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Nina bound down the stairs, seeing Fabian sitting on the bottom steps, his mind seemingly wandering. She saw Jerome slamming the door as she came down, wondering what had just happened. Fabian sat, his hands clenched together, biting the inside of his jaw. As Nina neared, she could hear him sigh loudly, see him shaking his head.

"You okay," she asked, sitting next to him, nudging him a little with her shoulder. It has only been fifteen minutes since she last saw him but he seemed completely different. Quieter, more serious. Nina smiled at him, trying to get him to talk. Fabian looked at her, a bit distracted.

"Oh, hi, Nina. Yeah, I am fine, just thinking," he said, shrugging a little. Nina nodded, giving him a chance to talk. He rose form the step and started to move upstairs.

"I need to get dressed. Need to get ready for school and all. Can we talk later? Maybe after school, okay," he said, moving up the steps slowly. Nina nodded, feeling tears build up a little. Something had happened and Fabian seemed totally different now. Had Jerome said something after she had rushed off? That had to be it. Nina got up, pulling her backpack up on her shoulder and rushed out of the house, hoping to catch up with Jerome.

The sun was bright as she left the dark dreary house, the weather still a bit chilly from the night. She pulled her blazer a bit tighter around her shoulders, running a bit faster. She could see the tall blond boy walking casually along the gravel path to one of the study halls.

"Jerome, wait up. Jerome," Nina called out, trying to pull her knee high socks up as she ran, hopping and skipping a little. Jerome turned, losing his bright smile when he saw who it was. He raised an eyebrow as he watched her bouncing around.

"Yes, Nina, may I help you," he said, pulling an apple from his pocket, biting into it loudly. Nina blinked a little, thrown off by the magical appearance of the apple. He chewed loudly, smacking his lips, offering it towards Nina. She shook her head, laughing a little.

"Did you say anything to Fabian," she asked, walking with him slowly. Jerome stared straight ahead, chewing and walking. He shook his head, looking at her from the corner of his eye.

"No, we didn't really talk much. You should talk to him though, maybe ask him what is wrong. And Nina, be careful," he said as they approached the study hall building. He opened the door for her, letting her pass in front of him. Nina looked at him, curiously.

"What do you mean, be careful? Is there something you aren't telling me," she said, sitting at a study table next to him. Jerome leaned back in the chair, putting his feet up on the table, his black dress shoes brightly shined.

"Just be careful. You know how young teenagers are, throwing their feelings willy nilly at each other. You are young. He is young. People could get hurt," Jerome said, lazily rolling his head to the side, towards her. Nina watched him, trying to read his expression, trying to read between the lines. She saw the seriousness behind his words, especially about getting hurt.

"Okay, I'll be careful," she said, slowly down, letting him walk ahead of her. She stared at his back, wondering what was going on. Obviously, it went much deeper than just him worrying about their feelings. Somehow, Nina knew that wasn't it. As she walked, she started thinking back to all of her encounters with Jerome. The gears in her mind spun, twisting and turning. Finally, something clicked as she neared the school. Every time Jerome had been around, it had been when Fabian and she were flirting or touching. Was it jealousy? Did Jerome like her? Wow, only at school a day and she had two guys wanting her?

Fabian walked slowly behind Nina and Jerome, far back enough that he could still hear what they were saying but not close enough for them to think he was eavesdropping. He hitched his backpack up a little, sighing deeply watching them walk away. Jerome leaned close, his expression serious as he told Nina to be careful. Fabian rolled his eyes, wondering why Jerome was being so dramatic. It wasn't as if what had happened meant anything. It had happened and that was that. It wasn't as if he had feelings for Jerome and he really doubted Jerome felt anything for him.

Nina stopped, her head tilted to the side as Jerome moved on, tossing the bitten apple in the air a couple times. As he looked over his shoulder, he caught sight of Fabian walking up to Nina. Jerome turned, launching the apple as hard as he could into the woods. A soft grunt came from his lips, the anger and frustration close to boiling over. Fabian watched the scene Jerome had just played out, his heart pounding loudly in his chest, fear of the boy a new emotion he was feeling.

Nina had already turned to leave towards the building and missed it. Fabian breathed a sigh of relief that she had. He could not understand what was going on. Honestly, his emotions and feelings for Nina...and honestly, for Jerome, were confusing him so much. He walked slowly, listening to the birds chirping. The rocks crunched under his shoes. His thoughts were the only sounds in his mind as people passed to school, as teachers rushed by.

On one hand, how he felt for Nina was new, exciting. His heart thumped a little faster at the mere thought of her. He smiled, remembering how she had kissed him, pulling him close only an hour before. The smell of her hair, the way she half smiled when she was confused. His smile faltered as his thoughts shifted to Jerome. They had known each other for years, had grown up together from awkward children to...well, awkward teenagers. True, he thought, he did love the boy on some level, like a brother, as a friend, but was that really all? Fabian arrived at the school building, pausing, breathing in deep before he entered. What had happened to his life, so quickly? And what was in store for him?