All I Need: A Racetrack Higgins Fanfiction

Chapter 8: I'm Over You.

"Race!" I yell trying to catch him at the distribution center one morning. "Race!"

He had been ignoring me since the night I told him about Max. In a way, his ignoring me had a good side. He never asked or even talked about Max the way the other boys did.

But, on the other hand, I missed it. I missed his smile, his voice, his presents around me. I missed him.

"Race!" I yell grabbing his wrist to prevent him from walking any further. "Stop. Ok, look, we both need to talk about-"

"There is nothing to talk about," he mumbles.

"Race. I know your mad but if you child just listen-"

"There is nothing to talk about!" he says yanking his wrist away. "I found someone new."

"Oh, um," I look down. "What's her name?"

"Catherine. But her friends call her Cat."

"What's she like?"

"She's s Harlem. Tall, blond, beautiful," he says with a smirk.

"How nice. She sounds...great," I reply not looking up.

"She is."

After a few minuets of silence I find the right words. "Race about what happened-"

"Forget it Sam," he interrupts. "It's over. In fact, I can't believe I even liked you to begin with. Cat is beautiful and kind and smart. I'm over you," he says walking off.

I stand there motionless as he walks off. Never in a million years did I ever imagine that Racetrack Higgins could be so rude. That's, when I decided my master plan.

I walked up to Davey. "Do you think you can watch Ross today?"

"Um," he says. "Sure, but why?"

"I have plans."