Epik Romance.

The Ťřé.

For the rest of the day, Brittany could barely concentrate on her classes. Chase's cheiseled horse face kept popping into her mind, making her go  UwU and 0w0.

Several times, she'd been called on by her teachers for daydreaming while the rest of her class snickered. They were just jealous. It had been less than two days and Chase was already the most popular boy in school.
Well, that was partly Brittany's doing, as her status certainly didn't hurt his image. ;)

Finally, the end of the day rolled around and Brittany bolted out of her seat to meet Chase at his locker. (#666)

After beating all the dignity out of Sugar's body earlier, Chase had invited her to walk around the courtyard with him. There, he'd invited her to go to the ťřé with him after school.

Brittany was ecstatic. Her heart was doing a total XD RAWR as her eyes scanned the terrain for Chase's greasy wig.

Bingo. He was resting under the shade of a large oak, chatting up Vampire Zen.

Him again. She had finally gotten Sugar out of the picture, but now she had an entirely new problem to deal with.

This one felt different though. While she was unexplainably drawn to Sugar romantically, Vampire Zen had a different type of pull. One fueled by suspicion. She needed to know what he was hiding for the sake of gossiping or wutever. That was all.

The grass under Brittany's big feet crunched with every step she took as she made a beeline towards them. Her pace faltered as Vampire Zen's red eyes met her die or ria coloured ones.

Only for a second though. She trudged forward, looking her arm around Chase's waist, noting the fact that he was built like a door.

She sighed inwardly, realising that she was probably the only one on the planet who had it all.

Instinctively, she looked at Vampire Zen's waist.
He was wearing a long white coat in thirty degree weather and his waist was SNATCHED. But that was probably the work of his black leather belt, pulled tightly against his slim figure. Damn him. He probably did Chloe Ting.

"Hey, Chase." She nodded towards Vampire Zen.

"Finally! I can't wait to go," Chase said.
This dialogue does not make sense.

They waved at Vampire Zen as he bid them farewell with a smile, and turned left onto a sidewalk that would soon lead to a trail into ťhê wøœđ§.

As they chatted about meaningless things like the crushing ever present stress that comes with waking up every morning and the fact that the volleyball manga GordonRamsay7 really likes is now in its final arc, Brittany had dug some heavier stuff out of Chase as well.

Honestly, some of the stuff she found out is pretty concerning. I'm fairly certain the FBI is going to come after me for this, which is why I'm shaking and crying trying to complete this chapter.

Brittany had made a mental list of the information she'd gathered from Chase:
~ His favourite colour is blue.
~ He is wanted in Iowa for committing several (36) accounts of first degree murder, his motive being wanting to follow the footsteps of his dear earraper sister Cardi B.
~ J o e  m a m a  .

At first, Brittany was shocked. Appalled even. Blue? That's SO basic. But then again, her favourite colour was pink. It just made sense somehow, further confirming her suspicion that they were bound together by f8.

After some time, the couple started down a rocky path at the mouth of the clearing. As they walked deeper and deeper inside, it got more green lol. 

Eventually, they reached the Ťřé. It was a magnificent sight.
She was slim thicc with beefy branches and unbleached roots resting on a bed of yellow rat teeth.

Chase looked over at Brittany who was looking at a bird who was looking at Chase. His heart warmed as he saw her poopy eyes glimmer in excitement.

She turned to him and the chump smiled, displaying his gold teeth once again. Upon closer inspection, Brittany noticed that there was something etched into one of his front chompy devices.

She squinted her eyes, trying to decipher the scrawl hidden under a thick sheen of a spit so foul smelling it had manifested it's odor into a physical form, taking the shape of glittery purple slime.

Her eyes widened as the words finally sunk in.
"Britney x Chas 4ever."

"Dude!" She exclaimed. "That's so romantic!"

"I know." Chase whispered. " Leggo."

"I don't know if I'm ready..." Brittany began picking at her cuticles to soothe her nerves. It didn't work.

"Nah fam, we don't have time for this. I am getting quite cold."

Chase began walking closer to the Ťřé,  then rested his palm on its bark. Brittany released a breath then followed suit. 

A funky charge tore through her arms and a dense fog settled over her anxious mind. Suddenly feeling very brave, the abg turned to face her partner, finding that he was already looking at her with a deadpan look on his face. No holding back now.

Slowly but surely, their hands reached out towards each other's, cutting the tension that was held between the five foot distance in between them cuz they're not gay.

Finally, it happened. Their palms met with a smack.

Brittany The ABG and Chase Hudson had h*gh f*ved. 

Immediately, Brittany felt a herself change. She quickly withdrew her hands from Chase's and ran towards the clear pond a good 12 cm away from the foot of the tree. Panting, Brittany's hands found their way to her thighs as she squatted, gasping for breath from the excessive excersise. She peered into the water curiously.

Her face split into a wide smile as she examined her new lewk. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Chase doing the same. She jogged towards him, and together, they spent the entire night looking at their reflections narcisiticalky.