Putting the Pieces Together

(Jerome's POV)

We just finished wrapping up the Hunger Games. We were alone in the Team Crafted mansion. Mitch was next to me looking into my eyes. His eyes were so beautiful and- Jerome, don't do that. That's creepy. Don't start 'meroming' out. All of a sudden, Mitch moved closer to me. "You know what we should do?" He asked. "What?" I asked, already knowing his idea. "We should... HAVE A NERF GUN WAR!" He screamed. He grabbed a small Nerf gun out of his... hood? And shot me right in the heart. I pretended to fall to the ground in pain, trying to hold in a giggle. He ran out of the room. I laughed and got up, finding one right next to my chair. Yes I was already knowing that the immature Benja would want to mess with me, "THE POPE!" I screamed the last part. I ran to the next room. I hid behind the door, thinking I fooled him.

(Mitch's POV)

I looked into his eyes. I could tell he knew what I was thinking. His eyes said it all. His brown, creamy eyes... *ahem* anyways, I was hiding a small gun in the hood of my jacket.no it wasn't an actual gun. It was a Nerf gun. I asked him, "You know what we should do?" I was moving closer, getting prepared to shoot. I looked into his eyes, smiling. Then all of a sudden I screamed, "We should... HAVE A NERF GUN WAR!" I shot him in the chest, maybe even the heart. I ran out into the room next to this one. I reloaded my gun and took aim, waiting patiently for his arrival. I saw the door in front if me move. It was either paranormal activity, or a crazed bacca with a gun. Either way, dat ass was mine. I slowly army crawled towards the door. I heard Jerome whispering something, but I didn't catch what he had said. I soon was right behind the other side of the door with my gun ready to fire.

(Jerome's POV)

I was just standing behind the door, waiting for Mitch to give up or something. I was thinking about his eyes. I acidentally started talking about them out loud. "They are just perfect, beautifully brown like a chestnut . I wish I saw them more often." Jerome, what are you doing?! What if he hears you? I stopped and heard a motion coming from the other side of the door. I assumed it was my wild imagination. But then a figure appeared in front of me and tackled me to the ground. I screamed, but stopped as soon as I realized who it was. My biggums. He was laughing, on top of me and not letting me get up. It was obvious he had won. Or did he? I grabbed my gun while he was preoccupied with gloating to himself. I loaded it and shot him in the eye. He fell off of me and this time I was on top of him.

{Author's notes} Hi!!! I am new on this site. Man is it full of weirdos. Just like me!!! Yayyy I love people like me! Sorry if I made mistakes or you were confused. I'm not the best writer. I don't know if I will keep this up. I didn't make any love moments yet, but as you can see, something might start between them soon. <3 if anyone is reading this, God bless your soul. Ok, see you later all my tatertots! Idk why I called you that I am so sorry. Bye!!!!