Mr Blythe & I | LZ ✓

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"How come you're back so late?" Mum raised an eyebrow as soon as I stumbled through the door. My dad was already asleep beside her, and I carefully placed my card-key down in fear of waking him.

"I'm sorry, I went out with... Some of the cast members." I shrugged, kicking off my shoes. "I'd say it won't happen again, but it honestly might."

"I see." She nodded, placing her reading book down. "And how was your first day of filming?"

"Better than you could ever imagine." I grinned, remembering the moment I first saw Lucas by the farmhouse gate. Butterflies appeared in my stomach just by thinking about it.

"It wouldn't have anything to do with that boy you were telling me about, would it?"

My gaze immediately locked with hers as I took a seat on the bed - how was I supposed to answer such a question?

"I, uh-"

"It's okay, Christina." She reassured me before curling over in bed. "Make sure you turn the lamp off before you go to sleep."

"Okay, mum." I sighed.