nope
He is going to scream,yell, throw a hissy fit and then lecture me for an hour about how time is money. Then give me the evil eye the rest of the day.I grab my bag and hurried out the door.
When I got there,Darius was talking to some guys. So croutch over and tip toed past them. Then WHAM! I bumped into some big guy."Onch!" I said to myself while rubbing myforehead.
"Are you ok?" asked the big guy. "Sure" I replied. picking my self off the shiny floor,almost as shiny as Darius blad fricken head, god get some..whoa I let the angry take a hold of mee.whoa calm down Jude,but its true why the heck does he wax the floor ever stinking morning..pst! whats the point its just more work..pst! beats me! I was the snapped out of my rambling thoughs as two fingers snapped in front of my face.
"Jude" he said lightly.I opened my eyes and saw...
him.
I quickly got up and ran into studio C and locked myself inside. I switch the light switch on and the whole room illuminated. There was trash,broken cd, a useless soundboard,but there was also something, something in the far corner that a could use. A guitar. I sweaped it off the floor and push some old papers off of one of those rolly chairs and took out my notebook and a pen and began to sturm music as lyrics came to me and I scribbled them down.
two hours past by... "Done!" I said outloud to myself. Who knew by just seeing his face for a minute would be totally good inpriation!..did I just think totally? Goal for tonight: get to bed before nine. I walked out of studio 2 and there he was after two years! God...stupid I am never going to forgive him..I am never going to talk to him agian...but lucky lucky me! He stops right before I could lock myself into studio A. He pulled me away and grab both my arms tight so I would run away.
" Jude, I need to talk to you!" He said two inches away from my face,boy have you ever heard of a breath mint. There very yummy and they also freshen your yucky breath! I rolled my eyes and didnt say anything, I would'nt! " Jude say something, I want to know that youll atleast will talk to me" He said in a pleading tone. I tryed to pull away but his grip got tighter. I give up! " Tommy I dont want to talk to you leave me alone" I said slow enough so he could understand,after all he only want to school for what like 8 years! I finally got out of his tigh grip and ran to studio A. He ran after me but I slamed the door right in his face and locked the door.