This is a collection of one-shots in which Jerome gets girls with his pranking skills? The first chapter is Joyrome, so don't bother reading if you don't like it, kay?
House of Anubis doesn't belong to me, obviously, because then it would be very different. Reviews are appreciated!
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Jerome lay on his bed, on a normal Tuesday afternoon. Alfie did the same on the opposite side of the room, indulging in a Batman comic. No homework had been given that day and with nothing to do, they stayed there. "Alfie, has it occurred to you we haven't done any pranks lately?" Alfie looked up from his comic.
"Dude," Alfie said sitting up abruptly placing his comic down," you're right! It feels like forever." Their last prank had been at least two weeks ago when they pelted Eddie with balloons filled with apple juice because he kept on 'borrowing' their stuff.
"Ideas?" Jerome and Alfie were quiet for a few minutes, thinking of who they might prank and how. It was a delicate and meticulous process for the both of them, seeing as everything had to be thought out perfectly or it wouldn't work.
"How about we prank..."
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"... Joy!" Jerome visibly cringed at this. Alfie knew that Jerome fancied Joy. "Um... How about someone else?" Alfie was having none of that. "Come on Jerome, just because you have a tiny crush on her shouldn't stop the prank. Come on, you know you want to."
"Will you quiet down!" Jerome hissed. He didn't need the rest of the house to know. It was embarrassing really: No matter how hard he would try, it would do no use. She was still hung up over 'Fabes'. "Please Jerome! We have to prank a girl, we pranked Mick last. Plus, it's more fun to see the girls get mad." True it was. The look on most girl's faces when they were pranked was priceless. Granted, there were implications, usually being that boyfriends and or their friends would try and get even, but besides that, it was worth it.
"Fine. What're we gonna do?" Annoyance was clear in his voice. But it wasn't annoyance he felt, it was fear. What if she got angry with him? She probably already thought of him as a joke, a friend, not someone to like. Sighing, he realised there was no was to redeem himself of his prankster title. At least I still have college, he chuckled to himself. To him though, it wasn't funny.
"I was thinking we switch the doorknobs on the bathroom so that it's lockable from the outside." Alfie beamed. "Alfie," Jerome mentioned quickly, remembering something," you do know that Joy is claustrophobic, right?"
Alfie seemed to considered this for a moment, his face deep in thought, well as far as Alfie would go. "Jerome, we're not heartless, it's not like we're gonna leave her in there over night." "Okay, it's a plan." Jerome finally said, hoping the feeling of cold-feet would fade.
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The cold feet didn't fade. All night, Alfie had babbled on about how they would do it first thing tomorrow. When morning finally came around, guilt coiled in his stomach. They planned it carefully: She was always (or usually) the last one at breakfast, usually because she showered last, so the holdup wouldn't be noticed.
He had woken up extra early and was the first one at breakfast, much to Trudy's surprise. "Oh, Jerome! What're you doing up so early?" He simply shrugged and replied," Felt like a change."
"Well then, I guess you get first serve of the blueberry pancakes, don't pig out though." "I won't, I mean-" Joy likes those pancakes. "Good," He smiled at her finnicky ways and grabbed two pancakes and started eating them. The pancakes didn't do him much good and he stopped trying after his first pancake, and discreetly placed it back on the pile.
As the others came in, he saw Alfie give him the thumbs up and mouth,' The eagle has landed'. He rolled his eyes, Alfie was WAY too eager for the prank and it showed. Maybe he had ulterior motives for the whole thing... Jerome quickly discarded the idea remembering it was Alfie he was talking about.
Standing up he left the table, saying he was finished then left. His nerves rose with every step he took. Only Joy, he thought, it's only Joy. He could hear her all the way from the stairs singing 'Shine on you Crazy Diamond'.
He took a deep breath and walked down the hall, and pressed the lock. Despite his nerves, he smiled. It had been an easy job switching the door knobs. He and Alfie had snuck out at four to do it, both of them terrified.
As he waited, he listened to her sing. She had an amazing voice for such a small girl, then again, she was one of the loudest of the group in general. He heard the last drops of the shower linger and the music stop and he braced himself.
After a few minutes, he heard the handle jingle. It jingled harder and he knew she was stressing. He knew this was a bad idea, she would probably come out traumatised. "Hello? Someone? Anyone! Help!" She was banging on the door now, hysteric.
"Ah, Joy! Are you ok in there?" He asked sarcasm lining his voice. "Not funny Jerome! Get me out!" She exclaimed. "I need you to do one little thing for me." He smirked madly, hearing her breathing.
He could tell she was freaking out, and he relished that fact. "W-what do you want me to do?" Her voice trembled and Jerome actually felt a pang of sympathy. He flung the door open to meet her. Her school uniform clung to her petite figure.
"Kiss me." "Jerome, I-" "Kiss me." He closed the door to trap her in. "No Jerome, I don't want to!" She screeched.
"Why, still hung up over Rutter? You know he doesn't feel the same way about you Mercer, why do you go after him?" He had pushed her up against the sink to she couldn't back up any further.
"Let-"
"I know why. Because you can't let go of the past. Well you'll have to now because he doesn't like you and never will. Me on the other hand, I'm free, and may I say that you look great this morning." He whispered all this into her ear, and he knew she liked it.
"So, you willing to take a risk Mercer?" He leaned down and crashed him lips into hers, bending over quite uncomfortably. She threw her arms around his neck. His hands trailed up and down her body and felt her shiver under his touch.
Heat emanated from them, only to be fed by the droplets of water clinging to them. They broke the kiss and stared at each other, somehow feeling teenage awkwardness creep up inside of them. "I... Jerome, um... Thanks." She slipped out from under him, scared at what she felt during the kiss.
She grasped the door knob and turned it only to find it stuck again. "Jerome? Does the door self-lock of something." "What? Of course not... Why?" Sniggering was heard from the other side of the door.
"Shit," he muttered," Alfie! Open the door!" "Well, well, well, look what we have here, having a good time you two?" Patricia's voice rung out loud and clear.
"Patricia!" Joy whined," Let me out!" "Oh, but it sounds like you're having fun in there, right Eddie?" Presumably Eddie, started moaning outside the door making both Jerome and Joy embarrassed and agitated. "I swear the we could hear you from downstairs." The three of them erupted into yet another fit of laughter.
"If that's what you guys funny." He pushed Joy up against the door and smashed his lips once again on hers. After the initial shock had passed, she caught on and started kissing back. Their kiss was raw and very, very loud. She moaned as their tongues battled for dominance.
But still, it needed more. Taking the initiative, Joy took off her gray cardigan, leaving her flimsy button shirt. As her hands tangled into his hair, he managed to open the buttons one by one, smiling as she shivered when his fingers made contact with her skin. He absent-mindedly threw the shirt aside and pulled off his cardigan. Stopping the kiss abruptly, he looked down at her. Her cheeks reddened as she looked at him. Her body looked tiny under his grip. His eyebrows quirked as if to ask, More?
In response she managed to giggle. "Guys, ok, you can come out now. Please, this is getting..." Eddie sounded amused and disturbed. "We would if you would open the door." The lock popped revealing the three, all wearing shocked expressions. Nobody could blame them. There stood Jerome, his hair messy, his shirt somewhat unbuttoned, and then there stood Joy, struggling to get her shirt on while trying to pull her skirt down.
"Slimeball, if you do anything to hurt-" Patricia's shaky voice signalled she wanted to claw at his throat. Joy was precious to Patricia, and anybody that hurt her would have to deal with her. "Don't worry Trixie, I wouldn't dare hurt her knowing that she has you as a bodyguard." He added an eyeroll in to annoy her. "Come on Joy, let's go down the breakfast." She blushed as his arm drapped around her shoulders.
"You'll go to hell if you hurt her slimeball." Patricia's voice wasn't angry anymore but it was joking as if she were ok with the whole arrangement. Had Joy liked him before he told her? But at this point the pair weren't listening to them, but focusing on each other, focusing on how they walked in tandem, his arm holding her close. "Um... Am I missing something?" Nina commented as they into the dining room. They sneaked a small smile at each other and let each other go, sitting next to each other.
"Oh, nothing much," Joy giggled earning a strange look from Nina. "Okay...?" She quickly turned back and whispered to Fabian who looked at her with skeptical eyes. As soon as everyone got down to breakfast though, all hell broke loose. "Oh God, I think I'm gonna throw up." Patricia commented entering the room earning stares from Nina, Fabian, Mick and Mara. "Seriously guys, what's going on?" Mick asked mirroring everyone else's confusion. Eddie and Alfie looked about ready to burst into a bout of laughter when Patricia slapped both of them.
"Alfie, care to explain?" Eddie asked, struggling to contain his laughter. He and Alfie were probably the only ones that found the current situation funny. Everybody else looked eager to learn what was going on between the two. "Well..." Alfie said stretching the word earning a glare from both Jerome and Joy," We found little Ms. Mercer and Mr. Clarke snogging this morning." Joy seemed to shrink in her seat, stabbing her pancakes ferociously.
"What?" That was the only Mara managed to stutter out. "You heard it here first." Eddie replied, shoving pancake into his mouth. The whole table seemed to quiet down for a minute letting the news sink in.
"You mean you two...? What... How?" Fabian asked in his natural awkwardness. Jerome rolled his eyes: Fabian was too innocent for his own good, it was like talking to a toddler. "How? Oh Fabian, I thought you'd know how to kiss." Fabian turned scarlet as the room snickered.
Over the course of their breakfast, everyone still whispered. Were they a couple? Were they just going to be friends with benefits? Was Joy over Fabian? But Jerome and Joy were too preoccupied in a game of footsie to care.
"What are you all still doing here? Time to go lovelies!" Trudy's voice called enthusiastically. Groans were heard collectively across the table. Everyone rushed towards the exit as did Joy until Jerome's hand caught hers.
He pulled her close to his chest and asked," Well, are you willing to take a risk Mercer?" "Yes." She whispered back at him, looking straight into his blue eyes. And with that she planted her syrupy blueberry lips on his.
~0o0o0o0~ So whaddya think? Patrome is next, and it starts off exactly the same as this one does, ok? No flames please and reviews are appreciated. Eskimo kisses, z3stygurl97
P.S DOES ANYONE LIKE MY NEW WRITING STYLE OF MAKING THE PARAGRAPHS LONGER? NO ONE HAS BOTHERED TO TELL ME YET! :)