Monday, 12-18-06
11:00 A.M.
"I mean seriously, what is his problem? How could be fire Tommy? He's my producer for crying out loud!" Almost an hour later, my anger still hadn't dissipated. I had been fuming since I watched Tommy's retreated figure as it faded into the afternoon light.
My super straight, golden mane whipped around my face, slicing through the air as I continuously paced the confining space.
"Dude, would you sit down and shut up?" barked Spiederman. "No one cares about Lord Squinty Frown. I'm glad he's gone."
I stopped dead in my tracks and glared at him. The fire burning in my sapphire orbs alone could've seared him alive. Lucky for him, I haven't acquired that ability, yet.
"What's with you?" I snarled. This definitely isn't helping my mood any. I mean honestly, why am I with this moron anyway? The only thing we have in common is music and there are more time's than I can count where I want to choke him, or slip him some hydrochloric acid.
Must thank Mr. Vick's for forcing me to pay attention in chemistry.
"Me? What's with me? You're the on practically crying because Quincy's gone. Dude, you know that Kwest is just as good as him. Get over him already, will you?"
"What are you talking about?" Now he was really pressing my buttons.
"It's obvious that you have a thing for Quincy." he said as he pushed himself out of the swivel chair. "Why don't you just break up with me already." he yelled as he stormed out of the studio.
My mouth remained ajar for about five minutes after he walked out of the door. Was it really that obvious that I care about Tommy. Okay, screw care about him, I flat out love him. Is it my fault that he's so damn cute. The way his eyes sparkle when he smiles is just, wow. Snap out of it, Jude. You may not even see him for a while thanks to that ass Darius.
And this would be the part in the movie where the heroine has another battle with her kryptonite.
"Tom-my" I swear that her voice makes me want to purge my breakfast on her face. Bitchy Barbie peered her head into the studio and glanced around looking for my Tommy. She rolled her eyes when she saw me.
Let the battle begin.
"Isn't it past your bedtime?" she spat venomously.
"Look, I'm not in the mood for your elementary come backs so why don't you just got back to screwing your latest boy toy of the week and leave me the hell alone."
Point for me.
She scoffed as she stepped further into the room. "Just tell me where Tommy is."
"Fired. Seems like your search just came to an end and just in case you didn't understand it the first time, Tommy doesn't want you. He never did and he never will, take the hint sweetie."
"You won't be saying that after I go see him tonight. I wonder if Kwest can tell me where Tommy lives." she sauntered towards the door, but not quickly enough. Conveniently enough, my foot just so happened to slip in front of her and forced her to go plummeting towards the ground.
I have got to thank Sadie for these boots.
I smiled sardonically as I left her sprawled on the studio floor. My feet propelled me towards Darius' office. I tentatively knocked on the door and waited for his grumbling voice to welcome me in.
"D, we need to talk." I spoke confidently as I stepped into his office.
"If it's about Tommy, I don't want to hear it." He was avoiding my eyes, focusing on the silver metallic laptop on his desk.
"That's exactly what I want to talk about. You shouldn't of fired him. Our relationship is strictly professional."
"Seems like you're becoming quite the liar too."
"Darius, first you call me a whore and now I'm a liar too."
"It's not that Jude. Look, Tommy's not good for you. I've known the guy for a while now and I know he has a thing for you. Trust me, this is for the best."
I had no choice, but to turn on my heel and leave his office. Darius wasn't going to give Tommy his job back and Spied was no help. There was only one thing left I could do.
I had to go see Tommy.
Chapter by Apryl07
