"Hey man," a disheveled Tommy said.
"Hey."
"Where's everyone else?" he asked as he came behind Jude and put his arms around her waist.
Kwest gave Tommy an odd look before he answered. "Sadie and Portia are coming up tonight and everyone else is coming tomorrow morning."
"Nice. Um, Jude can I talk to you for a second?"
"Yeah, sure," Jude followed Tommy into the living room.
"Jude I'm sorry. About last night, this morning, everything. I'm supposed to be helping you, not the other way around."
Jude reached for his hand. "Don't worry about it. But, don't you think we should be careful with the PDA's?"
"Not around Kwest. I told him last night."
"Oh you did huh?"
"Yeah."
"What did you exactly tell him?"
"That I Have the best, beautiful, understanding girl in the world."
"So I'm your girl now?" she asked with a smile.
"Oh, you thought I was talking about you?" Tommy joked.
Jude playfully hit him in the shoulder. "Aren't we smart today."
Tommy placed a quick kiss upon her pouty lips. "We should get back."
"Yeah I suppose."
"So are you up for some work tonight Kwest?" Tommy asked as he and Jude walked into the kitchen.
"Sure. What do you guys have so far?"
"Well nothing recorded, but I have a bunch of lyrics." Jude told him.
"Okay. Let's get to work then."
Jude was setting her guitar amp up when Kwest and Tommy entered the studio.
"Are you ready Jude?" Kwest said.
"Yeah, let's do it."
Kwest hit the record button and sat back to listen to the croon of Jude's voice.
You said you didn't need me, but you did.
You said you didn't want me, but you do.
It's kinda like a comedy.
First you kiss me and then say we're through.
I say you've got some issues, yeah ya do.
Some things you gotta work through, you really do.
It's sorta like a talk show.
No wait, a freak show when the freak is you.
I'm the smoke from your fire, I'm that guy you can trust.
I'm a chord on your guitar, I'm that girl you can't shut up.
I'm the blood you might need in your car when you speed.
I'm that cigarette you breath, you can't get rid of me.
You said I wasn't funny, then you laughed.
You said I couldn't drive last, then you crashed.
Funny how it works out with your big mouth.
You'll always get it back.
You thought you had me worked out, you're not deep.
Mr. I screw about, your still a creep.
At best you could've confessed that you're a big mess.
And that you're so damn weak.
I'm the smoke from your fire, I'm that guy you can trust.
I'm a chord on your guitar, I'm that girl you can't shut up.
I'm the blood you might need in your car when you speed.
I'm that cigarette you breate, you can't get rid of me.
And I still try and justify, try and let this die. You'll never say goodbye.
I can't quite rub it in your face.
Just in three more days I'll send you home to cry.
I'm the blood you might need in your car when you speed.
I'm that cigarette you breathe,
You can't get rid of me.
"Wow, Jude that kicked!" Kwest said.
Jude smiled at Tommy and Kwest. "You liked it?"
"Liked it? That's your new number 1 girl," Tommy.
Jude laughed as she walked into the sound room. It was nice to see Tommy like this, especially when she herself was so happy.
After they talked for a few minutes Jude heard the dull chime of the doorbell. She walked to the door with Kwest and Tommy following close behind.