I own nothing HOA!
What do you think?
"Hey, Patricia, are you okay?" Mara asked walking up to me after class.
"Yeah I'm fine," I answered, as I watched Jerome and Alfie fooling around.
"Are you sure? You seemed pretty mad this morning," she pointed out.
"I'm fine Mara," I answered, looking away from Jerome and Alfie as Jerome's icy blue eyes met mine.
"Just the two girls I wanted to see," Jerome drawled as he threw his arms around both mine and Mara's shoulders.
"Shove off Jerome," I warned as I threw his arm off of me.
"Feisty, aren't we Trix," he smirked.
"Jerome," I warned. He knew exactly which buttons to push to get a rise out of me.
"What?" he raised his hands in mock surrender. "What's the problem with some friendly banter between old friends?"
"There's no problem with that, except for the fact that we have never been and will never be friends Jerome."
"And here I was all this time thinking we were best mates," Jerome teased.
"Very funny," I replied haughtily.
"I know, right?" he smirked. "What do you say to spending our lunch hour together watching Alfie try and win over Amber?" Jerome proposed.
"Only in your dreams Slimeball," I whipped around and took off in the opposite direction from where Alfie and Amber stood.
"Oh come on, lighten up Trix," Jerome yelled after my retreating form.
I kept walking, not even acknowledging him. I hated to admit it, but sometimes bickering with Jerome could be entertaining.