120 The party and Dylan.

Lance. 

We get into Lisa's car and jack signals me with his eyes. I am in the front seat of her Porsche and he is at the back; all I can give him is a shrug because I am unsure of what is going on. Yeah, I am grateful that he came with me because I don't think it would even be sensible to go out with her alone, especially after everything she has done. This is all so awkward and I don't even know how to handle this. 

''This is ridiculous Lisa,'' I groan in complaint. I have no choice but to do this with her even though I would rather be in hell than in the same car with her. 

''I asked Brad out and he didn't respond. So you are my next option. Maybe when he sees this. he will be jealous.'' Her eyes gleam brightly from her words. She seems to think she is so smart. 

Ford wouldn't be jealous, he will be angry. I know already but this is not my fault. I sent him a message and he didn't respond. So there was nothing I could do.