Ok, hi everyone. This is my first House of Anubis fanfic, so I hope you guys like it. Go Jara!

Jerome lay in his bed, staring at the ceiling. On the ground below hi, Poppy was flipping through some of Amber's gossip magazines.

Jerome would never admit it, but he liked being near his sister. There really was no one else to hang out with. Alfie had ditched him for the Sibunas. Eddie was always too busy, all joy talked about was Fabian, so that left Mara.

After Poppy left, Jerome crept upstairs to Mara's room.

Mara and Joy were sitting in their room. Joy was going on and on about Fabian, and Mara was focused on Mick's OpenBook profile online. A smile suddenly crept onto her face.

"Joy!" She shrieked. "Mick's coming to visit!"

"Were you listening to anything I said about Fabes?" Joy asked. She walked over and peeked over Mara's shoulder.

"See, right there. It says 'Going home to visit my friends and family for a week or two..'!" Mara was practically shouting now.

"I see. It also says he can't wait to see his girlfriend." Joy said.

"I haven't seen him in months. I need to look good."

"When is he coming?"

Tomorrow!"

Out in the hall, Jerome was pressed up against the door listening to Mara and Joy's conversation.

So the meathead was coming back, he thought. Grunting, he went downstairs where everyone was sitting down for dinner.

"Ok, everyone, my famous lasagnia!" Trudy said happily. She set it on the table. Vera put down a pitcher of lemonade, just as Mara came rushing in.

"Guess what?" She cried. She didn't wait for anyone to guess. "Mick's coming to vist!"

Only Amber squealed alongside Mara. Eddie looked confused and Jerome wanted to explode. Everyone else remained expressionless.

Later that night, Mara dragged Amber to her room.

"Will you please help me look nice for Mick?" Mara pleaded. "Pick out an outfit, hair and makeup?"

"No," Amber simply stated.

"What? Why? Are you jealous?"

"No, I'm totally over Mick. But, he left a phone call, saying he'll be arriving at twelve noon tomorrow." Amber said.

"So?" Mara was truly confused.

"For someone so smart, you're not very smart, Mars." Amber shook her head. "Tomorrow is Monday. Monday means school. School means uniform."

"Oh, well you could still do my hair and makeup."

"Fine."

Mara grinned, as Amber opened the door to leave.

Jerome was perched outside the door. He nearly fell over when Amber opened it.

"What are you doing?" Amber asked, her tone suspicious.

"Nothing." He turned and headed for the stairs. An idea suddenly popped into his head. "Tell me, Ambs. What are you planning on doing to Mara to make her look presentable?"

"Like I would tell you. Why do you care anyway?"

"I don't, I don't. Just wanted to be supportive, you know?" Jerome lied. Supportive? As if.

"Well if you must know, I'm flat ironing her hair, then for her face, going for a natural look. " Amber went on and on, but Jerome had gotten enough info.

"Sorry I asked." Jerome muttered. He headed down the stairs, leaving behind an angry Amber.

Jerome cut fourth period so he could get to the house. Mara and Amber were skipping lunch, in forty minutes, so they could get ready. So, Jerome had to work fast. He rushed down the hall. Alfie walked quietly behind him.

"So, why are we doing this?" Alfie asked.

Jerome sighed. "Well mate, we are the prank kings at school, but we haven't pulled a prank in weeks. We are going to lose our reputation." Jeromeled.

Alfie nodded totally believing his best friend.

"Fool." Jerome muttered.

"Say something Mate?" Alfie asked.

"Nothing." Jerome muttered. As much as Jerome loved Alfie, he was so stupid sometimes. But he was good company, a great prank partner, and the best, best friend.

The pair entered the room that Patricia, Mara, and Joy shared. Jerome took out all of Mara's makeup from inside a drawer while Alfie opened the paint. He then pulled out bottles of food coloring from his pockets. Then the boys got to work.

Jerome squeezed drops of food coloring onto each tube of lipstick and then moved onto her eye shadow. Finally with seven minutes left on the clock, they moved onto the finale.

Jerome dunked a huge paintbrush into the green paint. Alfie lifted up the flat iron and Jerome carefully painted the irons. Laughing the boys left the room.

Mara and Joy rushed home at lunch that day.

"Ok, let's get started. I want really want to flat iron your hair!" Amber cried.

"Ok, ok, let's do it." Mara laughed. "Make me look marvelous for Mick."

Neither girl noticed the two boys by the door.

Amber picked up the flat iron and ran it through a strand of Mara's hair. Then she leaned back for the result and shrieked in horror.

"Your hair!" aber freaked.

"What? What is it?" Mara was panicking now.

"Your hair, it's green!"

Jerome and Alfie were cracking up. Their laughter stopped short when they looked up to see two terrifying girls staring at them. You could practically see steam coming from Amber's ears and mara's flaming eyes.

"What did you use in my hair?" Mara asked, trying her best to keep calm, but tears streamed down her face.

Seeing her cry made Jerome's face soften.

"GREEN ACRILIC PAINT!" Alfie shouted. He raised a hand for a high five, but Jerome ignored it.

"Woah Mars! What happened to your hair?"

Everyone turned toward the voice. Jerome grunted when he saw who had spoken,

"Mick." Mara sniffled. She didn't want Mick to see her like this.

"Oh babes, don't cry. You look fine. Everything looks good on you." Mick tried reassuring his girlfriend.

"I don't know." Amber began. "If she wants highlights, maybe she should do red like Patricia did before. Green isn't really your color, Mara."

Mara's sobs just grew louder. Alfie shot Amber a look. Amber looked confused.

"The paint should wash out in two weeks or so." Jerome added.

Everyone just ignored him.