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"Get up, it's time to practice." Adam throughs a pack of ice ontop of me.

I squirm and yell in surprise. "SHIT, I'm up!" He just laughs and leaves. I get off the bed. "Asshole" I say under my breath and then follow him to the garage.

"Hey! You did it!" They all congratulate Adam, he takes a bow. I moan feeling sick.

"Hey, cheer up Will, it's only two weeks." He reminds me. "You need to get your head out of the gutter there." Michael says with putting his eyes on my shoulder. I moan, aching for her.

I just hate the way we said goodbye...and the whole me-meeting-her-mom thing, I don't really see that happening. Which should be a relief but to my surprise, it just makes everything worse.

"You're not...you're not like, loosing your dick right? It's not like...shrinking or anything, is it?" Michael Guy asks me.

What? Is his? "No." I say a little grossed out. "WHY?"

"Because you're TURNING INTO A PUSSY." he says loud and clear. I'm tired of this.

"You know what? You're guys are the pussys, man. You guys are the guys who waste their time acting like walking cocks, have you ever thought about the idea that there might be more to life than sex?" I ask them. They all kind of stare at me like I'm an alien. I wanna fucking kill all of them. "I'm tired of you guys always fucking nagging on me like a little bitch about MY sex life! Are you guys even getting any now days???" I ask. Again, they're quiet. "Exactly. Why can't you all just leave me and my cock alone?!"

"Dude, I fucking get laid seven nights a week." Adam says.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, ANDY." I yell. "You guys are just scared. I may act like a fucking pussy but you guys are like some little...four inch pansies. You guys just need to GROW UP a litttle. I'm not fucking getting laid seven days a week but I don't need to. NONE OF US need to. Girls are more than tits and ass. They're just like us only with vaginas and tits. Damn." I'm getting steemed off. "And another thing, I think I've finally found the one. I want to marry this girl, I want her to have my fucking babies! So please for the love of god, STOP CHECKING OUT HER TITS EVERYTIME SHE WALKS BY!"

"Ok." Andy agrees.

"Yeah ok, if she means that much to you than...sure." Michael says giving me a high five.

"Ok, that's cool with me, I'm glad you're happy." Adam says like a faggot, and then Michael Guy stands up from his chair.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!" he says. "ARE YOU FUCKING OUT OF YOUR MIND????" it's a retorhical question. "YOU WANNA FUCKING MARRY THIS GIRL??? THE REBOUND????" There's just no end with him, I really hate him, that stupid sonofabitch. "WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU WANNA DO THAT?"

I stare at him dully, maybe he'll realize that he's an idiot.

"Did you tell her that?" he says more suddle.

"Yes." I said. Their eyes are got bigger.

"Did you...?" he means propose. "The....the P Word....???" hee says speechlessly.

"NO!" I tell him. He lets out a big sigh of relief.

"Oh, thank heavens." he breaths out. The rest of the guys laugh. He later says "Well....if you're really serious about this girl then....okay, I won't stare at her TOTALLY KILLER chest." he says disappointed." I laugh and he gives me a patt on the back. "Congradulations..." I look over at him. "I'm the best man right?"

When we're done practicing we all fall asleep on the couch.

I wake up to see Kelsey's face next to mine. "Kelsey? What are you doing here?"

She turns around and smiles at me. "I came home while you sleeping." she tells me.

"Ohh, how? You know you coud've woken me." I kiss her neck.

"I know...I just wanted to lay beside you..."

"Kelsey...I want to marry you." I tell her again and I kiss her on her cheek, I'm so happy to see her I can hardly even breath.

"Yeah..." she whispers and grabs my hands and rubs them.

"NOW." I tell her.

"Now??? Babe, uh, I don't know..." she tells me.

"Why not?"

"Because all I wanna do is just make firery, hot love sex with you. I wanna blow you soooo hard and put your cock into my throat. I want you to do me. NOW." she tells me openly. I'm a little surprised but I guess she's just been waiting for me. She sneaks beneath the covers and unzips my pants and puts my cock into her throat and begins to suck and lick and rub me.

"Kelsey," I say surprised at her eagerness. Aww. "Ohh Kelsey...." I moan and feel her on my dick and start moaning and cooing her name. "Kelsey, kelsey, ooooOh...kelsey, you're a bad girl," and then I feel a smack on my head.

"KNOCK IT OFF!" is yelled into my ears.

I open my eyes and notice I'm wet. DAMN. I'm also erected. In front of the guys. SHIT.

They're all staring at me, snickering. "Shut the fuck up." I tell them.

"KELSEY, OHHH KELSEY!" Michael Guy and Adam mock me. I get up and slap them.

"ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT, SHUT UP!"

"Dude, you gotta get rid of that..." Michael says laughing. I look back down at my pants and see  that it's still erected. I roll my eyes and run into the bathroom. From outside of the room I hear all four of them bursting into laughter.

An hour later we sit down and wait for Andy to cook us breakfast while we discuss our band name. "Uhhh the Adam's?" Adam jokes around.

"Uhhh, NO." I pretend to think about it.

"The Hivesome Fivesome?" Michael thows out.

"How about MICHAEL'S GAY?" I ask.

"Or the Pussy Pleasers." Michael Guy laughs.

Adam shakes his head and says "You loosers can go figure this out yourselves." and then jumps on the couch and turns on the tv.

Andy turns around and says "Breakfast is served." in a false french accent. Then he gives us pancakes, eggs and bacon that look scrumdidaleeuptious. we eat them and pour orange juice into a cup.

Adam is flipping through channels. "News. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Oh!" he stopped at Elmo. We all turned around and looked at him. "Shit." he went on changing the channels.

"Red Elmo?" Michael suggested.

"Blue elmo?" Michael Guy added.

"And the academy is...." The television really loud. and then it was like BOOM. 

"YOU GUYS, THAT'S IT!" I yelled at them.

"What? Television?"

"No! The academy is!" I exclaim. "That's fucking brilliant right?"

"Uh....I guess so...It's alright..." Andy input.

"Well I think it's crap." Adam tells me bluntly.

"Do you have any better suggestions?"

He opened up his mouth.

"Without your name in it?" he shut it. Pathetic.

"I like it." Michael said. "It's cool." he tried to tell the guys.

Okay, then it's settled...we are officially The Academy Is....