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Everyone has their own way to relax with their girlfriend. Jerome knew that much, and when he was single, he had often wondered what his would be. Nina and Fabian would read a large history book- for their own enjoyment and not the mystery. Patricia and Eddie would always end up eating, and comparing tastes. Mick and Joy would always be talking about how they were just a match made in heaven and it was all about fate. Alfie and Amber were either gossiping or talking about fashion. So Jerome wondered, when he was with Mara, what theirs would be.

And after one week of dating her, he knew he would have to find out. He didn't understand why he had to be so awkward.

"Relax," Eddie told him "It's the simple thing, like the way her hair smells,"

"The way her hand fits in yours," Alfie grinned

"Her hugs," Fabian looked up from his work

"The way her head fits perfectly into the crook of your neck," Mick nodded, throwing the ball up, then catching it.

Jerome looked at all of them, then frowned. They were all in his and Alfie's room. Alfie on his bed, playing a video game. Jerome on his bed, crossed legged and thinking. Fabian at the desk doing his homework, Mick on the floor, playing with his football, and Eddie leaning against the door, legs outstretched, eating a weird mixture of pizza and spaghetti.

"But what if I don't find one?" he asked exasperated. The four boys sighed

"Jerry, relax," Eddie shook his head, swallowing "It will be natural, it will happen before you even realise it."

"Just look up, and you realise. This is your comfortable position," Mick nodded, thinking about him and Joy. She was so small and perfect. He had thought it was Amber, the fashion obsessed one, then he thoughts it was Mara, the smart shy one. But he realised it was Joy. Fashion and shy. The normal between extremes, even though Alfie and Jerome would probably kill him if he voiced his thoughts.

"You two probably already have one," Fabian said, placing down his pencil and spinning on the chair to face Jerome "And you don't even realize it."

"Doubt it," Jerome pursed his lips "I remember every second with her, and we haven't found our moment yet,"

"Is she worrying about it?" Alfie asked curiously

"Well…no." Jerome admitted, scratching the back of his neck, all the boys groaned.

"Well then relax!" Eddie cried "For goodness sake Jerome! If Mara's not worried about it, you surely don't need to be! You're girlfriends the smartest girl in the whole school, take a deep breath. Have a sandwich or something."

"Oh I could go for one, in the mood for cheese." Mick nodded along.

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Jerome stood in front of the mirror, everyone had gone out, apart from Patricia and Eddie, but they were both upstairs. Mara was reading in the living room, and Jerome was worrying about how he looked. He normally looked impeccable, but he wanted to look even better for Mara.

He ran his hands through his hair sideways. Liking the few spikes that flopped down over his eyes. It looked good. He was wearing a white shirt, with a blue collar, and dark jeans. He decided to give himself a break and walked calmly into the living room. Mara was on the sofa, her nose stuck in a book. And she looked heartbreakingly perfect. She was wearing her glasses, her hair in two pig tails tied with pink ribbon. A long purple cardigan and a black skirt with a blue top.

"Jaffray," Jerome grinned, relaxing as his voice filled the silence. Mara looked up and smiled back

"Jerome," she grinned, bookmarking her page and setting it down. "What's up?"

"Just wondered, wanna do something together?"

"Sure." Mara nodded eagerly, and it made his heart jolt. "What?"

"Movie?"

"We did that yesterday,"

"Prank?"

"Jerome."

"….go for a walk?"

"It's raining."

"You suggest something, my little brainiac," he grinned, falling into the cushy brown armchair. Mara frowned for a moment, before her eyes sparkled, she pulled out a cross word.

"Wanna help me finish my crossword?"

Jerome laughed "Only you could offer something like a crossword with such enthusiasm," he chuckled "Sure,"

Mara walked over to him, and perched herself onto the edge of the arm chair, and they started.

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About two hours later, they had done 12 crosswords, and were on their 13th. When Jerome realised. He'd done it. They'd got their comfortable position. Mara had eventually slid down, so she was sat on his lap, leaning against one arm of the chair, while her legs draped off the other one. He had one hand behind her shoulders, and the other hand on her bare thigh, which left his fingers tingling. She filled in the word.

"Great! Only two more! A five letter word for joy?" she turned to him, she knew the answer, but she wanted to check. But Jerome simply stared at her, his expression unreadable. "Jerome?"

And he leaned in, kissing her softly. Mara kissed him back, a blush rising to her cheeks. Amber always said that when a boy kissed you for no reason, that he loved you. Well that was good.

"Jerome?" she asked, dazed.

"Happy,"

Mara laughed, filling in the answer to the crossword, deciding not to bother him with her questions, he looked like he was in a very good mood.

And that made her very happy indeed.

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