Her Last Letter

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Kyle

By the time third period ended, all the freshmen, sophomores, and juniors were told about my decision to search for a girl.

A girl. During Biology, the majority of the class wasn't focused on the lesson. They never were, but today it was because of me. Every time I looked up, someone was staring at me with shock and disbelief plastered all over their face. Honestly, so was I. It was a such a sudden decision that I barely had any time to process it myself.

I guess what was surprising the most was that I'm actually giving attention to a girl. A girl who I don't know, who's supposed to be in love with me. She wasn't the first person to send me love letters. A ton of girls are crazy about me and I'm aware, but I never really cared. I shrugged it off. 

Not with this one. Her letters were the only ones that for once, sparked something inside. 

Instead of responding to my classmates' whispers, I simply leaned back in my seat and gave them a smirk. As if saying, yeah, we all know how irresistable I am.

That act alone probably caused more rumors. They're probably going back and forth, trying to figure out if this girl really does have an effect on me, or if I was doing it for fun. My original intention was to just apologize for my behavior (even though I never did that with my exes), though it turned out to be more. 

In the middle of second and third period, Brian had updated me on what the juniors in his classes were saying. He was seriously into this. When I asked him why, he had said, "Seeing you like this with a girl is a once in a lifetime thing. I've been waiting forever to see you fall in love first."

I almost punched him before considering his words. So he thinks that this person was going to be the one? Right. I'm normally very confident about myself and a "no" would have passed my lips already, though I'm not so sure if I can say it now.

Based on Brian's vague answer, everyone thought that I was given a secret note from a mysterious girl telling me to find her and I've decided to play along in the game.

How inaccurate.

I was mildly surprised that none of my ex girlfriends mentioned the letters. In fact, they should have done so a while ago. Back then, many of them couldn't wait to be my girlfriend. I was known to have many ladies by my side. The thought had me wincing involuntarily. It's absurd how different my brain's been reacting today. Right now, those girlfriends disgusted me. I kept them because they were hot and gave me a boost in the social class. And it was expected for me to date a cheerleader. I didn't need cliche girlfriend for popularity though. And they were covered with makeup. Not someone I wanted. I wanted a girl who was modest and humble.

Someone like the girl I'm looking for.

Technically, I have no idea whether or not she's modest and humble. But deep in my mind, I was sure of it. There was no answer as to why, but I'm one hundred percent sure.

My breakup with Kristen had gone viral too.

I didn't feel guilty about ditching her. I'm not supposed to. I was dating her for a short time. It wasn't supposed to be permanent. This fact should have sunken deeper inside her brain. I made it very clear in the beginning. She thought that she could change my mind.

Never. I don't do long term relationships.

Speaking of Kristen, she hasn't uttered a word to me since our dramatic morning. She glanced at me a couple times, though there was only a slight distaste. I didn't expect her to be so mature about our breakup. I mean, compared to the way she was acting in the morning, it seemed like she had a serious wake up call. There wasn't any of the hatred and resentment I was expecting. This action alone made me rethink my judgment about her. Maybe she wasn't so clingy. Perhaps I was seeing her as one of my old ex girlfriends.