Hey guys! OK so this isn't my story in which I'll be using your characters, mainly because I still haven't gotten my final male character (so anyone who wants to enter one, check out my other story! But anyway, even when I DO receive all the characters, the story won't be posted for a while.

So I'm going to be writing this story for your reading needs! And your romance needs! Specifically, your JARA needs! Yay!

It's basically going to be a bunch of random drabbles about Jerome and Mara. Emphasis on random. Trust me.

Drabble 1! Homework problems…

Jerome looked down at the math equations and sighed, running his hand through his hand through his hair. What was the good of Algebra anyway? He thought. Unfortunately, no one was home at the moment. Everyone was at some extracurricular club, or in detention (Alfie has Jerome to thank for that), even Trudy was out at the supermarket. Only Victor was home, but Jerome didn't even want to think about asking him for help.

Suddenly,I heard the front door open. Thinking it was Trudy; I called out, "Trudy! Could you make me a sandwich? I need brain food!"

But when Mara entered the room, I smirked. She frowned.

"You're not Trudy, I suppose, but I guess you could still make me a good sandwich." I said grinning at her. She sighed frustrated at sat down across from me, pulling out her Spanish II books.

"I'm not your maid, Jerome, and neither is Trudy. Make yourself a sandwich," She replied opening the books and clicking her pen, beginning to write down answers.

"Feisty, aren't we Mara?" I said cockily and even though her head was down I could practically see her rolling her eyes "Fine, fine. I'll get up and attempt making a sandwich. I'll probably burn the kitchen down in the process though…"

I waited for her to get up, say something, offer to make me the sandwich so I wouldn't burn the house down. But all she did was continue to write down those answers to her homework.

"Mara, please, work with me here. If you're not going to make me food the least you could do is help me." I said frustrated at that point. She lifted her head and smiled at me.

"Took you long enough," she said as she stuffed her Spanish books back in her bag and took out our Algebra books. She came and sat in the chair next to me.

"So, what don't you understand?" She asked finding the page. I gestured my hand to my blank notebook page.

"None of it." I replied. She sighed.

"But this is so easy! Come on I know you can do this!" She said and began explaining it to me. We had 50 questions to do for homework, she helped me with the first 36 before I finally had begun to understand it.

"So, if you have 3x+5+x^2+x+6 you'd get…" She said looking to me for the answer. I thought for a moment.

"x^2+4x+11?" I responded almost as if asking a question. She laughed and gave a little cheer.

"Yes! You finally got it!" She laughed. She went to put down her pencil on the paper, but couldn't get it off her hand, I smiled, her face became angry.

"Jerome! What did you do? Glue my pencil to my hand?" She asked me annoyed.

"No…I industrial glued the pencil to your hand." Replied smirking. She let out a frustrated groan "Oh, don't fret about it Mara, I have the solution for it. But…"

"What do you want Jerome?" she asked me huffing angrily.

"Want to go out with me into town later? Catch a movie perhaps? I hear the one about the vampires is to die for!" I said, almost sarcastically.

"Are you…are you asking me out on a date?" She replied, anger forgotten. My head swarmed, I felt my face go pale.

"No, no! Not at all! You know, just friends and all, right? Besides, I was thinking of maybe going to that café 'round the corner after so we could discuss your new chores list anyways?" I replied quickly. The smile that had formed on her face before now had melted.

"So this is what I get for tutoring you, huh?" She asked.

"This wasn't tutoring, this was one friend helping another with homework," I replied.

"Nope, I'm pretty sure this was tutoring…" I was about to make a comeback when she stopped me "Look, in return for 'tutoring you' you'll get the pencil unstuck from my hand…and disable any pranks you had set for later…" Ah, she knew me all too well "and I'll go to the movie with you. But only as friends…and you have to pay."

She rushed out of the room before I could reject the offer and I sighed.

Well, she agreed to the movie at least.

At least I got one good thing out of struggling with homework.

So you feelin' it? Bad first chapter, I know, ugh! They'll get better. So the next chapter's going to be completely different from this one. I mean, if you guys REALLY want me too, maybe sometime in the future I'll write the movie theatre drabble but I already have an idea for the next one ;)

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