Well hi there. This chapter is so cute. You see a little of the differences between Sadie and Jude so…

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Chapter two: The meeting

"Jude I-fine, we don't have time for this. You could have at least tried to help make a good impression on the neighbors."

"What?" Jude asked, completely innocently. A green dress and white stockings lay in a discarded pile on the floor. Instead Jude was garbed in a Ramones T-shirt stolen from her fathers room. She was wearing the only pair of jeans her mother had ever bought her, so old they had holes in the knees that were partially covered by the T-shirt. The only remnants of her mothers carefully thought out outfit were the shiny black shoes, covered by the jeans.

"Well." Her mother sighed

"Come on." Jude skipped happily to her mother's side. Together with the addition of Sadie they walked out the front door across the street.

"Mom, can I carry the cookies?" Jude asked

"For the millionth time, NO! Knowing you, you'll drop them." Jude however was nonplussed by her mother's stern exclamation. She skipped forward again, tripped, scraped her knee on the pavement, and continued skipping. Jude was the first to reach the house across the street. She waited impatiently for her mom and sister to catch up. When they reached the polished wood door the mother knocked, fluffing up her hair at the same time. The door opened. Standing in the doorway was a tall woman. Her brown hair streaked with gray. Behind her was the boy from yesterday. Jude watched him curiously.

"Hi! I'm Victoria Harrison, these are my daughters Sadie," Sadie smiled winningly and curtsied.

"How do you do?" She asked politely. Her mother's eyes sparkled with pride.

"And Jude." Jude tore her eyes away from the boys and nodded at the woman.

"Hey." She continued studying the boy in detail.

"We came to welcome you to the neighborhood, and we brought cookies." Sadie said sweetly.

"Well, how nice of you, isn't it nice Tommy?" Tommy. Jude thought. So that's his name. I wonder if we'll be friends, but what's with his eyes? His eyes were, at the moment a sea green, but when she had seen him through the window she could've sworn they were a bright, vivid blue. She shrugged it off, realizing that while she'd been of in her little trance her mom and the woman had become somewhat friends.

"You three go off and play now, we just had the old swing set put up so you should be preoccupied." Jude wasted no time in running to the backyard. Tommy followed, though slower. Sadie walked beside him, attempting to make conversation. Jude watched as Tommy blew off every conversation starter. That made her a little nervous. If the gorgeous and perfect Sadie couldn't be his friend how would Jude? Nevertheless, when he approached Jude gave a beaming smile.

"Hi!" She watched, surprised as his face bloomed into a smile.

"Hey."

Jude scuffed her shiny shoe in the dirt.

"The Clash are better."

What? She wondered.

"What?" She asked aloud finally. He pointed at her shirt.

"They're good, but The Clash are better." Now her confusion turned to anger. She stood up, hands on her hips.

"Say that again and I'll... I'll… I'll hit you!"

"You can't hurt me you're a girl. And you're younger than me at that."

"Well say it again and you'll see just how bad I can hurt!" He watched her. His eyes becoming manipulative.

"The Clash are better."

Jude, in a fit of fury, tackled him.

"Take it back!"
"No!" Sadie sat on the back porch painting her fingernails. She had decided that they were both below her and therefore boring. Tommy had Jude pinned in no time. He smiled down at her. She struggled.

"Relax, little tiger." His smile was affectionate.

"Here," He said rolling off her.

"I take it back."

Jude scrambled to her feet and stood, breathing hard. Her tiny little chest rose up and down quickly, her blond curls in a greater disarray than usual.

"You mean it?"

"Yeah I mean it."

"…Oh."

"I like you." Tommy said suddenly.

"Well I don't like you." She answered with conviction.

"Why not?"

"Because you're a boy."

"And…?"

"I don't like boys."

"Why not?"

Jude thought that over for a minute.

"Because, they're mean. They beat you up and hurt you and take your toys."

"Well what about the boy I saw leaving your house yesterday?"

Jude wrinkled her nose.

"Jamie? He's different. He's a girly boy. You're a… a … boyish boy."

"Well you wanna know something Jude? It's a secret so don't tell anyone."

Jude's eyes lit up at the word secret.

"Yeah. I wanna know!"

"Sit down."

She obeyed.

"I promise I will be you friend for as long as you want me to. I'll never steal your toys and I'll never beat you up or hurt you in any way. I promise I'll protect you."

Hey guys its me, So what did you think? It gets ten times better in the next couple chapters. Ill tell you a little bit, lets just say Tommys eighteenth birthday gets interesting. And well we get to witness a heated moment between the two…