Chasity's POV-

We were now home and I was bored as fuck.

LET'S SET SOMETHING ON FIRE!

I got a lighter and gasoline.

Don't ask where I got those from. Anyways just act like I got it from the Dollar Store or some of you're that curious.

I went outside to the grassy shit place and wrote fuck you out with gasoline and set it on fire.

Then I started mumbling shit acting like I'm doing a ritual.

"What are you doing?!" My brothers asked coming outside.

"Shh, I'm trying to resurrect my dead best friend," I said.

"People are giving you weird looks." Ant farm told me.

I looked at the neighbors dead in the eye and started mumbling in Gibberish.

Their eyes almost fell out of their sockets as they ran back inside their home.

Maddie got the fire begoner thingie, the white fluffy shit that tastes disgusting don't ask, and put the fire out.

"That was fun," I told them and skipped back inside the house.

When I went inside I saw STEFAN!

"STEFANNN!" I yelled and hugged him tightly trying to see if I was strong enough to suffocate him.

The answer is no.

"HEY CHASITY!" He replied and kissed me on the cheek.

"EW!" Rocco yelled.

"Oh shut it. It's not fair that you can shove your tongue down Madeline's throat but I can't kiss Stefan." I said.

"ROCCOLINE IS BACK TOGETHER?!" Ant farm asked.

Shit. Fuck. I forgot they can't know.

"No, we aren't," Rocco said.

"Then why did Chas say that you're shoving your throat down Maddie's?" Donkey asked.

"They're friends with benefits. Yea. Tea." I said coming up with a lie.

"Wait why can they be friends with benefits but y'all got so defensive when I started dating?" I asked. Wait they're literally dating what am I saying? Whatever let's just roll with it.

GASP!

"IT'S BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE A DICK! IS IT NOT?!" I asked accusingly.

"What? No." They said.

"Betrayed, hurt, beautiful. broken, hungry, sad, hot, amazing, talented, wonderful, extravagant, and annoyed. That's what I am." I stated with my arms crossed.

"Where did you even get that idea from?" Ninja turtle asked.

"I will cancel you on Twitter if you do not let me drive one of the cars. I DON'T EVEN NEED TO MY OWN, I just wanna drive turtle." I begged. I'm not spoiled fam.

"If that will get you to shut up fine. But if you crash the car I'm going to sell you on eBay." He said to me.

"YAY! I'll start packing my bags though," I replied and went upstairs with Stefan.