Chaz X Moxxie Novels & Stories

Calvin “What are you looking at?” Schuyler asks, pointing to my phone as we enter her bungalow. “Promise you won’t get mad?” I prompt, hiding my screen from her view. “I’ll try to keep an open mind,” she states, raising her brow. “I created an Instagram account for--” I point to her still swollen cheek. “I posted the pictures I took of ‘Mo.’ The guys added some comments, and believe it or not, @MoDoesMexico now has over 200 followers.”

*This chapter may contain offensive content, read at your own risk!!!! Do not attempt to replicate any action protrayed in this chapter. Thank you for reading!!!* Trix bit her lip as she stared dazed at the air. She was so high that she could reach the stars. Her head staggered and fell into the shoulders of her best friend, Jordan. Jordan had dirty blonde hair, brown eyes and a lean body. He could of been an athlete but Jordan didn't want to become a jock for reasons that were obvious to everyone else except Trix.

I LOVE YOU EVEN MORE NOW, MOMMY'S BOY. I_love_my_mommy DUH, WHO DOESN'T LOVE ME?! Cereal_killer Uh...guys... I still ship Chloe with Zain. Zoe4life. I_pooped EW. EW. EW. WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU, CAL? Yes_you_suck I AM SERIOUSLY CRINGING HERE, CAL! Noah's_wifey ZAIN BRIBED YOU, DIDN'T HE? Cereal_killer Uh... He might have also shed a few tears.

I told him about Mia’s disastrous attempt at boiling eggs that somehow set off the smoke alarm. “She burned boiled eggs?” Chase asked, eyes wide. “She found a way.” He laughed, the sound low and warm, filling the small space between us. It was strange how different he felt away from the cameras and the ice. To the public, Chase Ryder was controlled, intimidating, and careful with every word. With me, he teased. He laughed freely. He listened like my stories actually mattered. When my latte arrived, I wrapped my hands around the warm mug and watched the steam rise.

"By the way...Azalea's pregnant. According to her you've only done it once but...you were the last to...be with her." Maddox combed his fingers through his hair. "Don't tell your mother...she'll forget about me for good and I can't loose her. Honestly, I can't live without your mother." Jackson felt sorry for him, and he can clearly see that he's telling the truth on that one. Maddox looks absolutely terrible. Like a good looking homeless person. "What made her stop texting you?" Maddox sighed. "She found out that Azalea was my student." He confesses quietly. "She just...flipped out."