Chapter Three
Blanca
Once I’ve walked up the stairs to my new apartment, I open the door to find out that our place is tonight’s hangout. All three guys from across the hall are over which seems to be a common occurrence.
“What’s up, Blanca?” Dylan looks over his shoulder at me from where his head is in the fridge.
“Are you hungry?” I set the leftovers on the kitchen table.
“How was the city?” Sierra gets up from the couch and walks over, taking the container out of the bag. But as soon as she places them in the fridge, Dylan picks them up and uncovers them.
“Tiring. The train ride was long, but…” I want to tell Sierra about the guy I met, but there are four other people in the room. People who are virtual strangers to me.
“What?” Sierra takes the container out of Dylan’s hands
