"Jesus Laney, stop saying penis! I told you it's a flutter in my stomach. It has nothing to do with my fucking penis, God!" Carter was a little shocked at his outburst, he never remembered cursing so much. He was sure that if his grandmother had heard she'd drag him by the ear to the sink and wash his mouth out with soap. But whatever, Laney needed to know he was serious.
"She's not a bimbo Laney, she's really smart and a good friend. Who cares if she's a cheerleader it's not like she's going to turn into a giant slut or anything," Carter said a little peeved. She had no right to judge Glory, it was her life and she had every right to do what she wanted to do. If she enjoyed cheerleading then she should be allowed to without being ridiculed by Laney.
"I didn't attack her, yeah it was sudden but it's not like it was a hard kiss or anything, just a gentle little peck. I've been reading up on it and practicing on my hand since our kiss was so horribly awful. And it was a bit better I mean it was fast, but I didn't feel so totally lost and...it felt nice, but it's not like their were any fireworks or anything." He ran a hand through his hair,
"So...do you know what the butterflies in the stomach mean? I mean I get them when I get nervous or excited, but those aren't nice, these are nice they...tingle almost," Carter raised a finger, "and I swear if you ask if it makes my penis tingle I'm going to scream.