I'm feeling generous today. Maybe that's why I'm posting so much.
Disclaimer: I do not own HoA.
"Alfie, would you rather kiss a rock, or Patricia?"
"…a rock?" Alfie squeaked, causing Patricia to shoot him a glare and a slight look of hurt.
"Alright, Alfie, would you rather kiss Patricia or Amber?" Both girls looked at Alfie, and Jerome grinned as he saw the uncomfortable spot Alfie was now in. Alfie glanced around nervously, but opened his mouth to reply.
"…-"
"…Erm," Alfie coughed, "Amber?"
"Aww, Alfie!" Amber squealed, running over and throwing her arms around him. "You're so sweet!" Alfie grinned, looking elated. "But seriously," Amber added. "Not going to happen."
Alfie nodded, and Amber walked away and sat down.
"Okay. How about…Jerome?" Nina said. "Jerome, would you rather…"
"Kiss Mara or…Nina?" Fabian interrupted. As Nina and Mara glared at him Fabian held up his hands in defense and said, "What? Would you rather I say Alfie?"
Everyone glanced away from Fabian and looked at the tall, blonde teen in front of them.
"What?" Jerome asked irritably. "Oh, alright. Mara, I guess."
Mara blushed while Nina blinked and shrugged. Mick frowned, but said nothing, looking silently at Mara. I'm going to have to talk to her soon, Mick thought.
"Okay, how about you, Mick," Patricia cut in. "Would you rather…"
"Go for days without food, or go for days without water?" Alfie cut in, laughing. Mick glared at him as everyone else joined in, but stayed quiet, thinking it over.
"Well…I know you can last longer without food than you can without water…but what would I do without it?" Mick mused aloud.
"Mick," Mara interrupted, "This is a life or death decision here."
"Oh, alright, food."
"Good choice, Mickey," Jerome smirked at him and glanced away. "Alright, Nina, since you have so much cheek, how about you?"
Fabian bristled, but Nina put a comforting had on his arm. "Okay," she replied. "Shoot."
Jerome blinked at her for a moment before continuing. "Fine. Would you rather…not kiss Fabian, or kiss Fabian?"
Nina blinked, feeling a blush rising to her cheeks. "Well-"
But her answer was interrupted as there came the sound of squealing tires and a car door slam.
*smirk* Well the poor boy had to be introduced sometime. If you know who or what I'm talking about, good for you. If not, all will be exchanged in chapter eight…
And sorry for the short chapter, but I'm trying to make up for lost time by updating my stories...
Anyway...
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