"How was your date yesterday...?" Aly walks out of the shower and a towel wrapped around her. We just had our after-school cheerleading practice. I roll my eyes and snort, "It wasn't a date." as she snorts too, applying moisturizer. "... we hung out at the park and there was this open mic where his friend worked at. That's it." I tie my hair when she grins, "... sounds like a date to me." I turn my head toward her as she wears buttons up her jeans.
I huff, "It wasn't. It was just two... no, three people hanging out."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night? I am so not going argue..." Aly shrugs and I shake my head, putting on a knotted cami bralette and a pair of fresh jeans.
"Ahaaa!!!" She grins, "So, you agree it was a date?!" I sigh, "No, it wasn't. Ugh! Stop annoying me, Aly." She s
