Not yet.

Late that night when Cassi was over, we sat on the bed and I said, "Okay, out with it, who's this date huh?" I smiled at her.

She grinned "Tyson... he's like 6 foot 10 and his cock is enormous. Oh, and he's actually really nice and cute too," she exaggerated.

My mouth fell open in shock

"You fucked him already... slut!" I exclaimed jokingly before looking around and lowering my voice. My dad was home.

"Ha, well actually... he fucked me," she said reapplying a different shade of lipstick and checking herself out in my mirror. "In his car, after our first date, god he was good," she said looking nostalgic, then her face soured "But he ditched our date tonight... so yeah I don't know anymore," she said actually sounding quite upset about it, which was odd for Cassi.

"Hold on you let him… on the first date?"

"Chloe you just don't understand how. Hot. He. Was" she exclaimed clapping to her own words.

I laughed as she started making measurements with her hands, but it kept getting bigger. I sighed and contemplated for a moment

"Well, I guess I don't blame you, I'd probably do the same if I had a guy to date,"

Jack crept back into my brain as we talked. After a while of Cassi pining over this Tyson guy and telling me for the fifth time what car he drove, I changed the subject to me and finally told Cassi about the guy from the dating app. I told her everything. Even that he had tracked down my socials to message me.

"Oh my god he sounds like a creep," she said screwing up her face

I explained what I thought about it and what he had said and after a little while I noticed that I was defending him and making excuses for his weird stalker vibe.

"So, what did you say to him? he sounds cute by the way" she had totally changed her tune when I had sounded as if I liked him.

"Nothing, I never replied," I said feeling bad.

"Left him on read, again… brutal" she laughed.

"Well, what am I supposed to say to him? 'Hey, I know you are on this app looking for girls, but would a guy do!" I said sarcastically with a bit of snark.

"Chloe you are not a guy, you are a cute, sexy, inexperienced girl, guys love that and trust me you have everything you need to make a man grovel at your feet after a tense car ride." she said grinning, and we both laughed.

We talked most of the night, but I never really got any help with what I should do. But that was Cassi, great at making me feel better and keeping me happy but useless for any real advice. I kept thinking about Jack... I felt weird about leaving the message unanswered but thought a clear head would help.

The next day after Cassi had left, I went straight to Twitter where to my horror, was another message from Jack, less than half an hour earlier.

Jack: "Sorry for being weird. Have a good one Chloe."

What... no... I want to reply, I just... I don't know if it's the right thing to do.