Guys, I'm seriously loving the feedback. You have no idea how much it means to me. Okay, if you write fanfics, then yeah, you do… This chapter has definitely been my favorite to write… And soon you'll see why. So.. Here goes.

Chapter 3: You and I

Ellie stared down at the application in front of her. It might as well have been a blank sheet of paper. The only thing written on it so far was her name, Ellie Nash. She looked up from the paper at Meeri, who was patiently waiting for her to finish. She couldn't believe it'd come to this, working at the local movie theatre. If it was what she had to do to get money, so be it. It's not like the theatre was a complete burden to her, she was just heeding warnings she'd received. Alex always complained about the job, but then again, what was one thing that Alex didn't complain about? She'd even overheard Paige complaining about the job one day at school. Working here for the summer would be a pain. The onslaught of summer kiddy movies would bring, as Alex liked to call them, "a bunch of pint-sized demons possessed by sugar." Ellie laughed at the thought of it.

"Angie, slow down!" Craig Manning called as he chased down his little sister. Upon catching up with her, he picked her up and slung her over his shoulder like she was a feather, or rather, a very light sack of potatoes.

"Craig, put me down!" Angie kicked and laughed, knowing that she didn't want to be put down, and was enjoying this the whole time.

Ellie stopped watching the two long enough to return her focus back to her application. Experience? I have no experience. I like movies. But that won't help me get a job here. She sighed and put down the pen, frustrated. Only she'd take something like a job application so seriously. But she needed the money, so badly. She needed a new camera. Come on Nash, it's just an application. Not an exam. Worse comes to worse, you don't get the job. You'll survive. She picked up the pen again, and began filling out the application.

"Ellie." The voice came from behind her, and she sighed to herself as she turned around. Craig was standing there, and had surprisingly, put Angie down. The little girl obviously had no idea who Ellie was, and if anything, would simply remember her as Ashley's friend. "Long time no see."

"Hey." Ellie replied. Of course they hadn't seen each other in a while. It wasn't like they were friends. They just knew the same people, were connected by people. Euchre, Marco, Ashley, Group. With three out of four of those things gone, and one just dissolved, they hadn't really expected to see much of each other. "What movie are you going to see?" Ellie asked, directing the question more toward Angie than Craig. She and Craig had barely ever talked, so why start now?

"March of the Penguins!" Angie proclaimed with excitement. "Want to see my penguin walk?" The little girl was always managing to put herself in the spotlight. Before Ellie could respond, Angie began waddling around in a circle, causing Ellie to laugh slightly.

"She's uh, really excited." Craig told her. "What are you going to see?" He asked, obviously not catching the hint that she didn't want to talk to him.

"Nothing. I was just leaving." She said, starting to walk away from the counter, not worried about the job, or the application. If she stayed there any longer, he'd find out why she wanted that job so badly.

"Movie theatre?" Craig picked up Angie and followed behind her. "Doesn't seem like an Ellie Nash kind of job to me." He said once he caught up to her.

"You don't know Ellie Nash." She retorted. "Why am I still talking to you?" She asked the question to both him and herself. Why was she still talking to him? Why did she respond him? Whatever the reason was, she didn't want to stick around and find out. She continued walking, and he continued following her.

"Because, I can get you a job." Craig replied. If that was the reason, maybe she could stick around to find out. "Joey's looking for someone to work at the lot." He started.

"Thanks, but no thanks. Washing cars is not my idea of a summer job." She told him, immediately dismissing the idea.

"Washing the cars is my job." He said with a laugh. "Joey needs someone to answer the phones in the office. File records, that kind of thing."

"It's called a secretary." Ellie told him, hitting him with some of the infamous Nash sarcasm.

"Right, secretary. So, what do you say?" Craig asked her.

"Cra-ig." Angie whined. She was the only girl who could change a one syllable word into two. Ellie admired the skill with a smile. "Let's go see the movie."

"Right, the movie." Craig said, acting as if he'd forgotten all about.

"Are you sure I can get this job?" Ellie asked, finally turning to face him.

"I sware it on… On… my guitar." Craig told her.

"Didn't your guitar get stolen?" Ellie asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Not the point. I'll get you the job." He assured her.

"Fine. Call me later. Do you have a piece of paper?" She question, still holding the pen that she'd "borrowed" from Meeri.

"No, but I have a hand, will that do?" Craig put Angie down and held out his hand. Ellie rolled her eyes and took him by the arm, writing her phone number on his wrist.

"Don't let anyone see this. I don't want random people calling my house." Ellie said, closing the pen and blowing on his wrist to be sure that the ink wouldn't smudge.

"I won't. so, I'll talk to you later?" Craig asked with a smile.

"Later." She said, turning and finally walking out of the movie theatre.

"Cra-ig!" Angie started up again. "Can we go NOW!" Angie started up again.

"Yeah, we can go." He said as she started waddling towards the theatre. He stood there for a second, staring down at where Ellie had just blown on his wrist.

"CRA-IG!" Angie yelled.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." He said, turning and following behind his sister.