same one that picked you up when you sneaked out to the party?"
"Possibly," I muttered and Blake answered his phone has it started ringing.
"I've got her," Blake said. "She wasn't trying to run. Okay, I'll let her know. I'll make sure she's there."
"Let me guess," I said when Blake hung up. "Rob
