"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....