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I was bored and came up with this. Let me know what you think. The rest will be up soon, enjoy!


"What are you up to Trixie?" Jerome asked me as I stomped down the stairs.

"None of your business Jerome," I snapped. I was already late and Jerome was the last person I wanted to talk to right now.

"I beg to differ," he smiled slyly as I reached the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm not in the mood Jerome," I pushed past him.

"Oh, come on Trix," Jerome begged.

"Shut it," I ordered as I walked into the dining room, where everyone else was already eating.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," Alfie piped up as he made a face out of his pancakes.

"Trix always wakes up on the wrong side of the bed," Jerome teased as he brushed past me.

"Jerome I'm warning you that's the last straw," I threatened.

"Oh, what are you going to do to me Trix?" Jerome goaded me on.

"You don't want to find out," I snapped as I threw my things to the floor with a thud and started to close in on him, like a lioness hunting her prey.

"Whoa Trix I didn't mean anything by it," Jerome looked like a deer in the headlights.

"Yeah right," I continued to close in, my fists closed tightly at my side. I wasn't sure what I planned on doing to Jerome, but I was sick and tired of all of his shit.

"What's going on in here?" Trudy came into the silent room, taking in the sight of me closing in on Jerome and everyone else looking silently onward. "Patricia, what are you doing?" Trudy asked, her face etched with worry.

"Nothing. I just thought I'd teach Jerome here a lesson, but he's really not worth my time," I narrowed my eyes at him and whipped around, my hair whipping Jerome in the face in the process. I stormed over to the table grabbed a piece of toast and my things and left everyone staring after me.