"That dress is just perf on you Mara!" Joy gushed over Mara's dress. A sleeveless, vintage, medium light tone of rose pink dress with floral patterns embroidered all over it.

"Thank you" Mara blushed at her friend "I like yours too" Mara complimented as she admired her friends dress. A short black dress with a thick, shiny, silver belt.

"Thanks, now let's go in." Joy suggested as they were just a few steps away from the entrance of the school "It's freezing out here."

Mara nodded and linked arms with her best friend as they walked inside together. Inside in the drama room was transformed into a winter wonderland. Fake snow and snowflakes everywhere and a fog machine for extra effect.

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The dance was already in full swing when Jerome arrived. Jerome headed to the table of the football team and his friends, greeting them before he took a sit. Silently, he looked around the room, eyes searching for that one person who consumed most of his thoughts. He easily finds her seated between Joy and Patricia a couple of tables away. Even from afar he could see how beautiful Mara looked tonight.

"I'm not sure what happened between you two that made you guys friends, but remember this" Mick made his presence felt, sitting next to Jerome on the empty chair next to her "Hurt her and I will treat you like the way I treat the balls during practice"

It takes a moment before his words sunk in but neither the less they do.

"I guess I'm safe then" Jerome replied before standing up.

He maneuvered his way to her table and greeted her.

"Hey" he said

"Hey" she replied

"I-I have something to ask you" He stuttered, cursing internally for his mistake. Clarkes don't stutter.

"Oh, okay" Mara stood up from her seat. "What is it?"

"I was wondering if we could talk outside" He suggested and Mara raised an eyebrow before nodding

They walked outside of the building and into the cold winter night. It wasn't snowing yet but it was freezing cold.

"What is it that you want to talk about?" Mara asked as they were in the bleachers near the school field.

Jerome sat on the bleachers and Mara did the same.

"I wanna say thanks" Jerome answered, looking at the girl next to him

"Thanks?" She looked at him with curiosity "For what?"

"For being my friend, I guess" he scratched the back of his neck. "And about, not telling anyone about my father"

"You're welcome" Mara smiled at him. "And I guess, thank you too"

"For what?"

"For, being my friend as well"

"You're very welcome, Jaffray"

An awkward silence lingered in the air as both didn't say a word.

"Uh, hey, would you like to dance?" Jerome asked.

Mara looked skeptical at him before agreeing and giving him his hand. The both walked to the middle of the field before Jerome placed his hands on her waist as Mara wrapped her hands around his neck.

"I know I should have said it earlier but" he paused, looking her in the eyes. Her eyes shone in the moonlight. "You look beautiful tonight"

"Thank you" she blushed as they swayed to the music "You don't look too bad yourself"

"Well," The ever so Jerome smirk appeared on his face "What can I say? I am Jerome Clarke"

"Something's never change, do they?" Mara laughed

"Some" he repeated. He suddenly started to look uncertain.

"Jerome?" Concern was visible in her face "What's the matter?"

"Nothing" He shook his head "It's just…"

"Just what?"

"I was just wondering" he paused, unsure if he should ask. He shook his head, he should ask. It was now or never. "Would you fancy going on a date with me?"

She was too stunned to reply for a moment and Jerome became more nervous every moment she was silent before a smile spread across her face.

"I would love that"

A smile took over Jerome's face before crashing his lips to hers. Both could feel the smile on each other's lips as they kissed.

They pulled apart still smiling as they looked at each other with such admiration. Suddenly Mara felt something gently on her; she looked up to see snow. It was snowing.

"It's snowing" she stated looking up at the dark winter sky

"So it is" he never left his gaze on her, she was just so beautiful.

"You know, it is pretty weird because we do live in England, and the normal –"

She was cut off by his lips molding with hers. She didn't felt the coldness at that moment. All she could feel was him. The boy she thought she hated, they boy she thought was an arrogant, cocky bloke, who only care about himself.

Boy, she was wrong.

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It's that look on his face that she adored so much.

It's that look on his face that she loved so much.

It's that way both sides of his lips tilt upward.

It's that look that can tell so many things about him; happiness, affection, love.

That smile.

Gosh, she loves that smile.

Mara Jaffray never loved anything her entire life more than his smile. It just made her squirm with happiness.

She honestly can't understand how someone who looked so annoying arrogant can have a look complete 360.

Jerome Clarke.

She loves him and his smile so much.

Shut up and read my story, bitch !It's over fuckers and twats, hope you enjoyed !

I know that I curse a lot and, I'm sorry ((I'm not))

But I just wan't you all to know that, I curse every fucking day.

My sentences are usually like

"Oi! mother fucker, what's the answer to number 4 in our Chemistry assignment?"

So yeah, sorrynotsorry.