Jerome's POV
Mick and I were working on our next idea to impress Mara which he completely stole from me. We were writing poems, Mick completed it first.
Mara Jaffray
Your special time in May
shouldn't be the only time
or it'll be a crime
Mine was
Mara Mara Mara
Your pretty and nice
Mara Mara Mara
Your smart and kind
Mara read them both while smiling.
"Which one do you like better?" I asked hoping it was mine
"Well Jerome honestly Mick's was better" Mara replied
"How?" I asked
"Well first it didn't rhyme and you used true wrong version of your" Mara said and gave Mick a hug. Mare walked upstairs while Mick punched his fist in the air mouthing 'YES!'
We both glared at each other and went on with the day.
Sorry it's short I'll probably update a little more later today and get started on the Jabian/Foy story!