100 Themes Challenge

by Purple Snowstorm

Just what the title says - 100 Themes. I'm hoping to get at least one done every day. Wish me luck! Pairings will be: Fabina, Jabian, Amfie, Mickber, Pason, Palfie, Joytricia, Jara, and Moy. Rated T for safety.

5. 4: Rivalry

100 Themes Challenge
by Purple Snowstorm

4. Rivalry
Rating: T (mild cursing)
Pairing(s): Jara, Mickra
Summary: A behind-the-scenes look at Mick and Jerome's relationship after Mick began dating Mara.
Point of View: Third person
Characters: Jerome, Mick, Mara
Genre: Drama/Romance

Jerome paced up and down the entryway, waiting for Mick to return from his training. What was up with the training in the first place? He didn't get the scholarship, after all, and what was the use of applying for another? He was an upper class, Caucasian, English boy whose daddy would pay for anything. Jerome's father hadn't spoken to Jerome for years, for God's sake! If anyone deserved a talent and a scholarship for that talent, it was Jerome.

Finally, the door creaked open and Mick ambled into the house, looking sweaty but proud of himself. Jerome felt an expression of disgust take over his previous anxiety. Mick stopped dead in his tracks as he noticed Jerome. The goofy, proud smile was wiped clean from his face.

"I'm assuming you don't know why I'm here?" inquired Jerome.

Mick shook his head, appearing completely dumbfounded. Then again, when did this sausage-brain not look idiotic and clueless?

"Well, I am here because I believe that Mara has made a poor decision in the boyfriend category." Mick's face didn't change. Jerome sighed in exasperation. "I'm saying that I think you're a bad boyfriend."

Finally, the cluelessness left Mick's face to be replaced by anger. "And what do you mean by that?"

"I mean that I think she deserves better than a meathead like you."

"So you're jealous of me?"

"I never said that," replied Jerome cooly, though his insides burned with jealousy at the thought of Mara with Mick.

"Well, then, who do you think she should be dating, huh?" fired Mick, his anger turning into a boilig rage.

"Probably someone whose head isn't full of hot air," shot back Jerome.

Mick, having no response to Jerome's last insult, ducked away from the tall, blond-haired boy and pounded to his room. Jerome couldn't help but think that he looked like a big baboon.

Honestly, Jerome didn't actually hate Mick. But he was okay with having one or two rivals if it meant getting the girl he wanted.

Word Count: 335

Okay, so I accidentally skipped this one before. Sorry! But now it's up. :P