The Love of a MSFT for a Misfit© (BoyxBoy)

Something to get used to...

"So, this is the kitchen, living room, bathroom here and upstairs. You're bedroom is on the third floor. Everyone else is on the second. So, I hope you don't mind. Down there is the garage and basement. But you wouldn't have to go down there.", I was told by "My New" manager Kiesha.

"Okay, can I go unpack now?", I asked yawning.

"Yes, it's getting late. See III boys tomorrow. 9 o'clock." , she scolded pointing at all of us. The guys nodded their heads and went upstairs. I'm a night owl, sleep ain't my thing. I went into the kitchen and started making 'Garbage Hero' as my Dad likes to call them. It's just a sandwich with a lot of different things on it. I took it into the living room and began to watch TV.

I look at the clock, its 11:30. Wow, time flies when you're in the conjuction house.

"What you doing up?" someone asks making me jump. "Relax, its just me."

"Oh, hey Prince. What's up?" I ask returning to my sandwich.

"I need to talk to you. And is that Bacon, peanut butter and a pickle?" he asked pointing.

"With a little bit of cream cheese." I responded.

"That's nasty. Come on." he said waving me upstairs. I followed behind him as we walked. I was trying to hold in my laughs. He has a very round butt. I walked into the room he had here. It's really awkward in here. Or is it just me?

"Ok, Jay-"

"Jaden..." I cut him off.

"Okay JADEN! I saw your little attitude today. Look at this way, Roc never wanted to be here ans he eventually turned out to love it. Well only because he didn't make the team...but anyway." he said getting off topic"I know our friendship was never that stable but for the sake of "our" band, we should be atleast good acquaintances"

"Look Prince-"

"Princeton..." he said imitating me

"Look Princeton, the only reason I'm not so into this is simply because I don't dance and wear matching outfits, or grind on stage or have a fanbase of vicious girls that get upset over every little thing. I'm just under pressure, I guess."

"Under Pressure? Look Jaden, our fans may be a little defensive but its for our benefit! Don't do anything to them and they won't do anything to you. As far as the dancing and semi matching outfits, you're just gonna have to deal with it." he said nodding his head.

"I figured that. But thanks, I needed a little ventilation." I say smiling a little. I look over to his dresser, something dark blue caught my eye. It was lubricant. My eyes grew wide as he looked over at it.

"Oh shit. Uh, uh it's just-"

"I know what it is but they have condoms with that already on it Prince. Unless you're...." , I said raising an eyebrow.

"Oh No! I don't masturbate." he protested.

"Well she should already be ready for it. You shouldn't need that." I assured him.

"She? Ha! That's funny! I could get used to you, good night Jaden." he said turning the channel on his TV. I walked out the room confused as hell. Prince is openly gay? But why was he ashamed about the Lubricant shit? I need to stop before I catch any feelings.