Keeper's Keep

Meeting

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I anxiously strained my neck looking around to see if could spot her anywhere. Nope she still hadn’t turned up and the movie was starting. I huffed and adjusted the grip I had on the popcorn.

Dearest Asshole of a best friend I hope he was worth the fuck you ditched me for

-A

Sliding my phone back into my pocket I picked up the drink and stuck the can of coke into my pocket. I could literally feel the twitch of my eye and bulging vein on my forehead. One thing I hate the most… being ditched. Handing my ticket to the worker I winced a bit at the pity filled gaze he gave me. He must think me pathetic. After all the guy was literally 2 steps away from me when I left her that voice mail.

“Got stood up huh? Don’t worry about it there are plenty more fish in the sea”             

I faked a smile in reply and hastily made my way into the cinema room. He didn’t know a thing. He just simply assumed I was here on a date. Maybe I should be thinking it was nice that he assumed I had enough of a social life to even HAVE a date. I mean he was probably thinking ‘What else does a young women like her do on a Friday night?’ Maybe I should have corrected him and said ‘Oh no I didn’t get stood up or anything it’s just my ex best friend threatened to make me sleep outside and generally become homeless least I not come watch this stupid movie with her whilst she pinned over her ex-boyfriend who oh by the way less than 2 days ago cheated on her’

It didn’t exactly highlight any good points for my ex bestie but that’s alright I needed to get a new one anyway. Sucking sulkily on my straw and gulping as much Mountain dew as I could I scanned for a seat? It was pretty full tonight, which really shouldn’t surprise me because it was the typical date night. All the people who had social lives were running the streets and contaminating them with their social-ness. Surprisingly the back row was empty with only one person sitting there. Honestly it didn’t make sense to me because usually the back is the first aisle to be filled. ESPECIALLY on a Friday. Slowly making my way towards the back aisle I inwardly understood why everyone wanted to avoid the back row.

The guy that sat there was the epitome of Stay Away From me. He had the whole rugged bad boy dangerous look going for him. From the black leather jacket to the scruffy beard on his face. If that didn’t scare you off than the scrunch of his eyebrows, the frown on his face and the glare of his eyes did. He was two seats in and was the only one in the back row. As far as I was concerned I had two options… I could pretend just like everyone else that the back row didn’t exist and the man wasn’t sitting there all by his lonesome or … I could go plonk myself next to him and give off the same aura of Stay Away from Me.

It was the giggling that made the choice for me. Well the giggling, the flirting and the whole lovey dovey smooch smooch the couples in the other rows were doing that made the decision. The ads and such were starting just as I sat myself down. Due to the end row seat having a suspicious white stain on it I ended up sitting next to the man. I could feel his glare on the side of my face but didn’t really bother to acknowledge it. My eyes were still on the screen as I moved around in my seat to get comfy. After feeling reasonably settled I finally gave him my attention. He was still glaring, eyebrows still scrunched up and a frown still on his face. He was probably wondering what the fuck I was doing. I gave him a cheery smile and then leaned to whisper.