Mara's POV

Jerome. Jerome was all I could think about. He was such a sweetheart on the inside, and I liked that. Mick was different. And I think he still had some feelings for Amber too.

"Mara sweetie, you have a call for you" Trudy walked into the room.

"Oh, okay" I said. Who would be calling me? My parents already called this week.

I rushed into the room hastily and picked up the phone.

"Hello?" I asked

"Hey Mara, I'm afraid I have some bad news for you" My mom's voice rang through the phone.

"What's wrong?"

"Well, you know Aunt Amelia? She was kind of in Japan when the earthquake and tsunami hit…"

She didn't need to say anything more. Obviously see was dead, and I was real close to her. Closer than to any of my other aunts.

"I-I" I couldn't say anything. Tears threatened to spill out, and so I let them. I put the phone down slowly without saying goodbye. Stupid earthquake. Stupid tsunami. Stupid life.

I wiped my tears the best I could, hoping no one would see. Apparently, I didn't do too good though, because the minute I stepped foot in the room, Mick and Jerome both looked up worried. Mick looked back down, when he realized what he was doing. Jerome continued to look at me, but he didn't speak a word, keeping his image of not caring.

"What was that about?" Nina asked, looking up at me.

"Oh, it's nothing. I don't really want to talk about it."

As I went to sit down, I had to pass Jerome, and I whispered only audible to him, "Later."
He nodded at me ever so slightly.


I was sitting in my room, in a little ball, tears dripping down my cheek. Suddenly, I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in" I said through sobs, and the door slowly creaked open, but not all the way. Jerome peered his face in for a few seconds, before coming in fully.

"So, what happened?" He asked, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"My aunt was in Japan…."

"Oh. I can't imagine" He said awkwardly, looking at me.

"It's ok, you don't have to say anything, I know it makes you uncomfortable" I stood up and walked to the bathroom. I probably looked like a mess. That was when I smelled smoke.

The End

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