Fly Away With Me (ThatSoJack Fanfic)

Chapter 11

~One Week Later~

*Cheyenne's P.O.V*

Things between Kyle and I have gone back to normal, which is great because I do not want to explain to my parents why Kyle and I hate each other. Jack and I have become really close friends and he's such a great guy. It was a fairly slow day so I decided to go hang out with Jack because Kyle was at the beach with some new friends he made. I went next door and knocked on Jacks door. He answered the door.

"Hey!" I greeted.

"Hey, Cheyenne. C'mon in," he smiled.

"Thanks!" I smiled back as I walked in.

"Anything new with you?" I asked.

"Nope. Same old same old. You?"

"Kyle and I are doing a lot better recently. It's great. He's the greatest boyfriend ever. I'm so lucky."

"I'm sure he is," Jack replied. He smiled, but there was a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Jack, are you alright? You seem upset," I said with caution.

"I'm fine. Why wouldn't i be?" he asked, not looking at me.

"Jack, look me straight in the eye and say you're fine," I said looking straight into his eyes.

He took a deep breath and look me square in the eyes. "Cheyenne, I'm fine," he said.

"Alright. You just seemed upset when I started talking about Kyle. Are you sure there isn't something you're not telling me?"

Jack looked around the room nervously. He was definitely hiding something. I wouldn't look at me. It seemed like Jack was searching for answer. It had to do with something about Kyle and I. Then, I dawned upon me.

"I know what it is!" I exclaimed.

"Y-you d-do?" Jack stuttered.

"Yeah! You upset at the fact that you don't have a girlfriend."

"Yeah! That's exactly what it is."

"What if I set you up with someone?" I offered.

"Yeah! That'd be great!"

"Okay cool. Do you have a type?"

"Yeah. Smart, pretty, and nice."

"That's it?"

"Yeah."

"So any type of physical appearance doesn't matter?"

"Well, she has to dress nicely and have a pretty decent sense of fashion."

"Okay cool. I'll find someone for you," I smiled.

"Thanks, Cheyenne," he smiled pulling me in for a hug.

"Any time," I smiled as I broke our hug.

"Anyway, you wanna help me film?" He asked.

"Yeah! I'd love to help!"

"Okay. Cool. Let's film in my room."

I followed him up the stairs to his room. He opened the door to reveal a very nicely decorated room.

"You have a lovely room," I complimented.

"It's a mess," Jack said.

"No it's not. I think it's lovely."

"Well, thank you, but I really need to clean."

"I can help you if you want."

"No it's okay. I can do it."