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Patricia flipped to the next page to continue reading, highlighting the things that popped out at her. The first half of the chemistry book was cluttered with yellow highlighted paragraphs. The other textbooks surrounding the auburn haired girl were also highlighted. But she was going to read through them again. She was starting to feel like Mara. She was crowded by textbooks, notebooks, papers, pens and pencils, notes from a couple months ago to the last week of school. The biggest test of Patricia's life was going to take place on Friday, which meant she had three days to finish studying as much as she could. One problem though, she couldn't seem to focus, or remember everything.

Jerome and Alfie were running around the house, laughing for no apparent reason. They'd run upstairs, you'd hear a bang and then they'd run past the door of the common room and back to their room, barely able to stand up they were laughing so hard.

And her brain was full. She couldn't believe how Mara fit all the information into her head and then kept it there for a few days. She could ask, but maybe Mara didn't have a way she could remember everything, maybe it just came naturally.

"Hey, Yacker,"

Patricia didn't look up. She didn't need to, she already knew it was Eddie Sweet, her boyfriend; he was the only person in the universe that called her Yacker. He had such a privilege and he didn't even know it.

He moved the stacked books off the left side of the old, leather sofa she was sitting on and plopped down next to her, draping his right arm over the back of the couch behind her. He leaned forward and looked over her shoulder at the words she was reading over again.

"What're you doing?" he whispered into her ear.

"Studying," She replied absently.

"Can you stop for a while?" he asked.

"No, I need to study as much as I can."

"Why?"

"For the test on Friday, doofus," She sighed with annoyance and flipped to the next page.

"But, can't you take like, a five minute, maybe two hour break?" the blonde mumbled, scooting closer to her and resting his chin on her shoulder.

"Two hours? No." Patricia scoffed.

"Oh, come on; let's go see a movie or something." Eddie whined softly.

Patricia looked away from the book but not at Eddie. She gazed at the window across from her for a moment with an annoyed expression and then sighed, looking back at the book and highlighting something.

Eddie reached his left hand over and ran the back of it down her pale arm until he came to her hand. He pried it away from the book and entwined their fingers. She tried to pull out of his grasp but he held on tightly. As she struggled to take her hand back, he brushed her red hair off her shoulder and onto the other one. He leaned forward a bit more and pecked her cheek.

"Come on, please?" he murmured.

"No." Patricia shook her head, finally tugging her hand out of his.

"But, why?" he whined in a high-pitched, childish voice.

"Because I need to study if I want to pass the test on Friday," She explained.

"I'll study with you, if you go out on a date with me right now." He compromised.

"You'll study with me." she finally turned to him with a look of doubt.

"Yep," he nodded, tilting his head forward and kissing her shoulder where the sleeve of her black sweater had fallen. "Please, Yacker?" he whispered again. This time, it sent chills down Patricia's spine. The way he had said it was low and husky. He leaned in again and kissed her neck, making his way up to her ear. He kissed it, letting his lips linger there for a moment, warm, minty breath giving her chills as it flowed down her neck, and then he moved on to her cheek. He pecked it again and then, he cupped the back of her neck and pulled her face to his, pressing her lips onto his.

"Fine," she mumbled against his lips and he grinned, moving in to kiss her again.

"Get a room."

The couple turned to Jerome as he grabbed an apple with a frown of disgust on his pale face.

"Shut up, Jerry," Eddie rolled his eyes and turned back to his girlfriend, taking the book out of her lap and highlighter out of her hand. He entwined their fingers together again and pulled her up off the couch and out of the house.

So...yeah. Did y'all know I have an Amfie and a Jamber friendship up? Long Distance and Under All of That?

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