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Chapter Number 4

9AM on Saturday, and where was Jude? Asleep? Hanging out with her friends? Writing? Sketching? No. She was working.

"Next!" Jude called to the fairly large, Saturday morning crowd at Georgia's Jive.

A man walked up to the counter.

"Yeah. Can I get 4 House Brews and a Peppermint Late. Black. Um… four of those things." he pointed to the blueberry scones. "And an egg bagel with cream cheese."

"17.50, please," Jude gave her 'employee smile' that was expected from her, but not really faked, either, because she actually wasn't in a bad mood today.

She went over to the food display case, put four blueberry scones in a bag.

"You know, it's really great that your eating blueberry scones," Jude couldn't help herself from commenting.

The man gave Jude a funny look.

Nevermind," Jude blushed. "Anyways, here's your change. 18. 50… 19. 50… and 20." She put the two quarters on top. "Thanks for coming to Georgia's Jive. Please come again! Don't forget your blueberry scones!"

The man took his scones.

"Next!" I called.

A brown haired man walked up. "Yeah. I'll have a vanilla late, 3 shots of vanilla, one shot of caramel, extra foam, hold the whip. Oh, and I'd like a blueberry scone." He grinned.

Jude took a closer look at the man's face.

"Tommy?" Jude asked. It wasn't a question; it was more like she was surprised that Tommy was at the coffee.

"Hey," Tommy grinned cockily; a smile that very few people had ever seen on him. "So… listen. I was thinking. Maybe you could come see…"

"JUDE!!" A voice called.

Both Tommy and Jude jumped, and turned around to see where the voice was coming from.

It came from Jude's manager in one of the café's poloshirts.

"No flirting while you're on duty!!" Jude tried not to blush and Tommy smirked. "Sir, please don't take offense, but Jude should be working."

"Yeah, yeah, Jamie. I'm sorry," Jude lowered her head below the counter, so that Jamie couldn't see her.

"Listen," she whispered under her breath. "I've got to work, now or Jamie will like… fire me. But maybe I'll run into you again sometime."

"Jude…" Tommy said softly. "I don't want to not see you again for another twenty- sum years."

"I'll call you. Or…"

"JUDE! ORDERS—NOW!!" Jamie cut off Jude.

"See you later, girl," Tommy smiled slyly.

"Bye, Tommy." Jude smiled. If she were in a movie, she would be one of those girls who batted her eyelashes at her crush. But she wasn't one of those girls, and she was doing it anyways. And Jude wasn't sure how effectively; she use to try it in the mirror sometimes, but she would always stop before she started; always getting ashamed with herself for even thinking about it or trying.

Jude sighed. "NEXT!!" she shouted, trying not to sound irritable or love- stuck, either.

A young girl about 8 walked up to the counter with spilt chocolate all over her shirt.

"I- I- I w-was w-wondering if you h-had a- any c-clothes t-to clean u-up w-with?"

Four hours later, Jude was preparing to hang up her smock and pick up her things.

"So—I heard that you were gettin' it on with a customer, earlier." A male's voice said.

Jude turned her head.

"PATSY!!!!" Jude screamed.

"What?" Patsy poked her head in the door.

"What? No hello? Welcome back, Mase?" the man teased.

"Aw… I love you, too, Mase." Jude went over and hugged Mason like he was her teddybear and he hugged her back. "Are you feeling better?"

Mason sniffled and dabbed his nose with a tissue. "Pretty much."

Jude grinned like a little girl.

"So flirting with a customer? You changed the subject—again."

"Well… I kinda know him?" Jude shrugged her shoulders innocently.

"Define 'kinda'."

"I met him once. Then, I had a breakdown, and he saw, and helped. I kinda… told him about my life. Um. Yeah."

Mason smiled, knowingly. He knew that Jude didn't open up for justanyone, and he hoped that she didn't get her heart broken… again.

"Mason! Now!" Jamie called, and Mason sighed. Jamie was an okay guy, but put him in a workplace and he was outrageouslydemanding.

"Coming!" Mason called.

Mason hugged Jude, and Jude hugged Mason back.

"I'll call later!" Mason called, as he grabbed his apron, and dashed out of the employee's space and to the behind- the- counter space.

Jude on the other hand, hung up her apron, grabbed her purse, and headed into the café.

There, she couldn't believe what she was saying.

Tommy was sitting at a table. He wasn't doing anything per say, just sitting there.

"Tommy?" Jude walked up to him.

"Hey girl," Tommy smiled, totally expecting Jude to come over to him.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, not sounding mean, but sounding shocked.

Tommy dug his hand into his bag.

"I was wondering if you… wanted to come to my Acappella performance group tonight." He handed Jude a fancy rectangular card.

You are cordially invited to join The Yale Acappella
For an a musical experience
November 15th
7 AM
At The Yale Concert Hall

Jude raised an eyebrow. She didn't picture Tommy as an acappella person, but then again she didn't picture herself as one to like music, either.

"Sure." Jude smiled. "Sounds great!"

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

A/ N: I have no idea weather or not The Yale Concert exists or not, but if it does, no fragment is intended. I hope that you enjoyed it! Please review!!

PS: I totally had a cooler name for Tommy's acappella group, but I managed to forget it. So if I remember it or think of another name, the name is tentative to change.