I stood swapping my books away in my locker, as Alife came and leant on the locker next to me.
"Ughh... My brain is seeking..."
"When doesn't it?" I laughed,
"I am really struggling today,"
"With that... breathing and thinking?"
"No, It's Amber she's been worried all day,"
"...about what? her credit card over the limit again? Or did she chip her acrylics?"
"... well, yeah she did go over her credit card limit but that's not what she's worried about,"
"Oh? enlighten me then?"
"She's worried about Y/n obvi,"
"...Why?" My curiosity perked,
"because of her and Sam."
"Her and Sam?" I asked very interested in this conversation, "What... is... happening... with... y/n and Sam?"
"Sam cheated on her Jerome."
"he did!" I asked trying to hide my excitement, "He...he did? That sucks for Y/n. What a dick Sam is."
"Jerome... are you excited that Y/n and Sam broke up?"
"wait...what." I gulped, "They broke up!"
"Yeah of course they did, Ambers' been worried about her all day and said she's locked in their room crying."
"Perfect."
"...what?"
"This is it. this is the way it begins, the start of the romantic arc! I have to go. I won't be in French." I told him grabbing my bag and heading down the hall,
"wha- Jerome where are you going!"
"Back to the dorm." I answered, "There is a heartbroken girl in need of my - Comfort."
"what am I meant to say? about why you're not in class?"
"say, I'm ill. I'm kidnapped. I'm dead! say whatever you want Alfie! But I am going, I need to go, and be comforting to the very sad and very beautiful... Future Mrs Clarke," I smiled before bolting off to return to the dorm.
