Juliana Smith

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Sophia

I’d hoped to slip into the class so I wouldn’t disrupt his lesson, but when he saw me sneaking in, he lifted his head, and his words trailed off. He smiled so brightly at me that my heart picked up an unhealthy beat. Thankfully, not many kids noticed. But oh boy, the moms did.

“All right, killer. Let’s go, then.”

Calla bounced on her heels. “Are you coming with me?” Her tone was so sweet, so thrilled at the thought of me joining her on this midnight trip to a hole-in-the-wall sandwich shop.

I stood and stretched my arms above my head. “Yup, I’m gonna need a bodyguard if I’m out getting sketchy subs in the night.”

A month ago, I never would’ve believed I’d be in this position. Or that Calla would feel comfortable enough to be in a car alone with me. Seriously. A year ago, when she stopped over to see Luke, I waved bye to her with my pinkie. My pinkie. The girl had always brought out the weirdest parts of me.

And right now, I was not just someone’s friend, a son, a worker, or a best man; I was Calla’s objective. How could I possibly be ashamed of who I was when a woman this special was searching an entire crowd of people just for me?

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