Where The Next Road Goes
Chapter 26: NYC, New York School Of Design
Author's Note: Wow! It really is nice to be back on... and know that so many of you still remember this story. Welcome also to the "next generation" of new readers! Thanks as always to those who reviewed... vicki86, driver picks the music, duckie2011, thatgirl2006, CrzyBedwardShipper, WildfireLover15, pwbhswriter 2009, 101ISFAN, tommys21, charley07, and love2burn4tim.
Oh- Songs in this chapter are "Angel" by John Secada, "I'm Too Sexy" by Right Said Fred and "Vogue" by Madonna.
Chapter 26: NYC, New York School Of Design
Brunch over, Jude and Kat headed back upstairs to talk to the SME boys about the fashion show.
Two of them needed no convincing.
"Anything for the cause!" Kyle said cooly, as Wally just nodded.
Jude wasn't fooled.
"You mean, anything for the chicks!"
"Of course!" Wally confessed sheepishly.
"Fashion school. Crawling with hotties! Right?" Kyle asked Kat.
"Right!" she answered quickly, knowing that would clinch the deal.
Satisfied, Wally and Kyle then turned knowingly to Tommy and Jamie.
"And you two... are doing this show also?"
"Why would you think that?" Jamie replied evasively
"Whipped!" Wally squealed, slapping Kyle's hand.
"Whatever!" Tommy remarked, irritated. Jude quickly changed the topic.
"Let's go ask Speed... How's he doing?"
"We don't know." Kyle told her, pointing towards the bedroom
"He's been locked up in there all day.."
"He's been inside all day?" Jude asked, worried.
"Yes. The only thing going in and out of there is room service." Wally said seriously. "He's had a waiter on call all day."
"At least, he's eating." Kat remarked. "That's got to be a good sign."
"I guess we'll find out." Jude replied, walking over to Speed's door and knocking.
"Speed?"
He didn't answer. She knocked again.
"Speed!" she yelled louder.
He still didn't answer.
"What do you suppose he's doing in there?" Kat asked.
"We're finding out." Jude announced. "We're going in."
"Don't worry. If you're not out by nightfall, we'll send a rescue team!" Jamie quipped.
"Promise?" Kat said nervously as Jude thrust open the door, dragging her inside.
What they saw in that bedroom was indeed scary. Speed sat on the beige carpet, still wearing his "Ninja" pajamas and surrounded by a dozen food-stained plates. He looked completely depressed, as he strummed his guitar and sang.
"And I..."
"I tried to forget you."
"But the light in your eyes..."
"Still shines."
"Like an Angel."
"A spirit that won't... let me go!"
"Won't let go..." Speed wailed.
"Ok." Jude said firmly.
"Enough's enough!"
He looked up at her, surprised
"Didn't hear you come in."
"Well, we knocked. But you didn't answer." Jude told him.
"Sorry to crash your pity party."
"You aren't invited!" Speed snapped, turning back to his guitar.
"Come on, Speed!" Jude pleaded. "You know that bitch isn't worth it!"
"She doesn't deserve you." Kat added.
"That's just it!" Speed exploded.
"Who does "deserve me"! Every girlfriend I have is meaner than the last! They all treat me like crap and I'm sick of it!"
"Maybe... you need to be a little pickier." Jude said carefully.
"Pickier?" Speed replied, puzzled.
"Don't give your heart away so easily. Take your time." she advised him.
"I guess... you would know." Speed said softly, realizing.
"She and Squinty... waited years for each other..."
"I really don't want to talk about this right now." he said quietly..
"Ok." Jude agreed, looking at Kat.
"Because... We've got just the thing to take your mind off your troubles!" she announced excitedly.
"Nothing will help!" Speed moaned dramatically. But both Kat and Jude saw the telling gleam in his eye.
"Oh... I'm not so sure..." Jude teased.
"I need another hot male model for my show tomorrow!" Kat smiled.
"No!" he yelled automatically.
"The place will be full of beautiful women." Kat promised shamelessly.
"No." Speed repeated- but far less strongly.
"I'm no good for anyone."
"Speed. That's so not true." Jude told him.
"Yes. It is!"
"Come on, Speed. Do it for me!" Kat pleaded. "We've been friends since the fifth grade!"
"Friends!" Speed protested, remembering.
"You threw your lunch bag at me."
"You put a frog in it!" Kat retorted.
Speed laughed.
"I did do that, didn't I?"
"Yeah." Kat confirmed.
"Hit me right in head!" he groaned.
"You had it coming!" Jude grinned.
"That was eight years ago." Speed remarked.
"So. Make it up to me now." Kat said sweetly.
"You'd look so hot on the "Kat-walk"." Jude baited him.
"Kat-walk! I like that!" Speed finally smiled.
"So, is that a yes?" Kat said hopefully.
"Yes!" Speed agreed, jumping up.
"I need a shower. Then, I'm all yours! Do with me what you will!"
"Don't worry. We will."
Satisfied, Jude and Kat returned to the living room. While Speed cleaned himself up, they measured the other "models".
"Suck it in!" Kyle yelled at Wally, as Kat wrapped her tape measure around his waist.
"I am!" Wally protested, flattening his stomach.
"Well, if that's the best you can do..." Jamie remarked, as Speed strutted in, wearing only a towel, singing.
"I'm too sexy for my shirt... so sexy!"
"Absolutely!" Kat agreed, thinking of his outfits for the show. Quickly, she cornered him with the tape measure.
After obtaining the needed "dimensions"for all five guys, Jude and Kat left them, retreating to Jude's suite to alter their clothes.
"Think they can manage without us?" Kat giggled.
"Barely!" Jude laughed.
While they worked, Kat explained the show's importance.
"There's a five thousand dollar scholarship at stake. Plus, the chance to produce my line."
"That's huge." Jude agreed, handing Kat a pair of sharp scissors, before adding.
"But I don't see how you could lose. This stuff's amazing! Who could beat it?"
"Marni Klein." Kat said, savagely slicing fabric.
"Her!" Jude snorted. Kat had told her about their rivalry, which began the first day of school.
"Yeah..." Kat admitted. "She's a freak! But a talented one!"
"But, you've got a secret weapon..." Jude smiled.
"SME"
"And "Little Tommy Q"" Kat agreed, reaching for one of his "outfits" and showing it to Jude.
"Not so little..." Jude giggled, touching the garment "But that certainly is!"
"Can't wait to see it on him!"
A few hours- and a lot of girl talk later, Kat's work was done. She then left with Jamie to finish preparing for her big show. Wally and Kyle left soon after, with Speed, who had recovered enough to accompany them to "Brother's Barbecue" for dinner.
"So..." Tommy smiled provocatively, as he led Jude back into their bedroom.
"Looks like it's just... you and me."
"Finally!"
"Guess so." Jude whispered. "What did you have in mind."
"How about I... show you."
Tommy's plan for their last night in NY included dinner at an upscale Thai restaurant, then a trip down to Greenwich Village, to hear live music at a small club. Tommy knew the owner, who naturally gave them "VIP" treatment. The band was really good, and invited them to perform a few numbers, which they did. After a long, very fun night, Jude and Tommy finally returned to the hotel at 3:00 AM and fell passionately into bed.
Just three hours later, a loud screeching noise woke them.
"What the..." Tommy cursed repeatedly, struggling to shut off the alarm clock.
"Kat's show..." Jude reminded him sleepily. "Have to be there at 8:00."
"How do you shut this damn thing off!" Tommy demanded.
"Dunno..." Jude mumbled, closing her eyes again.
"Screw it!" Tom yelled, throwing the clock against the wall, smashing it to pieces.
"Tommy!" Jude screamed, bolting up in bed.
"Sorry, sweetheart." he instantly apologized, pulling her close to him.
"It's ok." she assured him. "At least, now we're awake."
"Barely..." Tommy mumbled, stumbling towards the coffeemaker.
Several strong cups and a steamy shower later, they managed to pull themselves together enough to head out. As the bellhops loaded all their luggage into their sleek black limousine, Jude and Tommy tumbled into the car, still exhausted.
"Sure we've got everything." Jude mumbled, snuggling happily against her boyfriend.
"Absolutely." Tom agreed.
He gave the driver the address of Kat's school and the car sped off. The couple fell asleep again, waking only when they arrived at the design college. Following their careful directions, they headed to the left, where the dressing rooms were located.
Kat was already there, pacing the long linoleum hallway, obviously very nervous.
"We're here!" Jude called out soothingly.
"We're ready." Tommy groaned, looking anything but.
However, Tommy's zombie-like appearance didn't concern Kat right now. Her face froze and she screamed.
"Did you forget something?"
"No." Tommy assured her. "All our stuff's in the car."
"Were we supposed to bring something?" Jude asked.
"Yes!" Kat exploded.
"SME!"
Jude's face fell.
"Oh, fritter..."
"You don't know where they are!"
"Um... no."
"How could you lose them!" Kat demanded.
"Too easily." Tommy replied honestly- if unwisely.
Kat glared furiously at them.
"Relax. We'll find them." Jude promised, reaching for her phone.
Quickly, she dialed Speed's number. When he didn't answer, she tried Kyle's and then Wally's phones. None of them picked up,
"Or... not." Jude said guiltily.
"You've got to find them!" Kat was panicking now.
"We will." Jude promised, as Tommy took her phone and made one more call.
"The hotel manager is looking for them." he announced. "He'll find them and send them right over."
"Meanwhile..." Kat had calmed down enough to re-focus on her show. She turned to Tommy.
"We need to get you ready."
As Kat led him away, Jude held her phone, praying for it to ring.
"Ok... Don' t panic..." she told herself.
"They knew we were leaving today. They've got to be at the hotel... somewhere. Right?"
"But this is Speed, Kyle and Wally we're talking about..."
Finally, the phone rang and Jude snapped it open.
"Yes? You did. What? Where? Thank you."
Triumphantly, she strode into the dressing room. Jamie and Tommy sat next to each other, as Kat's friends worked on them.
"Watch the hair." Tommy warned the young girl powdering his forehead.
"Yeah. It's a national treasure!" Jamie quipped. "Insured for several million dollars.".
"You should talk. Yours was blue just two years ago!"
"Three!" Jamie protested.
"Guys" Jude wisely interrupted them.
"SME?" Kat asked hopefully.
"Found!"
"Where?"
"Asleep in their suite the whole time."
"Figures" Tommy snorted.
"They'd just gotten in a half-hour ago... The hotel manager woke em', packed them up and shipped them over here."
"Shipped? What are they, packages?" Jamie joked.
"Apparently..." Tommy remarked, pointing towards the entrance. Their limo driver was walking towards them, with a still-sleeping Speed in his muscular arms. Two of the hotels' security staff followed, carrying Wally and Kyle.
Unceremoniously, they dumped the musicians on the nearest couch.
"Can't wake em'" the driver announced gruffly.
"Surprise!" Tommy said sarcastically.
"Where the hell were you!" Kat screamed in their faces. Her hysteria managed to rouse them.
"Sleepin..." Wally mumbled.
"Hey, if someone hadn't left us back at the hotel, we'd have been here!" Speed said defensively
"Touche." Jamie said, as Tommy glared at him, then Speed.
"So, it's our fault."
"If the pipe fits, smoke it!" Speed sneered.
Tommy had had enough.
"If you guys were downstairs when you were supposed to be, you'd have been here on time"
"You're the manager." Speed said coldly. "Isn't that your job?".
"Manager. Not mother." Tommy told him.
"Tommy. Not mommy." Jamie quipped.
"Guys..." Kat pleaded, as the stagehand announced.
"Thirty minutes!"
"Can we please do this later?" Jude hissed.
"Done" Tommy agreed, as Speed cheered
"Bring it on!"
"Put it on!" Kat ordered, thrusting a hanger at him
Somehow, everyone was dressed and ready to go by showtime. The stagehand now called
"Five minutes!"
"Five minutes!" Kat shrieked nervously.
"Five minutes!" Speed said gleefully, stretching out on the couch, his long legs sticking out from beneath his white cotton model's robe.
"I can catch some ZZZ's"
"Good idea, dude." Kyle agreed, as he and Wally reclined besides him.
"No! Don't go back to sleep!" Kat pleaded, as Jude thrust hot cups of strong coffee at them.
"Keep pouring!" Kat insisted.
"Nice!" a nasal voice intoned. It belonged to a very skinny girl in tight designer jeans, walking over in five-inch Manolo heels. She shot the group a satisfied look as she tossed her expensively highlighted shinny dark hair over one shoulder.
Instinctively, Jude recognized her, even before Kat said her name.
"Marni"
"Just came by to see... how you were doing." Marni replied with syrupy sweetness. "Heard... not so well. That your models were "missing".
"You heard wrong then." Kat replied cheerfully, pointing to the couch. The coffee had finally worked, and Speed, Wally and Kyle were now awake.
"SME?" her rival said, disbelieving.
"Yes. Old friends of mine!" Kat boasted, as Marni's eyes fell on her other models.
"Little Tommy Q?"
"Yes. Thanks to Jude."
"Kat's my best friend." Jude said smugly, wiping the smirk off the other girl's face.
"I see..."
"Places!" the stagehand announced.
"If you'll excuse us..." Kat said, ushering everyone towards the stage. "We've got a show to do."
"Break a leg, sweetie." Marni called out, as they left.
Kat didn't bother thanking her.
"So, that's the QBB?" Jude remarked.
"Queen Bee Bitch. Yeah." Kat smiled, and squeezed Jude's hand.
Completely satisfied, they watched Jamie, Wally, Kyle, Speed and Tommy shed their robes.
"She's toast!"
Onstage, the dean of the school was announcing Kat.
"And now... the final presenter in Freshman Fall Fashion Week... Kat Benton!"
All signs of fear disappeared as Kat stepped into the spotlight, scanning the very large and almost entirely female audience.
"Naturally!"
"Hi, everyone!" she beamed. "Welcome! It's my pleasure to be here today to show everyone my collection of men's luxury loungewear. For the man who has everything... and isn't afraid to flaunt it!"
"So, without further ado, we present... "Kat-Attude!""
"First up is Jamie..."
Smiling nervously, he started down the runway.
"Preppy meets sexy in this classy ensemble! Jamie is wearing... a black satin smoking jacket and red and black satin pajama pants..."
"A necessity for the intellectual hottie!" Kat finished, as Jamie moved back upstage and the next model stepped out.
"Next, we have Wally..." Kat began.
Blushing, he started walking down the "kat-walk" as his outfit was described.
"Casual and luxe come together in this outfit! Wally is wearing red velvet pajama pants, paired with a white cotton tank top. A red "Santa" hat makes this a perfect holiday gift!"
"Gives new meaning to the phrase "Ho, Ho, Ho!"" Jamie whispered to Jude backstage.
"He wishes!" Speed added.
"Guys! Shut it!" Jude hissed as Tommy moved forward to take his turn. Jude stepped over to him, smiling as she watched the muscles in his perfectly cut, bare chest ripple with every movement. Her eyes traveled downwards, to the deep blue silk pants riding low on his lean hips.
Reluctantly, she slipped a matching deep blue silk robe, with its' faint silver paisley pattern over his shoulders. Leaving it open, she teasingly traced her hands over his skin, letting them linger there as she dropped a quick, but passionate kiss on his lips.
"Break a leg..." she whispered, ignoring Speed's gagging noises, as Kat announced.
"Up next is someone you all know..."
Confidently, Tommy stepped into the spotlight. Pandemonium erupted as the female audience screamed hysterically at the mere sight of him.
"Tom Quincy!" Kat yelled.
Just mentioning his name made the women even crazier. Their cries grew louder and several threw themselves onto the runway, and had to be pried away by their security guards, Jude had wisely asked them to stay around for the show.
Once the fans were pried off the stage, making it safe, Tommy sauntered down the runway slowly and expertly, as Kat described his clothing.
"Thank you, Tommy." she said, as he left the "kat-walk", to the disappointed sighs of the audience.
Backstage, Jude hugged him.
"Doing great!" she murmured.
"Happy?" he asked seductively.
"Not yet..." she answered coyly, reaching for a tiny piece of fabric.
"Not till you put this on..."
"Jude..."
"Tell you what... You put this on now... and later I'll show you... something Kat made me."
"Something... smaller than this?" Tommy asked hopefully.
"Maybe..."
Satisfied, Tommy went off to change. Onstage, Kyle now strolled the runway.
"Kyle is wearing khaki silk lounge pants, with a matching muscle T." Kat told everyone.
He swivelled, to start back up the "kat-walk". But the sudden spin dislodged his safari hat, sending it flying through the air like a frisbee. Expertly, Kyle caught it, tipping it to the crowd, before putting it back on his head and disappearing backstage.
"Beat that!" he boasted to Speed, who was up next.
"No problem!" Speed boasted.
"Watch out, ladies! Cause here I come!"
Speed's appearance onstage caused the women to start screaming again. The security guards stood by, ready for action as Kat announced.
"And now... let's give it up for Speed!"
He breathed deeply, trying to stay relaxed as the lights beamed down on him.
"So hot... It's not usually this hot..."
Backstage, Wally and Kyle were saying the same thing. They were emptying large cups of ice-cold water as fast as Jude could fill them.
"It's murder out there." Wally groaned, accepting another refill from Jude.
"I didn't think it was that bad." Jamie remarked, watching the sweat drip off his friends' half-naked bodies.
"Must be all that coffee you drank." Jude said, logically.
"Must be." Kyle agreed.
They stared through the heavy curtains to watch Speed onstage. Sweat beaded his muscled chest. However, his fans didn't seem to mind, as he sashayed up and down the runway, wearing just black silk lounge pants with a guitar emblem on one hip. He had the audience on their feet, cheering as loud as they could.
However, he was grateful to step backstage, and get away from the blazing heat.
"Thanks!" Speed told Jude, accepting the towel and the glass of water she gave him. Speed finished the drink quickly, without tasting it.
"It's so hot out there..."
"Wally and Kyle said that, too" Jude remarked, handing him his next outfit. His eyes lit up.
"Love it!" he squealed gleefully, snatching it from her and running off.
Onstage, Kat announced the next part of her show.
"And now for something... completely different."
She paused dramatically, as Jamie made his entrance, clad only in a pair of white boxer shorts, with "dollar bills" printed all over them.
Eagerly, Kat described Jamie's clothes to the admiring audience. Their enthusiasm stayed high as Wally took his turn, now stripped down to red velvet boxers, with the "Santa" hat still on his head.
Jude wasn't paying any attention to him. Her eyes were solely on Tommy, as he stepped up behind her.
"Nice..." she said breathlessly. "Very... nice."
He shot her his sexiest smile, then sauntered out. Their bodyguards were on high alert as Tommy paraded up and down the "kat-walk".
"Tommy is wearing a pair of deep blue silk boxers, adorned with scattered silver stars." Kat told the awed crowd.
"For the man who only wants the best!" she managed to yell above the screaming women.
"Well now... that's true enough." Jude greeted him as he stepped backstage... and handed him another pair of boxers, even skimpier than the ones he was wearing.
"And I have it... now." Tommy said to her, with a meaningful look that made her quiver.
"Just don't forget... your promise." he warned seductively, as he went to change.
Onstage, it was Kyle's turn again. The drummer was now pale and shaky as he paraded up and down the runway in just his brightly colored, Haiwian print silk boxers. Backstage, Wally didn't look any better, nor did Speed, who staggered out to take the next turn on the "kat-walk"
"What's wrong with them?" Jude asked Tommy. "They look ready to pass out!"
Tommy nodded. He had enough experience to know exactly what their problem was.
"Jude..."
He whispered it in her ear.
"No!" she protested in disbelief. "They couldn't be!"
"They are"
"But... that's impossible..."
"They are." Tommy repeated, now positive, as he watched Wally and Kyle slump over on the couch.
"How..."
"Don't know." Tommy admitted.
"What can we do?" Jude asked him.
"Nothing" he answered, as Speed worked the runway. The audience didn't notice how pale and weak he was and how he wobbled on the "kat-walk". They were too focused on how hot he looked in his white boxers with pink and red hearts on them.
"For a real heartbreaker!" Kat announced, as he staggered offstage.
"Are you going to make it?" Jude asked, handing him his final outfit. "You've got one more turn."
"No problem." Speed's words were slurred, as he grabbed a gold, sequined piece of fabric.
"Sweet!"
Jude crossed her fingers as Jamie finished his final turn onstage, modeling Kat's "Horny Devil" boxers. Tommy followed, thrilling the audience in his heavy black satin "biker" shorts, with strategically placed zippers on the sides.
"Oh... no!" Jude muttered, as the now-obviously drunk Wally and Kyle headed for the runway, while a classic "Madonna" song played.
"Vogue!" Wally squealed.
"Strike a pose!" an inebriated Speed yelled.
His bandmates were only too happy to comply. Onstage, Wally and Kyle posed for the audience, their hands framing their faces, as Madonna's did in the video. Then, they chanted loudly:
"Kurt Cobain... Al Capone... Mick Jagger... Fred Flintstone!"
"Darius would be so proud!" Jamie snorted, thinking of their rap star- turned manager.
"Not!" Jude laughed, as Kat covered her microphone and hissed.
"Guys!"
Her outburst quieted them and she could begin describing their clothes.
"Both Wally and Kyle are wearing 100 silk boxers. Wally's has a design of cards on them and Kyle with a dice motif."
"For a man who's a real player!" Kat hyped, again covering her microphone and whispering to her models.
"Move! Stop bugging out!"
But they misunderstood.
"Jitterbug!" Kyle screeched.
He and Wally began dancing down the "kat-walk".
"No..." Jude muttered offstage, watching as Kyle jumped into Wally's outstretched arms. Somehow, the bass player managed to catch him, and swing him around.
The audience was laughing. But no one was enjoying this more than Kat's nemesis, Marni Klein.
"It worked!!"
She gloated as Kyle and Wally continued dancing in their underwear.
"Thank you, Wally and Kyle!" Kat said sharply, as they finally danced offstage.
"We rocked!" Kyle announced.
"Dude! Beat that!" Wally challenged Speed, who would be closing the show.
"Don't worry! I will!" he boasted shamelessly, shrugging off his white model's robe.
"Speed..." Jude pleaded, seeing the glazed look in his eyes.
"Don't go out there!"
"What!" Speed protested, glancing down at his boxers.
"Waste this? I don't think so!"
"Speed..." Jude protested vainly, as he stepped out, light reflecting off his gold sequined shorts.
To Jude's relief, he just stood there, as Kat described his outfit. When she signaled him, he turned around, revealing the word "Rockstar" written in black sequins on his cute golden butt. The audience was screaming louder than they ever had as he rounded the runway, reaching the end quickly.
"Looks like he'll make it." Jude said, relieved.
But she spoke too soon...
Speed suddenly turned, bent over and executed a perfect cartwheel.
"Thank you, Speed!" Kat said desperately.
"All those years of gymnastics finally paid off!" Jamie said knowingly, as Wally and Kyle cheered drunkenly.
"Go Speed! Go Speed!"
That was all the encouragement he needed. Speed maneuvered into a handstand, then began another cartwheel.
Except, in his drunken state, he misjudged the space. He flew offstage, crashing into a girl in the front row, and landing with his head in her lap.
"Hi!" he smiled, looking into her pretty blue eyes.
"She's cute!"
"Hi!" the dazzled girl replied happily.
"He's cute!"
"And... that's our show!" Kat said quickly, and thanked everyone for coming.
Her calm facade evaporated completely as soon as she got backstage and could confront SME.
"I trusted you guys!" she screamed. "And you ruined my show!"
"No, Kitty-kat!". Speed slurred.
"Yes. You did."
"Actually, you did that on your own. With those crap designs!" Marni announced happily.
"SME's stupid antics suited them perfectly!"
"And what do you know about that?" Kat insisted knowingly.
"Kat." Tommy advised, indicating Speed, Wally and Kyle, now passed out on the couch.
"They're drunk."
"How?" Kat accused Marni.
"Dunno." Marni said innocently- as her perfectly manicured fingers tapped on a silver flask.
"You got them drunk..." Kat said confusedly, not seeing how that was possible. But Jude was quicker. She took a quick sip from the water pitcher she had been serving SME from.
"Taste!" she said, passing it to her friend. Kat's eyes flashed murderously as soon as she did.
"Vodka. 90 proof!" Marni smirked proudly.
"You'd think they'd have tasted in..." Kat wondered.
"Not the way they were gulping it down!" Jude replied.
"You used that water for their coffee too!" Marni gloated.
"You'll pay for this!" Kat threatened.
"No. You will!" Marni retorted. "When I get the scholarship! And start selling my designs!"
Kat lunged towards Marni, but Jude grabbed her and held her back, noting the tall woman entering the room.
"Dean Mitchell" Kat's voice was shaky.
"I... can explain."
"And you will!" the dean answered ominously.
"Explain exactly how you came up with such a brilliant idea!"
"Brilliant?" Kat echoed.
"The dancing... and the gymnastics! Made the show fun! The perfect way to show off your creative and original designs! Very Betsy Johnson!"
"Yes..." Kat agreed.
"We're awarding you the scholarship! And the chance to produce "Kat-Attude"!"
"Congratulations!" the dean finished, shaking Kat's hand and walking away.
"Awesome!" Jude squealed, hugging her friend, as Marni stalked off in an angry huff!
"That's great." Tommy said sincerely.
"I never doubted it!" Jamie announced, before he kissed her.
"Wow!" Kat said, stunned.
"I know, my kisses are amazing!" Jamie joked.
"I just don't believe it!"
"It's true." Jude smiled.
"And I'm taking you all to lunch to celebrate!" Kat replied.
"I wish we could." Tommy told her. "But we've got a concert tonight."
"Raincheck?" Jude asked.
"Definitely!"
"We really need to get going." Tommy insisted.
They turned around to look at Wally, Kyle and Speed, all unconscious on the couch.
"They're completely smashed!" Jude announced. "And now, we have to put them on a plane..."
"And have them functional by tonight..." Tommy added.
They groaned.
They knew they'd have their hands full on the flight home.