As A Cliché: A Short Story

Year #3: Strait From the Notes

"Want some candy little boy?"

I slowed my car down to the pace that Jax was jogging at.

"Now why would I want candy if I'm exercising?" He panted while he transitioned to a sprint.

I scoffed and sped up to match his speed again. He thinks he can get rid of me? Ha it's like he doesn't even know me.

"Why wouldn't you want candy?" I asked, even though by now you'd think it'd be clear that there is no candy and I was trying to act like a pedophile but nope, Jaxie is a bit slow in the brain.

"Plus, exercise is overrated." I added and took a bite of the jimmy johns sandwhich I was told to buy for him.

"Ok then how do you get so fit all mighty queen Katie?"

I actually can't believe he can still talk with how much he's ran.

"Who said I was fit? Anyways this is my exercise" I made a show of pushing my arms out strait to the wheel and pretending to be a nascar driver. Flicking a fake drop of sweat from my forehead I looked over to a very unconvinced Jaxson.

"Driving?"

"Yeah!" I nodded enthusiastically "I'm working my calves, ankles, and man the adrenaline I get driving! Whoo!"

Jax laughed at me while shaking his head and still continued to run.

"What're you even doing up this early Katie?"

"What're you doing up this early Jaxson?" I quickly retorted after decided I had no legitimate reason other than I was hungry so I went and grabbed jimmy johns.

"Baseball practice."

What? That boy is running home from baseball practice? No, he's not even in his practice uniform.

"Nu uh, you're not all dirty or in cleats."

"Weightlifting was today not actual playing Katie"

"You have to weight lift to be in sports?"

No wonder I don't play them.

He nodded and gave me one last annoyed look.

"Look, I'll be home in like five minutes go home and get ready, I'm taking you to the mall."

The mall? Seriously? Did he get that from his advice book?

I laughed and pressed the gas pedal down slightly more, bringing me up to hit a whopping 35 miles per hour.

"Good luck with that Jaxie!" I called out the window of my Mercedes Benz back at Jax.

Without giving him time to sassily retort back I accelerated the car.

"Bye Katie!" His voice was smaller in the distance but thank goodness for my superhuman hearing skills I heard him and can I just say I was surprised.

This must be in his flirting book, NEVER SASS THE GIRL.

I could totally see that. I could also see so many pickup lines it could run Chevy out of business

Just thinking of that book made me giggle as I turned into the small driveway of my large house.

I clicked the garage door opener and awaited the messy sight of a garage below.

I parked and got out of the car. I wasn't really doing anything, I just wanted to see where Jax was in town. Which now looking back could have been really impossible due to the fact that we live in New York.