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Jerome Chapter 3

Wake up Jerome.

I awake with a start, looking down to my left to see Bajan leaning against the wall next to me. My nose twitches, probably due to the poking it had endured as a wake-up call.

Took you long enough; I joke, smirking; I thought you were part animal?

Bajan shoots me a small glare, making me chuckle as he lightly punches my arm. I focus on my second arms, the product of my telekinesis, and use them to grab Bajan's leg. The muscle in the leg felt strong and tough, and I kept down my shiver as I let the invisible hand lift Bajan up; swinging him around upside down.

"Jerome! Put me down!" Bajan yells, and I smile; twirling my fingers to spin him around. I start trailing my one invisible hand up and down his body; tickling roughly.

Bajan's squeal of indignity was satisfying, as well as his pleadings for me to release him. Finally, after his reassurance that he would in-fact not tease me because of the boss's pet name for me; I set him down.

"Did you... have to do that?" Bajan breathes out, left over giggles escaping him.

Nope. Just felt like it.

Bajan shakes his head, sighing in indignity as he grabbed his bag; his wide smile neither concealed nor fake. I felt myself smile as well.

You can be an ass sometimes; you know that right?

Yep.

((Since Jerome is the only one with private thoughts, his private thoughts will have '' around them.))

'Only for you babe, only for you' I think, smiling even wider; if that were even anatomically possible.

Bajan quietly laughs, and I look across the hall to see Ty in the midst of opening his own locker.

7-0-0-4-2-1...

'Might be useful...' I think, watching as Ty's locker pops open. What would I use Ty's locker combination for though? I decide to store the information for later, despite its current lack of use.

I turn to Bajan, thinking for any decent conversation starters.

How are your ears doing?

'Oh yes, great question Jerome. Let's talk about what happened yesterday, why don't we?' I wanted to slap myself for my stupidity, because honestly, WTF are you doing brain?

They still feel like shit, but they're bearable.

Instantly, my brain starts racing for ideas; more than 10 being thought up and discarded in an instant. Finally, a suitable plan comes up.

Want me to help you real quick?

Bajan looks at me in surprise, his amber eyes widening slightly. In his surprise, I overhear a thought.

What could he do to help me with the stinging pain in my eardrums? Last I checked, he couldn't perform brain surgery?

'Oh, there are LOTS of things I can do babe; some more enjoyable than others if you'd prefer them.' I smirk, my inner pervert coming out for a split second before I forcefully shut him down; that can come for later.

I can't do brain surgery idiot; but I CAN shut down the nerves in that area of your brain and make it so you don't feel the pain.

Bajan gives me an awed look, one that I couldn't help but enjoy.