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Chapter 3-

"Um..yeah...about that date.." Jude said into the phone. Pure grew a smile on his face.

"You'd like to go out?"
"Yes..but you're too old for me, aren't you? I mean...isn't it illegal?" Jude tried to see if he was just going to be another Tommy.

"illegal, yes. But I'm not too old for you and you know it. I won't let anybody catch us"
"Thanks...I guess. When and where?"
"I'll pick you up at your house around 7"
"Fine by me" Jude grinned and hung up the phone. This was going to be an interesting date.

Jude finally got home and went to her room. She showered and dried her hair. Then she opened her closet and started to pull out random clothes.

"Wait...what am I doing?" She asked herself, looking down at all the clothes she'd dragged out. She threw them on the floor and picked up a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt. She added a jean jacket to make it look nicer. Then she applied her makeup. But when she looked at the clock, she was still 2 hours early. She sighed and sat on the bed, staring at the clock as if she could telekenetically turn time. Sadie walked in the room and eyed Jude as if she were an alien.

"What?" Jude asked, snapping out of her daydream.

"Did anyone give you something on your way home?" Sadie asked "You know..did a stranger give you an unwrapped candy or something?"
"Shut up, Sadie, I'm not 4"
"Well you're acting like it"
"Well if I'm acting like I'm 4, you must be acting 2"
"How does that figure? I'm older"
"But I'm the mature one"
"Oh what EVER! You're so immature that you cried last Christmas when dad at the last piece of fruitcake"
"You're so immature that you through a hissy fit when mom didn't let you go shopping!"
"Well you're so immature that---"
"Ok Sadie, whatever. I gotta go" Jude walked past her sister and out of the room. She walked down the stairs and into the living room, throwing herself against the couch. She wasn't mad, she and Sadie went through this all the time, she was just incredibly impatient.

Finally, after a long wait, Pure was at the front door. Jude got to it before he knocked, and pushed him out, closing the door behind her. He almost lost balance but Jude grabbed ahold of his hand to keep him from falling.

"What was that about?"
"To mom and Sadie, you're just another Tommy."
"Oh, so I'm public enemy number 2 with your family"
"Pretty much." Jude walked into Pure's truck. It was black with a red stripe going through the middle of it. The inside was spacey and very clean. Jude liked the feeling of being in a truck.

Pure drove Jude to a nice restaraunt downtown. Jude hadn't really spent alot of time downtown, so she didn't know half of what was in this part of town. The restaraunt was fancy, a chandelier loomed over their heads as they walked in. She looked down at herself. She was so underdressed. Pure wasn't really dressed for the occasion either, but he wasn't in jeans and a jean jacket. They took their seats and ordered their drinks.

"This place is really nice" Jude admitted "

"It is I come here all the time"
"Really? The waitress even knew your name I think"
"They aren't psychics...Well, Moira might be.." He joked.

"So.." Jude said. She was at a loss for building conversation.

"Wanna dance?" He asked when the music started. Jude's face flushed and she shook her head.

"Good, neither do I" Pure fiddled with a lock of brown hair hanging over his eye.

"This place..it's so fancy" Jude commented again "I just couldn't picture you here"
"Where do you picture me?"
"I picture you at a dirt bike track...catching some big air"

"Oh, I do that on weekends" Pure laughed.

"You're like one of those people who looks like they stink and never shower...but you smell really nice and I assume you shower..." Jude said

"haha...you're funny like that." Pure looked over and noticed Jude shaking her foot. He reached under the table and placed his hand on her knee to stop her. He smirked.
"Lets get outta here" He said
"What? We haven't eaten yet"
"This place is not our scene" Pure got up and took Jude's hand. She laughed and followed him. Thank god he was only lying when he said he loved it there. It was sweet that he was trying to find a place that suited her interest. He got back in the truck and drove to a diner.
"This good enough?" He asked

"Perfect" She ordered a burger and fries, eating them extremely fast. Pure laughed and wiped ketchup off her face with his finger. She blushed and used a napkin.

"It's getting late.. I should take you home" Pure said after she finished eating. She nodded and allowed him to take her home. They pulled up to her driveway and he brushed her hair from her face and kissed her softly. Her heart pounded as if it was going to explode. She ended the kiss and went inside her house, smiling the whole way back to her room.

Jude walked nervously into the studio the next morning. Pure greeted her at the door and she gave him a light hug.

"Where's Darius and Liam?" Jude asked, looking around.

"Breakfast"
"Oh...I see" She kissed Pure on the cheek and kept walking toward the studio. Tommy walked out of his studio with Tina and headed toward the lobby. Jude lost her nerve when she noticed Tommy coming closer, and she took Pure's lips in her own. Tommy's eyes widened when he saw this. Tina shook his arm a little bit, but he didn't budge. He didn't know how he should feel about this. Jude broke away from Pure, leaving Pure smiling widely. Jude grinned and walked away, into the studio. Tommy kept walking with Tina.

"I saw that" Tina said as they walked.
"You don't know what you're talking about"
"I saw the hurt in your eyes"
"It was MY idea to stop talking to her in the first place" Tommy said "Why would I care?"
"I donno, it doesn't make sense to me either. That doesn't change the fact that you love her"
"I DON'T LOVE JUDE!" Tommy yelled. He walked toward Darius' office and cursed when he saw that Darius wasn't there. Tina just laughed. She found this very amusing how guarded Tommy was with his feelings. She'd nailed him right on the spot and he knew it. He hated being the loser.

"Tommy I really think you need to talk to her"

"Tina, for the last time, Stay OUT of it" Tommy kept walking around in search for Liam.
"They aren't here, Tom. They went out for breakfast" Tina said, still laughing away. "Come on. If you're going to sulk all morning then lets work on my new song"
"I'm not sulking.." Tommy denied. "Fine, go set up. I'll be there in a minute"

Tina walked toward the studio. Tommy kept searching everywhere, despite the fact that he knew Liam and Darius were gone. He wasn't really sure what he was looking for now. He just wanted to release anger, hurt, madness, everything he had inside of him that he kept denying was never there. He knew perfectly well it was there. Why couldn't he face it? Because she's 17, that's why. Tommy reminded himself. Pure walked out of the studio, snickering as he walked past Tommy. Tommy pulled Pure by the shoulder to make eye contact.
"What's wrong with you?" Tommy asked "She's 17"
"What's it to you? You mad?"
"I could have you in jail, you know that?"
"And what? I could get you in jail just as easily. She told me all about your little games with her. How you'd toy with her feelings. I'm not like that. I'm your opposite. I take chances"
"She told you?" was all Tommy could say.
"Everything."
"Don't hurt her. Whatever you do, don't hurt her" Tommy begged
"Why would I do that? I think that's your job, Quincy" Pure walked away and continued what he was doing. Tommy hated Pure. He hated the fact that Pure was right about everything. Pure was some punk who didn't know right from wrong, right? Wrong. Pure knew everything. Pure saw right through the barrier Tommy kept up. Pure and Tina, both, did. How? How could Tommy let this happen? What if Darius found out too? Would he lose his job? He could get Pure fired. Of course, Pure has Darius wrapped around his finger. Trinta isn't very nice when it comes to lower-classed studios. And Darius isn't one to be called "Lower-classed"

Tommy walked back in the studio with Tina. She was strumming away at her guitar, coming up with some strange lyrics. She always was a very down-to-earth girl. She always made her songs so inspirational. They weren't always about how she felt, they were about problems, like pollution, and all of that. The only difference was that, unless you were experienced with interpreting music, you'd never know what her songs were about. They were funny like that.

"Sounds nice" Tommy complimented. She smiled and put down her guitar.
"Thanks" She replied. "I been workin on it all week"
"I've never heard it"
"Because I never wanted you to"

"Okay...well are you up for recording it?"
"Not at the moment." Tina got an idea. "come"
"Come? Come where?" Tommy asked.
"Just come" Tina took Tommy's hands and led him out of the studio. She took him out of G-Major and out of the parking lot. Soon they were standing out in the middle of the road.

"What are you doing?" Tommy asked.
"Shh" She hushed him. She closed her eyes and raised her hands up in the air. To Tommy, she looked retarted. But to her, she looked free. She opened one eye and peeked at Tommy.
"What?" Tommy asked.
"Come on, try it" Tina insisted. Tommy hesitated at first. Tina got up behind him and guided his arms slowly up in the air. God, he felt so stupid. But he did as Tina suggested. After the first few times, he got the hang of it and Tina and walked away from him, standing to face him. It actually did make him feel better. It felt like everything inside of him was releasing. All the anger he felt, everything was gone.

"Was that some kind of meditation?" Tommy asked as they walked inside.

"Sort of, it always helped me." She said, inhaling and exhaling in perfect strokes

"Jude used to just make us scream" Tommy remembered
"Here we go with Jude again" Tina sighed. "Nooo, you don't love her"
"Tina, c'mon. Jude and I were close. You know that I can't just up and pretend we never met"
"That's what you asked of her. Why won't you follow it?"
Tommy didn't say anything. He just walked back into the studio and kept on working. Tina watched him idly.
"I guess I'm just gonna go home..since you seem to be workin pretty well on your own"
"Fine" Tommy mumbled. She walked away and he banged his fist on the switchboard. "I told her I didn't want to talk to her...so...why can't I stop thinking about her?"

A/N: WOO! That took alot outta me. I hadwriters block...I think this story's gonna be fairly short... I have somewhat of an idea for later...better write it down before I forget it. Review please!