"Are you ready to have your pride completely crushed, boy?" The blond boy asked, grinning at me while Zion just stared blankly at him. "Well, you broke up with Yale so I am sure you are at the best of spirits."
"I am, actually." He said, tilting my head at him. "Though I can't seem to be able to say the same thing about you."
"Huh? What is that supposed to mean?"
"Many things." He said, turning to the starting line in front of us. "Well, we can talk about this some other time. Should we get running?"
"Why are you asking me?"
"Well, the man just shot the gun," Zion said, pointing to the man standing at the side, looking very annoyed at the both of us. "I think we should take off now."
"Damn it. Why didn't you tell me?" He mumbled, immediately running as quickly as he could while the other boy followed after him.
