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Sparked - Chapter 3

Corey looked over to Nate for a cookie, who let out a loud sigh.

"Why can't anyone walk downstairs to get their own?" Nate complained, as he picked up a handful of pieces that had crumbled in his fight with Bailey. He walked over to the bed where Corey was and motioned for him to hold his hands out.

"Seriously?" Corey looked at him incredulously.

"I'm dropping these on your bed if you don't hold your hands out right now," Nate threatened. 

Corey looked between Nate and his hands a few times. 

Corey rather reluctantly held his hands out underneath Nate's. 

Nate chuckled, "Wait, wait. Say "I'm Nate's bitch" first. I like this power." As he spoke, he made a few movements that made it look like he was going to drop the crumbs. 

I rolled my eyes and fell back onto the bed at the same time Corey jumped up and tackled Nate onto the ground. 

"So much for not spilling the crumbs," I said while watching them scuffle for a bit. I was about to turn my attention to the ceiling, but I saw Bailey up and heading over to the desk to steal Nate's remaining full cookies. She looked at me while getting back onto the bed and shrugged her shoulders, trying to look innocent before taking a bite. 

"The crumbs, they're everywhere," Nate yelled in a high pitched voice in between fits of laughter. 

Bailey was watching with a grin on her face, "I could marry his mom's cooking." She started licking her fingers and I couldn't help but laugh.

"You're cleaning up all of these," Corey ordered before he started to yell in protest of something Nate was about to do.

I raised myself off the bed, propping myself up on my elbows. They were both down on the ground and Nate had his hand up to Corey's mouth. 

"Eat the crumbs,," Nate exclaimed and after a second removed his hand and Corey's mouth was closed.

"Did you eat them?" he questioned. Corey responded by spitting everything out at Nate. 

I scrunched up my nose.

"Gross," Nate said before standing up off and running his hand threw his dirty blonde hair a few times, causing crumbs to fall out. I don't even want to know how they got there. Corey followed suit.

"Calm down Sparks, you're talking too much," Nate said, looking over at me with his light blue eyes and a smirk on his face. 

 I narrowed my eyes at him. Corey sat back down on the bed next to me, "Don't look for trouble," he warned the bumble bee.

He looked at Corey before throwing his head back and letting out a groan that sounded a lot like "Fine," he plopped himself down on the desk chair like a three-year-old that had been put in time out. I watched eagerly as he turned to look at the desk.

"What the hell? Where are my cookies?" He yelled with surprise and horror etched on his face, causing me to laugh. 

Bailey raised her hands up, "Whoops?"

"I bring all those up and I don't even get one!" he glared accusingly at her. I took this time to finally speak.

"You had your mouth stuffed when you came up, don't act like you didn't get any."

Nate looked at me with a smirk and was about to open his mouth to talk until Corey butted in.

"Nate, don't," he warned. 

"But did you hear that sentence? How can I not?" Nate argued.

I sighed "Do you only think perverted things