Chapter Four
Jude walked off the dance floor, breathless and headed toward her sister. "Looks like you're having fun," Sadie said, smiling. "Mr. Quincy seems to agree with me." Jude shook her head. "Please, Sadie. He's not even thinking about me. But Mr. Mills seems to like you a lot." Sadie smiled and lowered her gaze, modestly. "You really think so?" Jude laughed and replied, "Are you kidding? He won't stop staring at you." She cocked her head in his direction and Sadie looked up to see Kwest staring and smiling at her from across the room. She waved to him and Jude laughed as his smile grew bigger and he waved back to her.
I think my work here is done, Jude thought as she walked away. Suddenly, she felt someone pull on her arm. "Chanel, what are you doing?" she asked, surprised. "There are some friends of mine that I want you to meet." Chanel pulled her over to a group of guys and began introducing them. Jude was engrossed in conversation with one of them, when, out of the corner of her eye, she realized Kwest and Tommy were standing right behind her.
She was about to turn around and say hello when she heard Sadie's name mentioned. "So what did you think about the Harrison sisters?" Kwest asked Tommy, smiling. "The oldest one is cute. I can tell she liked you." Tommy replied, nonchalantly. Kwest's face lit up and he cleared his throat. "Well, her sister Jude was good looking too and she seemed to like you as well." Tommy scoffed. "If you call being a knock-off copy of her sister good looking, then you need your eyesight checked." Kwest sighed and rolled his eyes. "You're only saying that because you like her too." Tom paused before he replied, with a smirk, "Go back to your Miss Harrison. You're wasting your time with me."
Jude fought tears as she excused herself from the man she was talking to. As she spun around to leave, she bumped into someone walking behind her. "Excuse me, Mr.…." she replied as she looked up to see the one man she wanted to kill at that moment. "The name's Quincy," he said, disgustedly brushing himself off. "And you're in my way." "Well, pardon me, Mr. Quincy," Jude exclaimed, sarcastically, startling Tommy. "After all, I'm just a lowly knock-off copy, right?" Then she turned and rushed to the nearest exit, leaving an astonished and utterly flustered Thomas Quincy in her wake.