chapter 4

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I hang up the phone, confused.

Bad reception?

“Who was that?” asks Heath, coming back into the room.

“I’m not sure, but I think it was Sophie.” I say, recognizing the number.

Maybe she made a mistake? She was probably freaked out by my weird message.

“So she called back.” he says, raising both eyebrows.

“Well don’t sound so shocked!” I tell him.

“Oh come on, you’re surprised too.”

He had a point.

I sigh.

Did I freak her out that much?

“Dude, it’s just a girl.” Heath tries to comfort me.

I throw my hands in the air. “And hell is just a sauna!”

God, why didn’t he understand? This girl had me standing on the tip of my toes ever since I saw her. Something was different about her and I wanted to get to know her, was that so hard to understand? I wasn’t certain we had anything in common but that’s the point.

Getting to know her, that’s all I wanted.

After all, this was our last year in high school. If I didn’t act now then that was it. Life would go on as if nothing ever changed.

I liked change.

“She’ll probably call you back later.” Heath says, flipping through a car magazine.

Sometimes I thought Heath was more of a motivational speaker than my friend.

“Whatever, I’m goin’ out for a run.”

I get dressed in my sportswear and grab my iPod before heading out of the tiny apartment. Heath was twenty-four and was one of my best friends. We usually hung out at his place.

I hit the play button and let Iron Maiden take control of my environment.

“Fear of the dark, I have a feeling that someone’s always near…”

I start out with a steady pace and build my way up. Running was one of the best feelings ever: it wasn’t a team sport so there’s no need to communicate, it was easy since all you had to do was move forward and it let you think.

Ever since I turned sixteen, I had loved running. There was something about it that distracted me from life, made me think the future was probably better than this.

I mean there has to be something more, right?

Life isn’t just, high school, graduation, college, job. I wanted to do things, go places.

The cool air reminds me that spring is just beginning.

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