Chapter 6: Boyfriend

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Kellin's POV

Cheyenne made her way back to the kitchen for a drink while the rest of us guys talked about the plan. "So Justin are you just gonna hand her the poster and be like surprise!" I laughed.

"No I will have some amount to romance to it. She deserves a cute memory." Justin said. During our last band rehearsal we had all been talking about different memories we had at school dances and I mentioned that Cheyenne had never been asked to a dance. Everyone was shocked, and after spending time thinking about it, they realized I was right. That's when Justin got the idea of asking Cheyenne and we all set to work in order to make sure that it happened.

"Do you guys think she is gonna get mad when you ask her and she realizes she spent like four hours making her own poster?" Asked Gabe. We all kinda looked at each other. We all figured she would laugh about it but what if she really did get mad? To my knowledge Cheyenne wouldn't even think about this as something negative and she would be so happy that we did this. But hell nowadays I could be wrong about anything with Cheyenne.

For years now I have put her on the highest pedestal and cherished her for the perfect girl she was. Cheyenne was different from any other girl in the entire world and no other person would even come close to match up to her. I remember the first day we met. It was first grade, she had been a new student to the school, and in my class. During recess Vic and I had been playing on the jungle gym while Cheyenne was showing some girls how she could slide all the way across the money bars. I watched her slide across over and over again until she went to hook her legs around the other side to stable herself, and Cheyenne missed her balance and fell on her neck and knocked herself out. The girls by her ran to get a teacher while I ran to her side. When I got there her shirt slid off her shoulder revealing her collarbone sticking out of her skin. It was incredibly graphic. She came to about five minutes later and no teacher was in sight. She stood up and grabbed her shoulder, groaning in pain. "You need to go the nurse!" I said as she started to walk away.

"Thanks for the great idea." She kept walking, but in the wrong direction so I grabbed her on her good side and drug her in the right direction. She yelped in pain so I let go and we continue to walk. When we got there the school nurse, who was a complete bitch, ignored what we said and took Cheyenne's temperature. She said she was fine and sent her back out side. Cheyenne looked at me with tears in her eyes and we went to the the front office. We told the secretary what happened and she asked to see her shoulder. Cheyenne pulled her shirt to the side and the secretary screamed. Finally Cheyenne's parents came to take her to the hospital, but not before her mom cussed out the nurse. When I got home I told my mom about what happened at school and she took me to the hospital to visit Cheyenne. When I got there she had just gotten out of surgery and was resting in a bed. I talked to her mom and dad who let me into her room to give her the gifts my mom and I bought her. "That's funny that you picked out a turtle." I looked at her mom, Cydney, in confusion. "I call her my little turtle." I smiled and walked to Cheyenne's bed. She looked at me with a smile on her face.

"Hi, I brought these for you." I said as I handed her candy, balloons, and the stuffed turtle.

"Awe thank you. My mom calls me-"

"Turtle. Yeah she told me out in the hall." Cheyenne looked at her turtle and grinned. "So does it hurt?"

"Yeah but a lot less than it did. My collarbone is broken."

"Yeah I kinda saw it sticking out of your body."

She laughed and continued talking. "They can't put a cast on it, so I have to wear this sling."

"So I can't sign anything?"

"Of course you can dummy, sign the sling." The nurse in the room giggled at us and handed me a silver sharpie. I signed it with 'Get well turtle! Love, Kellin Quinn'. "My name is Cheyenne by the way, Kellin."

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