Jordan was rehearsing with his band mates. They started by singing their song, Postcards. Jordan did what he did best, played the guitar. (Riteeee.)
"Hey, Jake, can I talk to you in my bedroom?" Jordan asked. He was horny and couldn't fuck Tony at this time, so he took what he could get. Not gonna describe what went on so I'll just tell ya. Jordan ate da booty like KFC then fucked da booty. Still wanting more, he asked Jake for the good succ. He got the good succ. He leaned over to whisper a little something is Jake's ear.
"Don't tell the other band mates about this. I promise, this will go on if you keep your mouth shut." Jordan winked. He wasn't going to do it again. I mean, if he had to, he would. He couldn't fuck Bonnie because no matter what she did, she looked constipated...she looked like the hunch back of Notré dame...Quasimodo! That's his name. You think I'm lying but I'mm painfully serious. Anyway, Jordan and Jake walked out of the bedroom into the room where the band was sitting, playing their instruments.
"Long ass talk. What did you two do? Fight?" Tony asked the both of them. Jake let out a nervous laugh.
"Fuck yourself, you prick." Jake said as he flipped his long, blonde, Jesus-like, hair over his shoulder sassily.
"Just play your goddamn drums before I shove the sticks up your ass." Jake said. Jordan and Tony thought the same thing: He might like that. They all went back to playing their instruments and sounding like absolute ass...Most of the reason why Jordan had a raging boner right then and there. Bonnie texted Jordan and he went soft.
"Guys, I'll be right back. Keep practicing." He left the room and sat down at the table. When he read the text, he was shocked.
"Hey, I was just told by someone that they hated the concert." Bonnie sent a sad emoji after that sentence.
"Who the fuck said that? Why would they say that? That's really mean. I'm really offended." Jordan rambled on about being upset. He then decided to make himself feel better with the comments on his channel. He instantly felt worse. There at the top of Postcards was a comment. It went on about how this persons grandpa smoked, stopped, and got cancer. The last sentences said: "My mother told me not to put my family through what my grandpa put us through. Till this day, I have not touched a cigarette but regret it because this video gave me cancer anyway." Jordan had tears in his eyes up until that part.
"You're fucking kidding me. GUYS!" Jordan called his band mates in to look at the comment. Jake laughed quietly while the other boys gave Jordan a bitch face.
"Who would say that? That's really mean. I can't believe this guy! Such a dick." Jordan shook his head, closed the computer and stood up.
"Our band is amazing! Why would anyone say that?" Jordan looked down. Tony put his hand on Jordan's back.
"Shh, it's okay. They're just jealous of our sound." Tony rubbed Jordan's back. Jordan got a boner but remembered that he can never reveal his feelings for his fellow band member. He'll do it when he's sure his band member wants his member. (See what I did there?) All Jordan had to do was fuck Nick then fuck Tony. Save the best for last. Maybe when he was fucking Tony, he could confess his love to Tony. It all hit him like how the ugly train hit Bonnie, hard and fast. Speaking of Bonnie, how would he break up with her? Maybe he could find her cheating. How would he tell Tony he loved him? Maybe it could be a heat of the moment thing...He would be fucking him on a Tuesday so...(See what I did there?)
"Yo, Jordan. You zoned out. You okay?" Jordan snapped back to reality. It felt like gravity was gone.
"Yeah, oop! There goes gravity." (Eminem mothafuckerz.) Jordan gave a laugh. He excused himself to his room while the boys packed up and left. He sat down and thought again. Tony liked music just as much as Jordan did. He could sing that song, Sweatshirt by Jacob Sartorius to Tony. Jordan had a sweatshirt with a big music note on it. He also had one that said, "All Star." from when he went to a musical...Shrek the Musical! He went with Bonnie though. Who cares? I know he doesn't. Jordan felt like an asshole because he had to drop Bonnie. That's it! Pity sex. He had the plan.
He'd hire someone to sleep with Bonnie, walk in on them, break up with her, leave, and the next day, which would be Tuesday, he would pull Tony into his bedroom, tell him, then do the do. He decided he didn't want to wait. He ate chicken for dinner then went to bed.