DREW'S POV
I'm in shock right now.
I didn't know Sophie's been through so much.
I mean I guess that's why she juuls.
Just like how people drink, she's trying to numb the pain.
"How long has Kyle lived out here?" I asked.
"About two years." She said.
"And he's?" I asked.
"Same age as you." She said.
"Nineteen?! That's crazy." I said.
"I know. So how about you?" She asked.
"What about me?" I asked.
"Your past." She said.
"Oh right. Well where I grew up in New York is kind of like the hood. I grew up in the Bronx in a not so nice neighborhood. My dad left when I was four." I said.
"I'm so sorry." She said.
"It's okay. My mom is still a single mom but my dad remarried. I have an older brother who's a chef and a sister who doesn't really talk about her job." I said.
"When'd you start singing?" She asked.
"When I'd go to church with my mom. I joined the youth choir. I'm guessing you sing too, Miss Broadway." I smiled.
"Yeah. I get it from my grandma. She used to put on Mamma Mia or Phantom Of The Opera and we'd sing to that." She said.
"How about your acting?" I asked.
"My brother's an actor so he taught me everything I know." She said.
"I watched some of his videos. He's a very creative person." I said.
"Thank you." She smiled.
She smiled.
She usually only smiles for pictures or if she's meeting someone for the first time.
I got her to smile.
