It's me again. I know I just came up with a new fic like two days ago, but I was watching a movie and this idea came to me. I don't know the name of the movie, if I did I would tell you but here is the summery.
What if after Tommy leaves, Jude doesn't go to Barry but she goes to an abandoned dance club, where people battle and place bets? Jude says something stupid to the wrong person and gets into a fight, only to hit the person one time. That person doesn't get up and she panics. Jude goes to G-Major like nothing happens, to see that the cops are there to arrest her. It turns out, the person she hit was in a coma. Jude gets arrested and is sent to an all girls prison camp. While there Tommy comes back. It's now six months after he left and six months since Jude was arrested. How will Tommy react when he finds out what happened after he left?
It sucks I know and the abandoned dance club is like the on in You Got Served or like in Stomp the Yard.
Dear Inner Self,
Six months ago if you told me I would be where I am today, I would have told you, you were crazy. I get asked out by the love of my life just to have him stand me up less than 24 hours later. I must admit, I was hurt at first, but I got over it. I had to get over it. Get over him. So I did that. I left the night of my CD release party and went to an abandoned dance club in a warehouse, which I heard about from Patsy. When I got there, it was filled with drug dealers and gang members, crews, and wanna-be's. I wasn't in any of those. I sat back and watched as the battles began. They were hot, especially this one guy. His name Anthony. He was really sweet and he was into me. We hung out and ended up going to a secluded room on the second floor of the warehouse. I don't need to go into details because I would figure you were smart enough to know what happened next. I thought he would get dressed and leave me alone after, but he didn't. We cuddled and talked. I told him why I was there and he didn't seem to mind. I told him how old he was and I found out he was twenty-one. He didn't even tell me to forget about it. We decided we would go back downstairs and hang out a bit. When we got there, there was this girl, Tamara. Apparently she was a crazy ex of his. She got in my face, and I wasn't in the mood to deal with her shit, so I punched her. She fell and hit her head. I thought she would just get back up and come after me, but she didn't. I started to panic and Anthony told me to go and that he would call me.
I couldn't sleep that night. I stayed at the space so I didn't have to deal with anyone. The next day I went to G-Major to find Darius talking to a cop and Sadie crying in Kwest's arms. When my presence was noticed, the cop came up to me and put me in handcuffs. He read me my rights and put me in the squad car. They drove away with me looking at Sadie crying in front of G-Major. I later found out that Tamara was in slipped into a coma after she hit her head.
Sadie came to see me once or twice. Kwest came with her. Darius never came. SME came once and Portia would come by when she needed things to say to the press. Other than that no one came. Well, there was Anthony, who I refer to as Tony or Anttie. He's come every day since I've been here. I think I love him, but not liked I loved Tommy. I could never love him like that.
I have regular school classes and I'm passing. My best subject, surprisingly, is math. No more 6, all 95 and above.
Here I am, sitting in a room, in front of my assigned therapist, in Camp Scoot Juvenile Facility, three months before my eighteenth birthday. I can't wait to get out of this hell hole.
Jude