Her Last Letter

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Sophia

I cradled my cellphone between my shoulder and ear while my hands searched for my running gear. "No, Evelyn."

"Why not Soph? He's really good looking! You'll like him!"

"I don't do blind dates. Don't get me wrong, I trust your judgement, but I'm not comfortable being forced into talking with a complete stranger."

"But he's not a complete stranger! I know him! We've talked often and he was more than happy to go out on a date with my currently single best friend."

I sighed. This was a first. Evelyn's always been encouraging me to go out, but she's never set me up with a blind date before. I was hesitant with this new idea. I've been asked out before and I turned every offer down. I would just do the same at the end of a blind date too.

"If I accept this one time, would you stop trying to set me up with other people?"

I could hear a smile in her voice. "As long as you promise me that you'll at least try to see other guys on your own."

"Agreed."

"We've got a deal then. Tomorrow night. Be ready at six o'clock. Bye Soph!" She cut the call. 

I pulled the phone away from my ear. For some reason, I felt incredibly guilty. My heart belonged to Kyle, except for the first time in so long I'm actually going on a date and it didn't seem right.

Evelyn was right though. I should go out with more boys. Perhaps I can find someone who I can stay in a steady relationship with. 

My parents weren't against having a boyfriend in high school, so long as it doesn't affect my main attentions in life. However, I had so much work that I really didn't have the time for a relationship. I wasn't looking for one either. 

Kyle would be the only exception.

Right, get it together Sophia. Just forget about Kyle for once and focus on something else.

I located my sports bag and dropped it next to my backpack. 

***

My morning runs were normally a way for me to wake up properly and spend time alone, though today's was even more refreshing.

I got out of bed in a good mood and to my surprise, Carter was already up and dressed for school, sitting downstairs quietly watching TV and waiting for me to make him breakfast. 

In fact, I was also awake thirty minutes earlier than usual. Right after my run, I had the time to cook something different, so I prepared two plates of blueberry waffles. My culinary skills certainly weren't as good as Tyler's, but I picked up a few tricks from him, so I was, according to Tyler, exceptional.

I changed into a navy blue tank top underneath a blue and white plaid shirt, jeans, and sneakers. Carter and I had a pleasant conversation on our way to his bus stop and he told me about the story he was writing in class. When one of our neighbors arrived, I left him there under their supervision. I kissed him on the cheek and waved goodbye. 

Once I walked back home to grab my backpack and sports bag, I still had a few extra minutes until I had to leave. I was standing in the kitchen when suddenly, an idea popped up. I reached for my phone.

"Hey sis, what's up?"

"Hey Ian, are the keys to the car still in its original place?"

"Yeah, I left them there. Wait, are you planning on driving it?"