Summary- In which Naomi takes Cassidy's phone and starts texting people.
Pairings- LuSy, some basic friendship(I.e:death threats) feels of Naomi and Cassidy, (if you choose to look at it like that,) Some family feels, and some sprinkled CassidyxDamien.

When Cassidy had stood up and left for the bathroom, Naomi couldn't resist the obnoxious opportunity to take the open phone and explore through its context. Of course, if Cassidy came back and caught her, Naomi knew she'd be in for hell, so before she did something incredible stupid as snooping through her blonde friends' phone contents, she needed a hiding spot.

And a good hiding spot at that.

Under the staircase maybe, in that little cramped room with her old sweater-made dolls? No, that wouldn't work...it was after all Cassidy's idea to hide them there incase a burglar looked in that little cramped space so he'd be creeped out by said dolls and leave.

On the roof, with all of the plastic flamingoes, pool noodles, and box of lemons and apples to throw at people? That wouldn't work either...seeing as Naomi had already pranked Cassidy by throwing an apple at her face and screaming at her to throw it at the authorities. Neither of them were sure if whether or not that was even supposed to be considered a prank though.

Where in the house as the two menaces yet to destroy with their strangeness? The attic?
Yes! That would be perfect, seeing as Naomi knew how to get the ladder recoiled from inside the attic, so it would seem as if no one was there at all.

When she had scurried up the stairs from the basement, and whizzed past her sisters room, it was unusual to the unexpected eye that Audrey hadn't questioned the youngest sibling about why she seemed so panicked.

But this happened so regularly both herself and Damien learned not to tamper with the delicate balance of their nut-job of a younger sister and her equally disturbing friend.

After Cassidy had exited the bathroom, and back into Naomi's room where the two had been previously searching up good places to burn all of their enemies in a giant bonfire.

Though when she noted that neither Naomi, or her social life of a phone were there, she didn't hesitate to belch out a scream that she hoped would traumatize her soon to be dead best friend.

It was when Audrey heard the scream of "WHO THE FUCK HAS MY PHONE!?" That she finally clued in as to why Naomi had quite vividly sprinted down the halls mere moments earlier.

Which caused the oldest sibling to sigh and question if Naomi had a death wish or not.

Naomi's reaction was probably the opposite of her sisters, seeing as when she heard Cassidy's satantic slurs from downstairs she had merely snickered and started to explore her phone before the messages app caught her eye, and a devious look adorned her features.

Needless to say she gave up on searching through what could very well be all of Cassidy's secrets, in favour of texting other people pretending to be her blonde best friend.

The first messages she saw were the ones between Cassidy, and Luke of all people. Naomi stifled a cackle.

This was going to be fun.

HEEEEEEEYYYYY

Hey Cassy...you okay?

FA-BU-LUUUSSS

Did something happen...?

NAAAW MAAAAN. I'm fabulous.

Alright then. Hey! Are we still on for that ice-cream this weekend?

Totally!! I wouldn't miss it for the world!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That's great! Uh- I'll see you at 5:00pm as we planned? That's when I'll pick you up. 2021 Maple Drive right?

Yeah I do!! Thanks for remembering, boo! I'll see yah then hot-stuff;D

Alright....?

Well that was entertaining. So entertaining that Naomi had desperately hoped that Cassidy couldn't hear her bursts of laughter from wherever she was hunting.

Which was in fact the living room, where she was virtually stalking around the house in search of some sign of 'the bitch who stole her social life' with a bent plastic fork she had grabbed in a futile attempt of leverage. In hindsight she should've took a knife.

But Naomi was blissfully unaware of that as she scrolled down and found the messages of Mom.

She is so dead when Cassidy finds her.

MOOOTHAAA IM DYYYIIING

What? What's happening Cassidy? Did Naomi push you down that hill around their house or something?

NAWWWW MAAAAN. I just kissed a BOY. LOTS of BOYS.

Excuse me? You're thirteen Cassandra.

HAHAHAHAH. I know. *3* it was faaaaaabuuuulouuuuusss.

I'd like you to come home from Naomi's house Cassidy.

IM KISSING.

I'm coming to pick you up.

FUCK. I meant KIDDING. Not KISSING. Holy shit mother! I'm not a slut!

Hahaha!! Thank the stars, my baby girl is fine!!

Instead of typing 'HAHAHAH' like a lunatic, just type 'LOL'. LOOOOOL.

There was a lag in Cassidy's mums response, which worried Naomi, and caused her to twist her body around the box she hid behind in the corner to see if she heard or saw anything shift from the trap door near the other side of the rectangle attic.

There was nothing. Thankfully. And it was when Cassidy's phone buzzed in her hands that her calculating gaze was brought back to the carefree world of invading her best friends conversations.

You're hiding in the attic, aren't you Naomi?

Naomi fought back a snort, suddenly afraid of giving away her location to the murderous girl currently rampaging downstairs.

When Audrey caught site of a seemingly calm Cassidy roaming the halls, she took that as the perfect time to step out of her room and talk to the fellow blonde. "Did you find the little nut-job yet? It seems you were pretty pissed off earlier."

Cassidy stopped walking, not bothering to hide the plastic fork as she turned around to face Naomi's sister, eyes sceptical. "Not yet...but when I do," She held up the plastic fork, gazing cautiously around the hall. "Bitches gonna get shanked."

At this Audrey laughed, going into her room before tossing a flashlight to Cassidy, wishing her good-luck.

Curiously, the blonde pondered on what she needed a flashlight for, before planning to ask Damien, seeing as he's the dork who knows everything.

When Naomi decided to do something original, and add her brother's contact, that was when she really decided to go crazy.

Hey Baby~

Uh...WTF?

COM'ON HOT-STUFF! I WANT TO SEE YAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cassidy, why do you have my number!?

One time when Naomi had gone over to Cassidy's house, they had taken Ms Gold's phone and had prank called Damien.

That's why Cassidy had his number saved in her phone. But of course she'd never tell him that. Neither of them would.

THAT ISN'T IMPORTANT!!! The fact is I want a smooch from you kitten~ I'm going to your room!

Unknown to Cassidy, who was current making her way to the second floor to Naomi's brother, Damien had started barricading his door.

And when Cassidy knocked on his door, the black haired teen froze. It was only when Cassidy called out to him did he hide under his desk in fear.

Just go away!!!

But baby~!!

YOU'RE CRAZY.

After the message was sent, Damien then proceeded to block Cassidy's contact.

Though Cassidy had given up on getting information from Damien, and had decided to figure it out herself. She knew Naomi wasn't an idiot (Though she still questions it) so she wouldn't be so stupid as to hide somewhere she knows that Cassidy would be able to find her.

Somewhere dark. Somewhere they haven't been. If it isn't the basement...then it's the attic!!

Pausing for a moment Cassidy wondered if they even had an attic.

Naomi was sent into a fit of giggles when the message of 'No Longer Available' popped up. Damien was sure to avoid Cassidy for a while.

When she decided to take a break from messages, she hadn't had the chance to even leave the app before the trap door flew open and up came a raging Cassidy.

"....shit." Naomi immediately knew she was screwed. Dropping the phone, the black haired teen pushed her best friend out of the way of the trap door and jumped out the steps, running away violently.

She didn't get very far when she saw the flashlight and a plastic fork hit the wall and hears Cassidy's violent yelling. "YOU CAN'T RUN FOREVER, YOU BITCH!!!"

Audrey had also heard the young blondes violent yelling and then concluded that her younger sister did in fact have a death wish.