Shox

When we got to the theater, Matrix Reloaded was already seating.

"What do you want from the concession stand?" Race asked me.

"Just a medium Pepsi," I replied. "Here." I said, handing Racetrack some money for my drink.

"That's alright," he told me. "I'll buy it."

"Thanks." I said. I trotted off to find us some seats. I felt someone watching me, so I turned around. A familiar pair of green eyes was glaring at Race. "Uh oh…" I said to myself. "This is not looking good so far." I wandered over to the boy. "Hi Jack." I said. He jumped and stared at me.

"Oh, hey Krissie." he said. "Who is that guy that you were talking to over there?"

"Oh, that's Race. He's a friend of mine." Jack stared at the floor for a while, looking confused.

"I thought I was your boyfriend," he said after a while. That remark made me mad.

"You were," I said. "Jack, I've told you this so many times. We're through. You are my ex now. Get over it, okay? I have to go get me and Race some seats in the movie." I told him. With that said, I trotted off into the theater and grabbed a couple of seats towards the back row. I could see a lot better back there. Race got back and handed me my Pepsi.

"Thanks." I said quietly. The movie started. That's when I saw it. Jack was sitting two rows ahead of us, glaring at Race and me.

"Race?" I whispered. "See that guy two rows ahead of us that's staring at us?"

"Yeah," said Race. "Do you know him?"

"Yes," I told him. "His name is Jack." Race nodded. There was an awkward silence. "He's my ex." Race looked at me as if I was crazy.

"What?" he asked.

"Yeah he's my ex, and he's sorta ticked that we're together." I told him. He took it well enough. He just nodded and continued to watch the movie.

After the movie was over, Race took me home. "Thanks for taking me, Racetrack." I said.

"No problem, Shox, anytime." he said, grinning. "I'll see you tomorrow!"

"Okay, bye, Race!" I shouted after him. He waved goodbye and hopped back into his car. As for me, I went inside and went to bed. It's always a long day when you know your ex is following you.