Getting Away : A New Adult Romance Story (Young Adult Romance Books "Swanson Sisters Series" : Book 1) by Amelia Jones Read Free Book Online Page B

and spent her evenings studying, practicing or reading. Her flat-mates had become used to her solitary ways and accepted her as she was, with the understanding that everyone wasn’t the same. They never asked questions, but it was as if they looked out for her and it was something for which she was grateful.
     
    Part of her unease was due to her uncertain future after she left college and together with the fact that she’d agreed to go out with a total stranger.
     
    She stopped and took a deep breath, suddenly feeling out of her depth. She let it out slowly and continued walking.
     
    ****
     
    ‘Hi Sophie,’ said Jane, one of her flat mates. ‘You’re home early.’
     
    Sophie had been so lost in her musings she hadn’t realized she’d arrived home.
     
    ‘Hi Jane, yes I thought I’d have a rest from it all for a bit. I’m going out tonight and need to find something to wear. I hate fussing about with that sort of thing.’
     
    ‘Let’s have a coffee and you can tell me all about it. Maybe I can help you with the clothes.’
     
    Sophie flashed a grateful smile at Jane. One of the things she really liked about the other girl was that she knew exactly how to help Sophie without making her feel awkward.
     
    Sophie sat at the dining table and Jane brought the coffees. ‘Let’s go to my room so we won’t be disturbed.’
     
    ‘Oh, that would be great, thanks Jane.’
     
    Jane sat on her bed while Sophie took the chair at the desk.
     
    ‘So where are you going?’ asked Jane, ‘because that will have a lot to do with what you wear.’
     
    Sophie scratched her head. ‘I have no idea why I agreed to the date. That was such a stupid thing to do.’
     
    Jane smiled gently, ‘Don’t say that, Sophie. I know you’re worried about what to wear, but I’ll take care of it. Just let me know where you’re going.’ She soothed.
     
    ‘The wine bar in town. A guy in my psychology class asked me to go. He seemed as out of place as me in there so I figured I’d be OK. We’re going to walk in. Apparently he has some friends who are in a bush band and they are playing there tonight.’
     
    ‘Well that’s a great place to go. It’s not really formal and heaps of people from the Uni hang out there, so you won’t need to dress up at all. In fact, the jeans you have on will be fine and I have a black cashmere sweater that would look great on you. Your boots will be fine too.’
     
    ‘Really, that’s it?’ She was surprised. She’d expected more of a fuss about what to wear and all that. ‘It sounds easy when you say it like that.’
     
    ‘It is easy. You’re just not used to going out. Who is this guy anyway?’
     
    ‘His name is Jack. He’s doing Nat Res and lives over at Drummond. He seemed like a nice, quiet guy.’
     
    As she spoke, Jane stood up and went to her closet. She rummaged inside and came back with the black sweater.
     
    ‘The Nat Res guys are generally a great bunch of boys. Most of them come from farms. I’d say you’ll be pretty safe. What’s with walking into town though? It’ll be cold and you’ll need your coat over the top of the sweater.’ She threw the sweater at Sophie as she spoke.
     
    Sophie held the sweater and reined in a sigh. ‘This is so beautiful.’ She said, caressing the soft folds of the fabric. Then she replied to Jane’s question. ‘I know it’s going to be cold. He even mentioned it. I wonder why he chose that though.’ She thought aloud. ‘Maybe it was his way of trying to tell me that dressing up wasn’t going to be necessary.’
     
    ‘Well, he could have just told you that.’
     
    ‘I got the feeling that he wasn’t much of a talker.’
     
    Jane laughed. ‘Well there you go then, how perfect is that?’
     
    ‘I hadn’t really thought about it, but yes, you’re right. Maybe it’ll be OK after all. Thanks for the help, Jane. I might go and read for a while now.’
     
    ****
     
    Jack couldn’t believe his luck. What were the