Chapter 7
Chelsey's point of view
He's taller than he looks on tv, which is saying something because he looks tall on tv. Sitting next to him, so close I could reach out and touch his flannel shirt... My feet could reach over and touch the giant blue shoes he's wearing on his feet. It's a lovely color, blue. Not my favorite, like it is Tiffany's, but still.
"Enjoying your dinner?" He asked.
"Yes I am." I answered. I was eating spaghetti and it was delicious. "How is yours?"
"It's good," he said, and ate some of his fish.
"I liked the show today."
"Did you?" He asked. "I'm glad."
"How did you think it went?"
"I think it went well."
I opened my mouth to say something but he reached over with a napkin and put it on my lip.
"You... Have some red sauce on your lip," he said.
"Whoopsie," I laughed. "Classic Chelsey."
"No, don't," he caught my hand before I could take the napkin. "I like classic Chelsey. I like Chelsey."
He leaned in for a kiss.
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I Prooped My Pants
FanfictionWhen quadruplets Ashley, Chelsey, Lindsey, and Tiffany Zharjek went to see their Whose Line idols, they never realized how much their lives would change. I Prooped My Pants tells the story of the quadruplets as they find fame, overcome obstacles, an...
