Missy's POV-

Oh hey, queens, kings, and Jojo Siwa stans.

Wait we're really doing this?

Okay. So umm wait "BEAT HIS BUTT STEFAN!" Sorry, dad is dying. lmao. Rip.

Anyways Jojo stans I'm on the phone with Chasity.

Bestie gets on my nerves sometimes.

That girl loves tacos.

I love fancy rich people food.

I'm not like the other girls.

PLEASE- THAT WAS EMBARRASSING.

"What do you mean she's going into cardiac arrest? Do you mean crying?" He asked.

Cardiac arrest? I think he got into Chassy's stash of weed.

Wait she's crying?

"Girl, you're crying?" I asked.

"YES, I'M CRYING, NOT GOING INTO CARDIAC ARREST!" She yelled.

OHHHHH

"Yikes, fam I'm sorry. I get those words mixed up. I also get the word taco and monster drink stank b-word mixed up too. Don't ask." I replied.

Being 4 is a struggle. Cuz I can't cuss.

"How- anyways give the phone to Stefan."

"Aight fam," I replied and hung up.

Wait what was I suppose to do? Anyways MY POPCORN.

Chasity's POV-

She really hung up on me.

She called me back a few seconds later.

"Hey, Mis-."

"Why are you crying?" Stefan asked.

"Come over please." I fake cried.

"Of course." He replied and I hung up. 

A few minutes later, I heard a knock on my door.

My murderer is here babes.

I opened it to see

"STEFAN!" I yelled and hugged him.

I patted him down to see if he has a gun on him.

HE DOES!

Wait he's in the Mafia.

Silly me.

I fell onto the floor and patted his legs.

"All clear," I said and smiled at him. I also got up if you were wondering.

"What were you doing?" He mumbled kissing me.

"Trying to make sure that you aren't going to kill me," I responded.

"Well if I was going to I'd hang you and make it look like you took your own life. No one would suspect a thing, they'd be too busy mourning." He said.

"BITCH WHAT?" I yelled.

"Sorry I was kidding. I really need to work on that." He replied and I nodded.

"Why do you want to kill me?" I asked him.

"I don't want to kill you, my dad does." He replied.

"GO ON!" Am I the only one with brain cells in this town?

"Oh, yea. He wants you dead cuz-."

Do y'all know that I like tacos?

Those smack.

You should try some if you haven't.

I don't fangirl over tacos.

Wait don't look at my taco onesie I stole from Target.

Anyways what am I doing here?

"Are you listening?" He asked me.

"Sure. Can you tell me stuff about your life?" I asked him and jumped onto my bed.

STORYTIME WITH STEFAN!