Bendie Straws and Angels |Edited but not finished|

Chapter 3

Authors Note: I'm continuing even though my wrist stings like all living hell anyway let's continue!!

~Time Skip brought to you by my cut up wrists! (literally, it hurts lol)~

*WARNING: SEXUAL HARASSMENT AND CUSSING*

~Jordans POV~

I wake up to the sound of what I assume is...The Sounder? I get up in a bed thats not mine. Shit! What happened last night?!

I look around, confused on how I got here. I race to the kitchen not noticing I'm only in my sweatshirt and undergarments. I stare at Andy, mouth unhinged, frozen. "D-Did we fu-" I was interrupted when a door flung open to reveal...a man, woman? Can't tell yet, since I do where contacts, I took them out for good measure last night instead of sleeping with them.

"Wow! Andy! Whose this cutie? Damn, how do you find the cute ones?!" they say astonished and clearly joking around with the angel making eggs and...strawberry milk with a bendie straw?! Whoa, okay, he's even more innocent and cute than I imagined, but I'm still confused on who the person is. Could Andy have sex buddies or a lover? Was he even gay? Did it even matter?

The thoughts raised through my head as I winced at my racing, confused mind. "No! He's my partner for class, and soon-to-be friend." He winks towards me directing the comment towards the one-and-only peice of shit I am. They talk for a a bit as I sit at the table. "So, you and Andy huh?"

My daydreaming comes to a stop as I hear them say Andy's propernouns. "Wha-what?! N-No! W-We're just friends!" I reply almost screaming. Andy looks towards us, making plates. "Spa! (Spay) Leave our guests the fuck alone!" So that's their name. Still don't know the gender, whoop! I watch as they rolls their eyes and start talking about some weird, main stream shit.

I was about to get up when I suddenly felt a warm, tingling sensation on my neck, right about my around my ear. "He can be an ass sometimes, please don't mind him. He's my cousin." A sigh of relief is unleashed internally knowing what he was to him and his gender.

I looked at the eggs on my plate adorned with potatoes and what I think is...rice? "Thank you Anderson!!" Spa screams. I wince at the sudden noise, my house life doesn't help my fear of loud noises. "Spade. Quiet. Down. Now." The Angel says soberly.

Spade was his name. Explains the nick name. I eat breakfast wondering when Spade got here or why he went here.

"I'm spade" a hand was suddenly in my face, completely redefining the antonyms of 'personal space'. I take is hand noticing how rough they are. "I heard." I hear a snicker come from my angel. Wait! He's not mine! Stupid brain!

"You're a salty one, aren't you?" He replies, returning the gesture. "You're a loud one, aren't you?" I smile a fake smile his way. "Damn, you gotta good one Andy. Mind if I take him?" He asks. Andy goes dark red and slaps him. "Excuse me but that 'him' you are talking about is me, I am not you're toy or slave to succumb to your pelvic needs nor your emotional ones. If I was to polite I asked you to go fuck yourself."

I went back to eating I already knew they where staring. "Oh, well, look a the time! Me and Jordan have to go!" He grabbed my hand and practically threw me in the room, for a skinny boy he sure was strong.

"Slip on your pants and lets go. Im sorry about him!" I slip on my skinny jeans and watch as Andy strips. I look away not wanting to have another problem to deal with (7w7). I hear him groan as I wonder what other noises can come out of him. He quickly ties his shoes and we race to school.

~Andy's POV~

We finally get to school out of breathe. I waddle up the steps as Jordan races to his first block. I have mine off since I finished that class and I'm a senior.