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"Hey, guys," Poppy smiled, skipping into the dining room of Anubis House.

The boys looked up and mumbled their greetings as the girls entered the room. They all gave her happy hellos and Mara hugged her tightly as if she was her own sister. Jerome stood up, carrying his plate over to the sink, rinsing it off.

"So what's got you in such a good mood?" he asked, running a hand through his hair.

"Ryan and I have been going out for two weeks exactly today." She said with a bigger smile than before, green-blue eyes brightening.

"You have a boyfriend?" Alfie demanded in shock.

"Two weeks?" Eddie said, wide-eyed.

Jerome frowned down at her as she looked at them in confusion.

"Yeah…why," she tightened her ponytail and brushed her light brown bangs away from her eyes.

"No reason," Eddie mumbled, looking at his table.

"How old is he again?" Jerome questioned his sister and she rolled her eyes.

"Fifteen, Gerbil, is that a problem?"

"J, leave her alone," Mara said sympathetically. "You've met him; he's a very nice guy."

"I'm going to head to school early," the younger Clarke announced. She waved at her brother and his friends and skipped out of the house.

"Yeah, but fifteen year old boys are jerks," Jerome explained.

"And perverts," Eddie added.

"Trust us, we know what we're talking about; we were fifteen once." Alfie said around a mouth full of blueberry muffin.

"And you're still jerks and perverts," Patricia scoffed.

"But fifteen year old boys are worse." Fabian spoke up quietly, the topic sparking a light blush on his pale cheeks.

"I don't understand." Joy shook her head.

"But Poppy's smart and capable of taking her of herself," Mara said.

"And Ryan's a respected guy in school," Amber spoke up.

Jerome shook his head sadly.

"You guys don't get it." Alfie sighed, scratching the back of his head.

"No, you guys are just being so overprotective. Mara already had a conversation with Jerome about this."

"But this is different." Jerome stated.

"He could try and take advantage of her. Some guys wait until an anniversary, two weeks, three months, and then reel 'em in." Eddie explained.

"You guys are just trying to come up with reasons to stalk them." Joy shook her head disapprovingly.

"Yeah, we are, but it's still something that happens." Fabian warned.

"Let's go," Jerome ordered, heading for the door.

The other guys followed close behind, their girlfriends calling after them.

"Poopy," Jerome grinned, wrapping an arm around his little sister as she walked out of her class. "How are you today?"

"I'm fine," she said slowly. "What do you want?"

"I don't want anything." He said sincerely. "So what are you and lover boy doing for your anniversary? It's a big deal. I mean, you're only fourteen and you've been in a relationship for two weeks? What a milestone."

Poppy glared at her brother. "Don't be a jerk, Jerome."

"I'm not trying to be a jerk. You know I just want the best for you." He said seriously.

She looked up at him and sighed. "Ryan won't hurt me. I mean, we were friends like you and Mara were when we started dating."

"But you guys aren't me and Mara." He pointed out.

"Obviously," she rolled her eyes and opened her locker.

"Don't worry; I won't do anything stupid." He promised and spread his arms wide as he started to walk away.

She watched him disappear around the corner and narrowed her eyes, waiting for him to poke his head around, and she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned and smiled. "Hey, Ryan,"

"Hey," he leaned closer to her, hand on her shoulder, and then he stopped, looking behind her. "Um…"

"Ugh, Gerbil, what's wrong with—Eddie? What do you want?" her eyebrows furrowed as she stared up at the American.

"Just wondering how you've been doing." He grinned.

"I just saw you ten…Jerome put you up to this. Didn't he?"

"I would never do anything for Jerry." He denied.

"What's he paying you then?"

"Since when does he pay for things?" he chuckled.

She blinked. "Then why are you talking to me?"

"Like I said, just wondering how you've been doing."

"I'm fine. Bye." She grabbed Ryan's hand and tugged him down the hallway, away from Eddie.

She stopped next to the history class room and blew out a slow breath, leaning against the wall. Ryan chuckled. "I thought your brother was the overprotective one. It's beginning to get suffocating."

"I'm sorry," she moaned, covering her face with her hands.

"It's fine," he smirked, tugging on her side ponytail. He leaned down and kissed her hair. "I've gotta get to class." He mumbled, pulling her hands off her face. He kissed the backs of both of them and winked as he strolled down the hallway.

"He hasn't done anything yet," Alfie shrugged from his post. He stared straight ahead at Poppy and Ryan as they talked on the bench. He held his cellphone closer to his ear, speaking into the four-way call. "They're just talking and laughing."

"Maybe he really isn't going to try anything." Fabian spoke up.

"That leaves the three month anniversary then." Eddie said.

Jerome sighed from the fourth line. "Oh god, I'm being stupid. She's a Clarke. She can handle herself. And if she needs help she knows we're there for her. Abort the mission."

"You sure, mate?" Alfie asked.

"I trust her."

"What about Ryan?" Eddie chuckled.

"He's alright."

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I didn't really like the end... :/

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