Chapter
7
Tommy
OK, that might have been harsh, but come on! This is ridiculous. Jude is officially cutting off the circulation in my arm.
"Can you loosen up the grip?" I asked her, giving her the puppy eyes I knew she couldn't resist. But, no. This time, she has to resist and she grabs my arm harder, if at all possible. Kwest pointed and laughed. I glared at my former best friend. That's it! Kwest is getting his ass kicked when there's no longer bullet proof glass between us.
"Tommy?"
"Yeah?" I asked, not even realizing Jude's voice was semi-normal.
"Arewestuck?" She asked, her eyes staring into mine, looking slightly fearful. I couldn't help but loose any annoyance I had with her.
"Possibly..." I stated, the gears in my mind were working overtime. If I could...hhmm! I smacked myself in the forehead with my free arm. Duh Quincy! Cell phone! I pulled my phone out of my pocked and stared at it triumphantly...before I realized the battery was dead. Damn it! Why didn't I charge it?
