This was prompted by greenkittycat, and it's way longer than it shoulda been...1,010 words...

"Good morning," Mara smiled at her friends, bouncing into the dining room.

Everyone mumbled hellos and she sat down in her usual spot next to Jerome's. Mara waited for Jerome's regular 'Morning, Jeffray', but it never came.

"Where's Jerome?" she asked.

"He left early," Alfie replied, stuffing a forkful of pancakes in his mouth.

"Jerome Clarke left early for school?" Joy said doubtfully.

Alfie shrugged, unable to make words come out of his overly stuffed mouth.

"I'm going to go catch up with him," Mara announces, grabbing an apple and bolting out the door.

Outside, the sun was just rising and a light breeze swayed Mara's black hair gently. After a quick glance around the yard Mara realized Jerome must be over at the school by now. She hopped down the stairs and hugged her school blazer tighter around her as the chilly England air surrounded her. Goosebumps rose on Mara's legs as she crossed the yard to the school. Anubis was the closest house to the school on campus. In minutes Mara was walking through the doors of the school. The hallways were empty and silent as she strolled along. She saw a few people in the class rooms or down other hallways but never spotted Jerome. Eventually she gave up after walking through the entire school. She bit into the apple she held and made her way to her locker. She spun her combination into the dial and the door clicked open. Grabbing the book for first period and the book she needed for the class she had a test for later that day (even though she already knows the subject forward and back), she shut her locker and hurried down the hallway to the first door on the left side of the hall. She took a seat at the front of the class room and took out the book and her notebook, and then her iPod. Switching shuffle on, she flipped her notebook open and began writing her multiplication tables down from memory.

Mara hid behind the wall and watched him as he climbed into a hailed cab. Mara ran to the one she'd called minutes before and told the driver to follow Jerome's taxi with a quick please. After a rather lengthy ride, Mara's curiosity dissolved worry when Jerome's cab pulled into a hospital parking lot. Mara paid the driver as Jerome hurried in through the sliding double doors. Mara snuck in just as Jerome was strolling past the front desk and greeting the middle aged woman sitting there as if he'd been there before. Trying to follow him through several hallways without having a single thing to hide behind was difficult; especially with how many times Jerome had twisted around to look behind him. After one last flight of stairs and two more hallways, Jerome stopped in front of the last door on the left side of the hallway; 513. He opened it silently and shut it gently. Mara tip toed up to the door and pressed her ear to it.

"Hey," she heard Jerome greet whoever was with him. She detected a small smile in his voice.

"Hey," a quiet girl's voice repeated. Mara sucked in a breath.

Who was Jerome visiting?

"How're you feeling?" Jerome asked.

"Can I help you?" a stern voice said behind her.

Mara gasped, shooting up from her crouched position. "I—I," she stammered, turning to the doctor, probably in his mid-forties. He had graying brown hair which was slicked back and green eyes that bore into Mara almost painfully. He arched an eyebrow at her hesitance and jerked his head to the elevator across from them.

"I'm going to have to ask you to leave,"

Jerome stared at the girl on the hospital bed. "How're you feeling?"

"I'm fine, Gerbil," Poppy rolled her eyes. "I told you, I didn't know the brownies had peanuts. It was just a little allergic reaction."

Jerome sighed, running a hand through his hair and taking a seat next to Poppy on the bed. "Us Clarkes and our peanut allergies,"

"I know right?" Poppy giggled, and then turned to him seriously with an eyebrow arched. "Did you skip your last three classes to come visit me? Again,"

"…no…"

"Sure,"

"I had to avoid Mara today too," he told her.

"You haven't told her I'm in the hospital have you?" Poppy rolled her eyes again.

"No," Jerome hopped off the bed and headed to the door. "I'm getting a drink, want something?"

"Cola," Poppy replied without a second thought.

Jerome rolled his eyes but nodded.

When he opened the door he had to stop abruptly to keep from ramming into Poppy's doctor and…Mara.

"No, listen, I'm just trying to find out who—Jerome." Mara gasped when her eyes landed on him.

"Mr. Clarke, this girl is claiming she knows you and your sister." The doctor sighed tiredly.

"Sister…" Mara mumbled, eyes growing wide and a blush filling her cheeks.

"Thank you, Dr. Reynolds." Jerome nodded at the man.

Reynolds gave a small nod to the two and walked off shaking his head and grumbling under his breath.

"Mara, what are you doing?" Jerome chuckled, turning to his girlfriend.

"I'm sorry, Jerome, I just got curious…"

"Mara it's—" Mara continued and Jerome closed his mouth.

"I didn't trust you…" the raven haired girl continued to ramble, paying no attention to Jerome trying to talk to her.

"Mara—"

"I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to break up with m—"

"Mara," Jerome gripped her shoulders, forcing her to look at him. "Shut up."

Mara's mouth snapped shut as his command.

"Do you want me to break up with you?" he asked seriously.

"No! I—"

"Then stop saying I should." Jerome's eyebrows drew together as he stared at her incredulously.

Mara breathed out slowly and nodded.

A deep chuckle erupted from Jerome's throat. "Come on, Jeffray," he kissed her forehead and wrapped slung an arm around her shoulders, hugging her close to his side as he pulled her down the hallway. "Let's go get a drink."

Guess what. I have an exstention of this drabble. A full one-shot! I'm uploading it right after I upload this. Read it! You'll see more of this story. See, what had happened was, when I was writing this I planned on having the drabble at least 800-900 words. Didn't happen. It grew into over 2,000 words. The story just flowed right outta me; I can't explain it...

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