Chapter Three: Stray Heart (KPOV)

The next morning I woke up in a cold sweat. I examined my surroundings and discovered that I fell asleep with my clothes on. "Shit" I hopped out of bed and stumbled into the bathroom, I was a mess.

After changing my clothes and brushing my teeth I walked downstairs to find my brother making some waffles, "Throw another two in the toaster," I told him. He reluctantly fetched another two.

I sat down at the table, "So what time did mom and dad get home?" I asked him while rubbing my head, trying to wake up.

Ike sighed and responded, "I don't know, late? I was too busy to notice…"

I nodded, "What time is it now?"

Ike looked at the oven, "12:00, why?"

I got up and grabbed the waffles that Ike prepared for me, "I'm going out to hang with Stan today," I walked into the next room and sat on the couch. I was calmly eating my waffles when… KNOCK!

I glance at my door, who the hell could it be? I put my waffles on the side table and walked towards the door, "Who is it?"

"It's Kenny, open up."

Confused, I opened the door for him, "Dude what's going on?" Kenny barged in and hugged me. "Hey sweetheart!" he latched himself on me. Gasping for air I managed to pry him off me "What the fuck man?" I ask as he falls onto the floor. In the meantime Ike is calmly eating his waffles in the kitchen.

"Dude! You missed the best party last night! You shouldn't have left!" he gets up and leads me to me couch. "I would have totally taken you and introduced you to EVERYONE" he laughed as I tried to calm him down.

"Kenny shut up!" I whispered and leaned over to him, "Ike's in the next room and my parents are still asleep."

"All right, All right," Kenny lightened up and took my waffles from the side table and started to eat them, "So, are you interested in another party that's happening this afternoon?"

I grunted, "Damn it Kenny I wanted those, and I already have plans. Stan and I are getting together." I watched him devour my precious waffles.

Kenny sneered at me, "Dude, I haven't eaten anything decent in days," He gulped down the milk I brought with it, "And hey, you can bring Stan. It's not a gay party, there will be girls there."

I rolled my eyes, "Kenny, he doesn't know about my, hmm" I snatched the milk away from him and started to drink it.

Kenny grabbed it back and said, "So, he doesn't have to know."

I slouched into my couch and sighed, "That's not the point…" I eyed him eating the rest of my waffles. I really don't want to get Stan involved just ye…

"Then what IS the point?" Kenny placed the finished plate on the side table, breaking my train of thought.

I looked at the door, wanting to get out of here. "Let's go somewhere, ok?" I suggested. I wouldn't feel very comfortable talking about my sexuality in my house. My mom could be like spying on me or something.

Kenny got up and walked toward the door, "Cool dude let's go." He opened the door, it was really cold out.

"Ok, wait. I need to get my scarf." I went towards the banister where my scarf was.

"You wear a scarf?" Kenny eyed me weirdly.

"Yeah, it's cold!" I defended myself.

Kenny still was eyeing me strangely.

"Oh whatever,"