AN – I do not own House of Anubis
Jerome. I'm Jerome Clarke, the mysterious boy who always has something to hide. Maybe I do, and maybe I don't.
No – one knows me.
No, of course people know me, just not me. The real me, my past, my present and my future and heck, I don't even know my own future.
Let's talk about life.
Where would I be in ten years time?
I have no clue.
My past is a dark secret that was hidden away for most of my life, until the year everything changed. Mick the meathead left for a poxy sport academy in Australia, which left Mara with the long distant's relationship thing. I felt sorry for her, and when I heard my father was on parole I asked if she would support me. And she did. Now look at me, Mara's my girlfriend and things are moving forward.
I wish I could say the same for Mick; he looked pretty down when he left Anubis that day.
My childhood was never that good. Alfie was my best mate; apart from the odd time we let Patricia in on our secret little pranks and schemes to trick Amber. Most of her time was spent with Joy. Alfie still is my best mate, but it's a complicated relationship, with him and Amber, then Sibuna, I guess it's safe to say I feel left out and abandoned.
Trixie was my only real friend after that. Before, we had shared many secrets. But the biggest one is that...we kissed. One time in Year nine, we had grown really close, and we had become so vulnerable to our friendship...we cracked. It didn't last long though, I guess it just wasn't meant to be and she's way happier with that Eddie dude. After all, I had given him advice on her, hadn't I?
I guess I just don't know my place yet.
Where do I stand?
Lost in this big marching band,
Trying to find my place,
Getting caught in the rat race,
Sometimes I win,
Sometimes I lose,
Wherever I go, I always get bruised,
They look so happy,
And I feel so crappy,
But my conscious tell me "move on",
Because they are gone,
But it's just my day,
Not going my way,
Once again...