Hi all! So I don't know if you all saw the new reviews Fireandice wrote on here, explaining themselves or not. The problem is, I have no way of knowing if this is the real Fireandice or not seeing as someone supposedly pretended to be them before. Or if anyone actually pretended to be them. I want to believe them, I really do, but I don't have substantial proof. But I will apologize for blowing up on them last chapter because it was a little too severe of me. But unfortunately, I can't forgive you Fireandice, because I'm not sure if this is really you.

Well, here's a new chapter. I'm glad you all liked the last chapter(: It took me awhile to write this one, because I'm exhausted and had a mild case of writer's block. But it's gone now. And Clipped Wings will be updated soon, I just have to wait for my Beta to send me the edits over.

If you would all read Feelings, my new Jara oneshot, and review it, that would make my day.

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#7: I will NOT tell Mara that Jerome has a crush on her.

Alfie sat in Drama class, holding Amber's hand as Mr. Winkler droned on about Macbeth.

He was getting quite bored and thought he might fall asleep if he had to hear on more thing about, as Mr. Winkler calls it, "one of Shakespeare's greatest works." His stomach was growling, probably because he had skipped lunch today. Amber had wanted him to buy pink nail polish for her.

Alfie yawned and tilted his head back onto the comfortable couch. His breathing slowed as he slipped into a light sleep.

In his dream, Alfie was in Anubis House and painting Amber pink for some reason. She kept telling him "More pink!" and then would whip him with a long stick of licorice.

Patricia and Mick were watching from the kitchen table and laughed hysterically at the scene. Then suddenly they began making out.

Alfie thought he was going to puke. Mick and Patricia were possibly the weirdest couple he could ever imagine. He shuddered and returned to painting Amber pink.

"Glitter time!" She shouted and whipped him again.

Alfie produced a bottle of pink sparkles from nowhere and began to spread them out on Amber's skin.

But it got weirder. The floor turned into a giant brownie and the walls were ice cream sandwiches.

Alfie dropped the glitter and began eating the brownie floor. He was hungry, so very hungry.

"Alfie? Alfie! Alfie, stop it!" Mr. Winkler's voice called from the distance.

Alfie opened his eyes and rubbed them. His eyes focused and he realized he was lying face down on the carpet, with a big chunk of it in his mouth.

He quickly spat it out and wiped off his tongue with his hand. He pulled himself off the floor and sat back down on the couch.

His classmates were all dieing of laughter, but Mr. Winkler looked less than impressed.

"Alfie, can you tell me why you were eating the carpet?" Mr. Winkler asked, folding his arms across his chest.

"Well, I didn't eat lunch today because Amber made me go buy nail polish for her. And I didn't get much sleep last night. So I fell asleep and dreamed that the floor was a gigantic brownie." Alfie explained, feeling very embarrassed.

Jerome collapsed into a fit of laughter and clutched his sides like it was painful for him to laugh.

"I see. Detention tomorrow before school. You're washing desks again." Mr. Winkler turned back to the whiteboard he had brought in and continued to lecture.

Alfie groaned and slouched in his seat. This wasn't his fault! He was just trying to be a good boyfriend to Amber. It was hard work, being Amber's boyfriend. Now that he finally got to her boyfriend, Alfie wasn't quite sure it's what he wanted.

The bell rang, signaling the end of classes for the day. Alfie picked up his book bag and fell into step next to Amber. She was reapplying her lip gloss and reading her horoscope.

"Anything good for this month?" Alfie asked, giving her a small smile.

Her eyes moved rapidly across the page and she frowned.

"No. Not good at all." She sighed and rolled the magazine up before throwing it into her tote bag. "Alfie, you're happy, right?"

"Well, yeah. Other than having a detention my day's been okay, I guess." He said, shrugging.

"No, I mean are you happy with me?" Amber asked as they stepped outside.

"Why do you ask?" Alfie casually threw his arm around her shoulder as they walked down the path.

"It's just something my horoscope said. It's probably rubbish though." Amber gave him a faltering smile.

"What did it say?" Alfie asked, genuinely curious now.

Amber bit her lip before she replied.

"The one you're with may not be happy with your relationship. Be careful who you share your heart with this month." She quickly looked over to see his reaction.

"Oh." Alfie looked forward and thought of a way to change the subject. "So, um, have you seen the weather lately?"

Amber rolled her eyes at his lame attempt to change the conversation.

"Alfie, are you happy with me?" Amber asked again and stopped walking.

Alfie avoided her eyes as he responded.

"I, uh, I was but I'm not so sure we're good for each other. I didn't feel any sparks…"

Amber looked relieved and smiled.

"I was thinking the same thing. Maybe we should…you know, go back to being friends?"

"Deal." Alfie took his arm off her shoulders and shook her hand. "Race you home!"

Alfie took off running before Amber could process what he said.

"Wait! Alfie! These are Louboutin shoes! Alfie!" Amber shouted and then sighed before finally chasing after him.

….

After supper, Alfie went to his room to plot a prank. It had been a good few days since his last one, and he was falling behind on the prank war.

He sat in the living room, trying to get the evil scheming part of his brain working. He had to think. Who deserved to be pranked the most?

Jerome! Jerome had been laughing the hardest at Alfie today in drama and he was in the lead!

Alfie laughed evilly to himself, not caring that all his housemates were watching and giving him strange looks.

….

"Mara?" Alfie asked as he knocked on her door.

The door creaked open to reveal Mara standing in her pajamas.

"Alfie, its ten minutes until curfew so whatever it is you came for will have to wait until the morning." Mara said, about to close the door.

"Wait! It's about Jerome!" Alfie said quickly.

Mara hastily let him into her room. She patted a spot next to her on her bed for Alfie to sit.

Alfie sat and noticed the Patricia wasn't in the room. She must've been in the washroom. Good.

"What is it about Jerome?" Mara asked, looking anxious.

Alfie smirked and savored the moment of having her eating out of his hand.

"He fancies you."

"He what?" Mara blinked her eyes. She couldn't believe what she just heard!

"He fancies you." Alfie said slowly.

"Oh…well, I guess I should go…see him."

"What about Mick?" Alfie asked, quickly. This was going wrong, all wrong! Alfie didn't think Mara would actually like Jerome back! He was hoping she wouldn't and then Jerome would be humiliated.

"He broke up with me this afternoon. He could tell that I…had feelings for someone else." Mara replied, looking at her feet. "Anyways, I have to go find Jerome! Thank you, Alfie. And I'm sorry about you and Amber."

"It's okay." Alfie shrugged and left the room.

His prank had gone completely wrong! Now Jerome was profiting from Alfie's mischief!

Alfie walked into the kitchen and opened up the freezer. He was depressed and needed some comfort food. After wolfing down a very large bowl of ice cream he went back to his room.

There he found a very happy Jerome whose lips seemed to be slightly pink and glossy.

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