The Mystery Teens

The Mystery Teens; Trapped In A Video Game

A/N: Hey my bright stars! It's Mixie 💖
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-Mixie 💖

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The Mystery Teens; 

Trapped Inside A Video Game

*Warning*

 This Chapter of The Mystery Teens contains straight and lesbian smut (no sex though) if your uncomfortable reading low-key smut than please skip over those parts, though I still encourage you to read the chapter because the plot is very interesting! :)

Chapter One

  It's been several months since the Mystery Teens took on a real witch and almost died. They decided it would be best to take a break, and keep themselves occupied with other things for the time being. And occupied they were.

 In Maisy's treehouse bedroom

 “Your so beautiful.” Maisy whispered as she ran her fingers through Bailey's hair and kissed her softly.

 In Jace's bedroom

 “Your gorgeous.” Peter stared into Jace's Green eyes as he placed a hand on either side of her head, and then kissed her. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close, so that he was lying on top of her.

In Maisy's treehouse bedroom

 “When are we going to tell them?” Bailey asked, pushing away a little bit.

 “Tell who what?” Maisy asked back as she kissed her neck.

 “Tell Jace And Gianna about us. It's so hard keeping this a secret.”

 “But secrets are fun.” Maisy smirked. “It feels so good to be bad.”

 “I just don’t want them finding out by walking in on us or something.”

In Jace's bedroom

 “So, when are we dropping the bomb on your parents?” Peter asked out of nowhere.

 “What do you mean?” Jace asked as she stopped kissing him, but still hugged him tight.

 “When are we going to tell your parents about us?”

 “You know I'm not allowed to date until I'm eighteen.” Jace rolled her eyes.

 “But wouldn't it be better if we just told them, instead of letting them walk in on us?”

In Maisy's treehouse bedroom

 Maisy got off of Bailey and laid beside her. “I just don't think I'm ready yet.” She said quietly.

 “Not ready for what? To admit your gay, or I'm your girlfriend?” Both those words hit Maisy like a bullet. She liked Bailey a lot, maybe even loved her, but saying she was her girlfriend, saying she was gay, that was hard.

 “I'm not gay, I'm bi.” She corrected Bailey.

 “And apparently I'm not your girlfriend.” Bailey got off the bed but she was stopped by Maisy grabbing her wrist.