Jude missed Tommy. She sat in her room trying to write a song. Tommy was her inspiration, but he disapeared. She didn't want to write about Tommy. Enough of her songs were about him, but she needed to get the hurt, longing, disapointment, anger, and confusion out of the way. Yes, Jude would start with those feelings, the ones that were bothering her the most. So, Jude yet again found herself with one of her favorite things in the world, her aucoustic, and a pen plus her notebook, writing about Tommy and how he made her feel.
Keira ran over to Tommy's bed and shook him awake. "Five more minutes" groaned Tommy as he rolled over. "Mommy told me to wake you up, ya silly Tom Tom" giggled Keira as she jumped on him. "Well you can tell your mommy-" "Tell her mommy what?" smirked Keira's mom. She was a tall, slender, beautiful looking woman. "Uh, tell her mommy that she looks very pretty and ask her the hell why" "Language Tommy! Theres a three year old in the room!", Tommy apoligized "Sorry Keira".
Kwest watched a certain blonde taking Liams phone calls. He didn't know what was going on with them. He did know he liked it. Sadie kept glancing at him. Kwest finally walked over to her. "Hey" greeted Kwest. "Why the heck are you staring at me?""I think your kinda pretty" Kwest replied knowing just what buttons to push. "Kinda? Just kinda?" asked Sadie.
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