Chapter 3: Someone's jealous
Chris walked back out the bathroom with his arms around Brandon's shoulder.Sighing dejectly Amy slapped a twenty dollar bill into Wyatt's hands."I thought they'd come out quicker"She murmered,qiving them a dirty look."But Chri- wait,why is Brandon's shirt off?"
"I was helping him with something"Chris replied blushingly.
"Damn" Amy murmered as she handed Wyatt another 12 dollars.
"Money bitches"Wyatt murmered to no one in particular.
"Wyatt..."Chris warned,giving him a stern look.
"Oh damn Chris,your such a tight ass"Wyatt said as another boy climbed out from under the table.
"How the hell does he fit all those boys under there?"Amy asked.
"Magic dear"Wyatt answered before he looked at Brandon."Well what do you say,or would you rather romance with Chris"
"I say yes,and Chris is not my lover"Brandon corrected.
"He's not?"Bianca and Amy asked at the same time.Wyatt laughed loudly and Chris looked to the floor shyly.
"I mean look at him,he's skinny as hell and he banged Bianca"Brandon continued,his face twisted in a frown."Plus I'm drop dead sexy"
"That you are trophy boy"Wyatt said smoothly,"That you are"
"I think I want to go"Chris said to no one in particular
'You better not mess up this plan Bradon' he telekenetically warned.
'I won't' Brandon noded slightly."So Wyatt" he said looking him up and down."What do I get out of this show case?"
"Chris' protection of me not killing his bi-sexual ass"Wyatt stated
"I'm not bi"Chris said dryly.
"Sure you aren't honey"Amy said as she looked at Wyatt."Need a trophy girl?"
"No"Wyatt aswered and then looked back at Brandon."Know how to work the pole?"
Amy stuck her tounge out,"I think I want to go too"
"Agreed"Chris said taking her hand."Are you comming Brandon?"
"Nope"Brandon answered."I have to stay here with Wyatt"
"I like him already.I didn't know he was potty trained Chris,good job.Now if only you could've broken Bianca in..."Wyatt trailed off as Chris took a knife and chucked it at him.Wyatt simply caught it between his two fingers."Now that was just uncalled for Chrissy-poo".Amy shut her eyes,that name really pissed Chris off."You know what,let's go right now.I swear I'll whoop your ass from here and back all over again"
"Hmm...let's see rewind for a sec.One year ago?The whole 'I'm comming back to the future to save my big brother episode?'Suck my ass bro"Wyatt taunted.
"Oh great,so you'll do him but not me"Amy muttered angerily.
Brandon watched from the side with interest."Yeah Chris...what was that all about?"
Chris lowered his steel gaze at Brandon which made him jump back."Back off"He snarled darkly,his eyes glinting.He exteneded out a pair of forked fingers and stood his ground before looking at Wyatt."Let's go.I mean it.Right now"
"Oh little brother"Wyatt said as he rubbed his nails together."Why must we always fight?"
"Can't we all just get along?"Amy asked.
"No" Everyone else in the room shouted.
"Actually no one is going to fight"Brandon said as he walked over to Chris."You are going back to the house and you mister..."He said looking at Wyatt,"-are staying here and teaching me how to work the pole"
Wyatt noded,"Ahh the pole,good times if I do say so myself."
Brandon tapped Chris shoulder and winked."Go home,I'll be there later."
But Chris' gaze was still hardened.Something was up but he decided not to push it and instead stuck that normal Chris mask back on and orbed out of the room.
"What about me?"Amy yelled.
"The one power that she didn't get"Brandon heard Chris say as he orbed back in,"Great going dad..." and orbed back out with her.
"So..."Brandon began as Wyatt advanced on him and began kissing him.
"I forgot to mention..."Wyatt said feircly as he planted fire hot kisses up and down Brandon's neck."...I'm the pole"
Gasp!Reveiw!