Mia's POV:
“Come on,” I said, rolling my eyes. “I don’t think I'm that bad.”
“Oh, but you are,” Melanie threw a look over her shoulder as she headed back into the house.
“This is an extravagant gift, Genevieve. I’m afraid I can’t accept it.” I said, holding out the key to her.
She twirled, walking away from me. “Unfortunately, I won't be taking it back. If you don't want it, throw the keys away.”
“You don't mean it,” I said, my hand falling to my side.
She got into her car parked in front and rolled down the window. “Genevieve doesn't mince words, babe. Night!” She blew me a kiss and sped off, her tires screeching on the asphalt.
I watched her drive away and stared at the car in front of me. I guess I was keeping it then. I had to learn how to drive.
I walked into the house where M
