I am SO sorry for not updating for so long. My computer broke, isn't that stupid. I was so mad and begging my Dad to get it up and running again. Now it looks like it's working for good but we'll see.
The next morning, Jude and Tommy woke up early, rushed into the shower and met their new band at the new rehearsal space. While Jude went off to go hook up the amps, Tommy and the boys started talking.
"Hey guys did you hear about that shooting the other day? I heard it was terrible and a lot of people got killed," Jacob asked hesitantly. Everyone nodded their heads in conformation.
"Yeah, I heard that seven people die and 3 are in stable condition. The FBI and the police didn't even catch the killers! I mean, do you know how many of our tax dollars go to them each year and all they do with it is get themselves shot!" Tommy said, although puzzled by Jacob suddenly bringing it up.
Josh pulled him off to the side quickly and whispered angrily, "What are you doing man? Bringing that up so randomly could tip them off! Just…shut up and let me do the talking if you are going to do that kind of stuff."
"I'm sorry, I just thought that if I said something about it and people got suspicious that it was actually us, they could tell them that we were just as worried about it as they were."
"That makes no sense at all!" Josh said angrily, punching him in the arm.
"Everything okay over there boys?" Tommy called from across the room, looking at them strangely.
"Yeah, we're fine. Josh here just wanted to talk about different chord variations for the song 'How Strong Do You Think I Am'," Jacob said off the top of his head, knowing fully that they hadn't made up any new chords.
"Well that's a good place to start I guess. I was thinking about changing the G chord in measure thirty-two to a C chord. But you guys show me what you changed, and we can work from there," Jude said cheerily as she walked over and picked up her guitar. All three of the teenagers looked at each other trying to figure out some way out of it.
"You know, I don't think that's such a great idea. They haven't been tested while we were actually playing music. We were just talking. How about this, we can try them out when we get back to the apartment we share and we will have the new chords by tomorrow," Brad said. The other two of them silently thanked Brad for being good at thinking on his feet.
They rehearsed all day and most of the afternoon until there were sores on all of their hands. They finished around six so Tommy and Jude could catch some dinner.
"Alright guys, we will see you here at nine tomorrow. Don't be late because I'm thinking that we can rehearse for a few hours, have some lunch, and then you can meet my boss. I'm sure he will love you!" Jude said, hungry and happy to be done for the day.
In the next chapter, Jude and Tommy will go out to dinner. I can't decide what to do with the rest of the story, so any suggestions are welcome. Please review! Constructive criticism is welcome as well. By the way, I am still looking for a beta reader….