By 7 P.M. they had probably tried out every band in London and none of them were good enough for her.
"Tommy, how many bands have we auditioned?" Jude asked, annoyed with herself for being so picky.
"42," Tommy replied, knowing the mood that she was in and not wanting to mess with her.
"And we still haven't even found one good one?"
"Well there was… no, you said they were too scary. But there was… no, you said they were too plain. How the hell can you be too plain?" Tommy questioned.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. As Jude told them to come in, three very cute guys came into the room. Jude knew from all of the other tryouts that day that looks meant nothing though.
"You guys know that you are five minutes past the deadline," Tommy asked, and they nodded and he gave in. "Alright, let's hear what you got."
The group then played one of Jude's songs perfectly, never messing up, never losing confidence. Tommy and Jude were stunned.
"Ok, let's play Temporary Insanity," Jude said, picking up a guitar, wanting to test their knowledge of her music. Once again, they played the piece perfectly, even with Tommy looking at them like they had died and just come back to life.
"What are your names?" Tommy inquired, grinning from ear to ear.
"Jacob, Josh, and Brad. We call ourselves The Grand Theft Guitar because Grand Theft Auto is one of our favorite video games."
"You boys are now officially my new band! Meet us here tomorrow at 9 A.M. and we'll start rehearsing for the next concert and your introduction to my boss," Jude practically shouted, happy about their perfection.
The boys looked positively ecstatic about this. They jumped up and down and left the building.
"I thought we were doomed for sure!" Jude put down her guitar and ran over to Tommy, hugging him as hard as she possibly could.
"Jeez woman, have you put on muscle while you have been here?" Tommy joked.
Jude rolled her eyes and said, "Let's walk home."
On the way, they stopped at a different store and Tommy bought the local newspaper.
Jude looked at him questioningly, and said, "You know, this is why we have internet."
"But it's not the same," Tommy whined, smiling at her.
After stopping at an ice cream stand and eating generous amounts of the frozen goodies, they finally made it back to the apartment. Jude went to shower after smirking and declining Tommy's offer to come with her. While she was showering, he sat on her leather couch and started to read the paper. The front page read:
Mass Shooting At Arponoin Station
Three adults shoot 10 unsuspecting police officers in their building with no provocation. Seven of these officers died, while 3 are in stable condition. After seeing reinforcements come, the three shooters ran off. They were all wearing masks, so no one was able to give an accurate description. The surviving victims have told the FBI, who have now been asked to help, that the killers are all male and between 18 and 30. If you have any information regarding the men that did this, please contact the police department at 1-555-676-8764.
Tommy finished reading the paper and put it in the bin outside the door. When Jude got out of the shower, they went to a late dinner and to see a movie. Finally, they went to sleep and awaited the following morning when they could work with the new band.
These three people seem to be saviors to Jude and Tommy, but are they really? Are they harboring a dark secret?
BTW, I'm not going to be able to update for a week because I'm going to my Mom's house and the computer there doesn't work. I'll have a chapter as soon as I get back!