I don't own House of Anubis.

This takes place in season 2. Just so you know. Thanks to my three reviewers, RandomGirl888, Keddie love, and LuvFiction Xxxx. I didn't get to do the Victor one, and someone requested Nina, so here it is. Jerina! As always, request couples if you'd like and I WILL get to the Victor/Jerome one. BTW, does anyone know their couple name?

Nina Martin sat by herself, idly drawing curving lines all over her paper. It was seeming to take the form of a flower. She felt a presence beside her and she hastily covered the paper, worried it was a teacher.

"What's so important that you have to hide?"

Nina exhaled a sigh of relief; it was only Jerome. He took a seat next to her. Usually Fabian sat there, but then again, class hadn't started and she was the first one there.

"I'm just sketching," Nina said in reply. "I like to draw patterns sometimes; don't you?"

"Me? Patterns?" Jerome snorted, slinging his backpack off his shoulder. His thin, pale fingers worked the paper away from Nina's hands. Nina inhaled sharply at his cold touch.

"So if you don't draw, what are your pastimes?" Nina found herself asking as she watched Jerome's fingers trace the design printed. Jerome let go, the paper drifting downwards onto the desk as he looked up, his electrifying blue eyes meeting her green ones.

"I was never fond of pastimes," Jerome said slowly. "I like secrets, though, don't you?" This he said mockingly. Nina suspected he was trying to mimic Finnik Odair from the Hunger Games.

"Oh, stop trying to be charming," Nina said dryly.

"Who's trying?" Jerome smirked, leaning over to stare at Nina. Nina blushed to have the boy so close to her. "Say, have any secrets you'd like to share?" His breath smelt of mint, and his lips had such a taunting look to them. She breathed in sharply, already imagining what it would be to kiss those lips-

"I have no secrets," Nina said quickly, cutting off her own thoughts.

"An open book, are you?" Jerome said calmly. "I am interested, Nina Martin. So what then are your favorite pastimes?"

"Me?" Nina asked stupidly. "I like to solve puzzles, I guess. And evaluate things..."

"Hm," Jerome nodded, but Nina couldn't help but feel like she failed some sort of test.

"So, then, what are your secrets?" Nina tried to be seductive but ended up sounding desperate- at least in her opinion. Jerome chuckled at how she was trying too hard. He found it kind of cute.

"Oh, and here I thought you'd figured them all out," Jerome joked. "Haven't you heard the rumors, Nina?"

"Rumors?" Nina echoed. "What rumors?"

"There are no rumors," Jerome said slowly, a smile spreading over his lips as his eyes scanned her face, waiting for a reaction. Nina couldn't help but laugh shyly.

"You Brits are really strange; you know that, right?" Nina asked.

"You Americans aren't that normal either; you know that, right?" Jerome mimicked her words.

"So, um," Nina said. "How come you're here early?"

"Is it early?" Jerome feigned shock. "I hadn't noticed."

"Jerome..." Nina began.

"Take a joke," Jerome cut her off. "And to answer your question, I'm here early because I got out of class early. Now that you mention it, how come the others aren't here? Mara is always early..." Nina felt a pang of- well, something- as he mentioned Mara.

"So, how are you and Mara doing?" Nina asked casually. Jerome paused, contemplating her question for a few seconds.

"We're not together," Jerome said. "I try, Martin, I do, but she doesn't seem to notice. She's caught up with Mick. I don't know what it is; am I not as handsome as he is or something?" He looked depressed now, and Nina wanted to hold him and comfort him so badly.

"Oh come on. Jerome Clarke thinks he's not handsome?" Nina teased. "Who are you and what have you done to Jerome?"

"I'm not conceited or anything," Jerome said, amused as he looked at Nina. "I just like to seem... like I am better than other people. Because then again, I probably am."

"Always the modest one, aren't you," Nina said dryly, and Jerome gave a small laugh. "

"I'm going to look outside," Jerome said. "It's weird how even the teacher isn't here yet." Nina nodded her consent as she looked around the empty classroom. Jerome looked out of the window and then pulled on the handle of the door. Then harder.

"What?" Nina asked, noticing how frantically he was pulling at the door.

"We're locked in," Jerome said slowly.

"Locked in?" Nina echoed. "As in, we can't get out?"

"That's ideally what 'locked in' should mean," Jerome said. Nina ignored his sarcasm.

"That's just great," Nina moaned. "What about Mrs. Andrews? Do you think she'll come by and unlock the door? And what about class?"

"Who knows?" Jerome shrugged. His phone gave a pinging sound and he pulled it out. Nina watched him silently; the way his eyelashes stood out against his fair skin, so long and perfect. She watched as his brow furrowed, and then as he turned a shade of red.

"Are you okay?" Nina asked cautiously.

"It's Amber," Jerome said. "She locked us in here and told Mrs. Andrews that Alfie was in serious pain in a closet and locked her in there-"

"Why?" Nina asked, mystified.

"She said, and I quote, 'You both need a new love since you can't seem to work it out with the people you like.' Here, read it." Jerome held out his phone as proof.

"Ugh, now what?" Nina groaned.

"Isn't it obvious? We become lovers," Jerome wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Nina gave him a what-the-fuck face and he burst into laughter. "I got you."

"Oh," Nina breathed laughingly. "Of course you were..."

"Relax, Martin," Jerome said. "I won't tear you away from your precious Fabian." He laid a finger teasingly on her nose, making Nina laugh gently.

"NOW KISS!" Amber yelled from the other side of the door.

"AMBER!" Nina called.

"Never let her win," Jerome cautioned, seeing that Nina was ready to give her a piece of her mind. Jerome laid a hand on her arm, making her insides become electrified at his touch.

"But-" Nina said.

"We comply," Jerome smirked. "And then when she opens the door, make a run for it."

"Wait, what are you-" Nina was cut off by a pair of lips on hers. Amber, overjoyed, opened the door and Jerome broke away, smiling down at Nina softly.

"Ready?" he whispered.

"Oh yeah," Nina smiled mischievously.

"See? It was a good idea," Amber was saying, but Jerome grabbed Nina's hand in one quick moment and rushed her out of the rooms. "Guys! What are you doing?!" Jerome closed the door and locked it before Amber could leave.

"JEROME!" Amber yelled. Nina and Jerome exchanged laughs as they walked away.

"No weird-ish feelings about that kiss, right?" Jerome said.

"None," Nina assured him. Jerome gave her a grin before he walked away. Nina exhaled sadly. Well, it was nice while it lasted.

HEEEEY SEXY LADY! Yes, I am speaking to you. You should review. You know you want to. ;)