A/N: SORRY IF YOU JUST GOT A SHIT TON OF NOTIFICATIONS, I REALIZED THAT I FORGOT A CHAPTER! I ADDED IT TO THE END OF CHAPTER 6, BUT IT'S NOT IMPORTANT TO THE PLOT, JUST SMUT ;)

Cheyene's POV

"So like how big was he?"

"Rachel! For your information size doesn't matter to me!"

"Psh yeah sure and I'm Ghandi,"

"Also he was 10 inches,"

"DAMNNNNNNN!!!"

"Shut up," I laughed.

"Ok, ok, how was your dateee?" she teased.

"It was great mind you. He was a gentleman,"

"Yeah, sure, a gentleman who played with your clit under the table,"

I threw a pillow at her as she laughed hysterically.

"Seriously though, he was really just...."

"Really, he was the just?"

"He was the just,"

"Damn you really like this guy,"

"Mayyybeee,"

"Oh admit it, you're in love, I haven't seen that look on your face since we were kids and you fell in love with John Travolta,"

"Hey! Travolta is hot as fuck and you know it!"

She laughed and stuck her tongue out at me.

Ding!

"Ohhh is that Ashley?"

"Mayybee,"

"What'd he say?"

"He wants to go on another date,"

"Yeeee! When!"

"Thursday night,"

"Well what are you waiting for? Say yes!"

"Ok, ok chill,"

"I WILL NOT CHILL MY BABY IS IN LOVE!!!"

I smacked her with the pillow again.