Disclaimer: I own none, only Casey. I may not even own the plot which may be owned by Ivorycat (read her stories, they're good!). She also may be writing for this, so look out for her input. Joss, the insane god he is, owns the whole cast of characters you see, save again, for Casey, she is mine.

Attention: Look, there will be talk of, if not seen, cases of child abuse from Holtz. This happens because in my time line, Holtz took much of his anger out on Casey, and some out on Connor. But Connor was the favorite child of the two. More about that later. There also may be instance of corporal punishment. I would like to inform people that child abuse and corporal punishment are two different things. Corporal punishment will only happen when there is need for it to happen, and it will always be done in a loving environment.

Author's Note: I am going to try and put my teenage characters though what normal teenagers go through. That may be bad grades, idiot teachers, sexual harassment, drugs, alcohol, and that such. Some may be embellished a little, but guess what? If they are, that's because I have yet to experience them in my high school. Now don't say that I make this some kind of soap opera, because quite frankly, life is one.

Summery: Bunch o' friendly hanging out time.

Chapter Nineteen: Who Can You Live With?

"So how many acts do you want?" Mitch asked once he took another bite of pizza and swallowed it.

"Um, as many as it takes. I was thinking a dance routine, skit, and anything else people want," Casey shrugged as she took a small bite of her pizza.

"I can write, if that's anything," Ashley shrugged as she just sipped her soda.

"That's better than some of us here. Including myself," Casey remarked dryly as she pushed her plate away, it still contained a half-eaten slice of pizza, which Connor grabbed. Casey looked at him, "You pig," she teased him; he just stuck out his tongue in response.

"Okay, let's cut the sibling rivalry down to a minimum, okay?" Kevin intervened.

"Actually, it's rather endearing," Claire remarked as she went for Connor's leftover crusts.

"You would think that," Kevin remarked. "We all see the fluffy eyes you make."

"Fluffy eyes?" Mitch asked, eyebrow raised.

"My sister's in kindergarten, you pick it up after awhile," Kevin snapped.

"Shut it," Ashley told the artist. She was sitting between the two and did not want to get involved.

"Back on the main topic, did you have any type of skit in mind?" Casey asked Ashley.

Ashley nodded, "Well not exactly a type of skit, but a way to put it on."

"Ooh, tell me!" Casey became interested.

"Well it's the same scene, but once just happening and twice with people's views Get it?" Ashley cocked her head.

Claire looked at Ashley, "That's really unique. I can't wait to see how it turns out."

Ashley blushed at the complement. "Thanks," she whispered, embarrassed.

Everyone sat back and talked as the time passed.

"Excuse me, are you all done?" at waitress asked when the place started to fill up.

Everyone looked at their watches, or other people's watches as was the case of Casey grabbing Connor's arm.

"Watch it will ya?" Connor said as his arm was taken away from him.

"Bite me, wait on second thought, don't. Kiss my ass. I'm pretty safe with that one, right?" Casey asked her brother as his arm was returned to him.

"Quite. Now am I paying for you?" Connor asked as he pulled out his wallet.

Casey gave him a look that just screamed 'duh' and went back to gossiping with Claire.

Mitch gave Connor a knowing look as they walked up to the register, "Woman, can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em."

Connor shrugged, "Sometimes I'm not so sure. And I mean that in a nice way!" Connor yelled back to his sister who just flipped him off once again.

Connor turned to Mitch, "Correction, its sisters, not woman."

Author's Note 2: Well I'm almost to twenty chapters, can you believe it? Hehe, and the best parts aren't even up yet. Spells, talent shows, significant other problems. It's all in there. Well anywho, can I have like 70 reviews so I can post the next chapter, please? Pretty please?