"Hey Tori." Robby greeted as he stopped next to her at her locker, holding. When isn't he?
"Hi Robby."
"Why do you sound so sad?" asked Robby.
"Yeah," said Rex. "What's the chiz?"
Tori was about to answer when it hit her. "What does that word mean anyway?" she asked.
"Word?" Robby questioned, his eyebrows scrunching together. "What word?"
"Chiz!" she answered. "What does that mean?" She threw her hands up dramatically.
"I think it means a German sausage," Andre cut in, walking up to them, holding his cell.
"So Rex just asked me, what's the German sausage?" Tori asked.
"That sounds weird," said Robby. "That can't be the definition for chiz."
"Well it is a slang word," Andre reminded them. "They can have multiple meanings."
"What can have multiple meaning?" Jade walked up to them with Beck and Cat.
"Chiz," Andre replied.
"Doesn't that mean a German sausage?" Beck asked.
"Well that's what I thought but Tori just pointed out that it must mean something else." explained Andre.
"Well look it up." Jade ordered, motioning to Andre's cell phone that he was holding.
The gang huddled together around Andre has he looked up the word chiz.
Cat giggled. "I like your watch." She pointed at Andre's wrist watch.
"Uh…thanks. Ok here it is. Uh, chiz, it means to relax or rest. Example: I need to go to my room and chiz."
It was silent for a moment, as the gang stared at the screen.
"Huh," said Beck. "So it's not a German sausage."
"Well let's go Robby," said Rex. "I need to Chiz."
