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What Is Kassi POV: A Fictional Narrative

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Kassi POV

A fews days later, LynZ had to leave for tour. We said our goodbyes and watched as the bus disappeared into the distance.

The band and I walked into the house and sat in the living room, completely clueless on what we should do next. I laid back on the couch and put one of my legs over the other.

“Damn, now I’m stuck with idiots for the next 6 months,” I said to piss the guys off.

“Get used to it, kiddo,” Ray replied, awkwardly patting my head.

I rolled my eyes and giggled. “This is gonna be quite the adventure then, huh?” I asked cocking an eyebrow at him.

He was laying on the floor with his hands behind his head. “Hell yea.”

Gerard was in the kitchen making yet another cup of coffee. He eventually walked back into the living …show more content…

Bob ran away laughing.

Frank just looked at Gerard and started laughing. “That was actually really fun,” he said.

“Dammit, Frankie. Why is everyone trying to give me a heart attack today??” Gerard stood up and threw his arms in the air in confusion. Mikey and I laughed.
I looked to my side and noticed Ray was chasing Bob around the playground. It made me laugh even more. “You guys are idiots,” I yelled out to them. Bob flipped me off and continued to run away from Ray. Ray didn’t seem to be fazed by my comment. He looked like his life goal was to get ahold of Bob.

Frank saw Bob flip me off and yelled to him, “Bob go fuck yourself.” Gerard, Mikey, and I laughed.

“I can’t fuck myself, Frank. That’s what Gee’s here for,” Bob messed around with Frank. My jaw dropped. Ray stopped in his tracks and laughed so hard he fell to the ground clutching his stomach. Mikey covered his mouth with his hand. Gerard just looked at Bob, I couldn’t tell what his facial expression was. Frank just laid there trying to process what Bob just said.

“Bob Bryar,” Frank said very sternly. “When we get home, I’m gonna staple your dick to the …show more content…

He nodded, took his hands off my waist, and backed up to give me room to get off. I climbed off the top of the slide and stood up on the platform.

I had an idea. I was going to change this up a bit. I smirked at Frank. He looked at me and half smiled, “Oh no, what are you thinking about?”

I quickly put my hand on his arm. “Tag, you’re it.” Then, I ran away from him as fast as I could. I jumped off the side of the playground and peaked behind me. Frank was after me. I swore under my breath and continued to run around the playground.

Soon, I heard a faint, “You’re it,” in the distance. I looked back and noticed that Frank had brought Gerard into the game. Frank started running away from him, Gerard chasing him to get his revenge. The chain continued on. Gerard tagged Bob, Bob tagged Mikey, Mikey tagged Ray. It almost seemed like a warzone. The people who weren’t “it” created allies with the others.

After a certain period of time, Frank was the tagger, again. He ran towards Bob and tackled him to the ground. Bob yelled, “Fuck you Frank.”

Frank just laughed. “You’re it. Deal with it.”

“Can you get off me now?” Bob chuckled.

Frank just sat there and smiled. “Naa. I’m gonna hang here for a

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