*STILL A FLASH BACK OF YESTERDAY*
The whole car ride was filled with Blake talking about his self.
I actually got really interested in his life story.
He was half Italian and half American. He had 3 sisters who were all working in the next model agency.
He had a tattoo near his heart. "VII" he said was his lucky number.
He wanted to be a model, he claims that he doesn't want money but he wants fame.
Whilst, I wanted the exact opposite. I wanted money not fame.
We talked more and I actually told him about my family.
"My dad left us when I was 10 years old it's been 6 years since I last saw him", I spoke sadly.
"Sorry I didn't mean-"No No its okay", I cut him off as I faked a smile.
"And we're here", Blake exclaimed kind of happily.
"Where did you take me?" I asked.
"See for yourself", he huskily replied making my legs go jelly.
This time he helped me get out his car as I looked around and visibly gasped.
"You took me to a cliff to bunk our classes?" I gasped as I looked around the beautiful place getting lost in it.
It was so beautiful the cliffs were high enough that I actually got a view of our town, Tampa.
The trees surrounded the cliffs edge giving it a Hawaiian look.
Hot wind blew against my body making me sigh in content.
"Belissimo.", Blake replied making me look at him just in time to find him staring at me.
Belissimo in Italian meant Beautiful. I learned this word from a novel I've been currently reading.
"Uhh.. ye-eah the v-view is beautiful", I said avoiding his gaze.
"No not the view"
