6teen Fan Fiction ❯ 7teen: For Love, For Jude. ❯ Too much to handle ( Chapter 3 )

CHAPTER THREE

 

Callie and Jude went for a walk around the mall; Jude was taking her on the grand-tour, showing her around the place as she was still so unfamiliar with everything.

 

Callie laughed when Jude told her what Nikki lied. “She told you I was in the Australian Astronaut program?”

 

Jude blushed feeling embarrassed that he fell for her trick. “Guess she was just trying to hide the truth from me.”

 

Jude showed Callie most of his favorite places around the mall, including “Stick-it” and the Ice-rink. “Wow… I never knew a guy who had two jobs before.” Callie said. “Jarrah always said “Just one job is one too many.”

 

Jude had to admit it was tough, “But it's all in the mind…”

 

They stopped for a coffee at “Grind-Me” and Jude even brought her to Comic-Cavern where he shoed her that he was a big celebrity in the mall, and through most of the comic-book world.

 

Callie was amazed, not only to finds Jude's picture on the wall of fame with marquis-lights around the edges, but Jude even showed her some of the comics from my series.

 

Fireball XL5… where he played Professor Matthew Matic.

 

Stingray… where he double rolled as Phones Sheridan, and Agent X20.

 

Thunderbirds… where he was Brains.

 

And Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons… where he was Captain-Blue/ Adam Svenson.

 

“Wow… I wish these things were made in Australia.” Callie said. “You look so cool in here.”

 

“Aw, go on…” Jude chuckled. Then suddenly he realized that he and Callie were starring deeply into each others eyes. Then the both turned away from each other giggling. “Well, I should get back to work now… but I really had fun with you Jude.”

 

“I know… I had fun with you too.”

 

They walked hand-in-hand towards the exit, not realizing they had forgotten to put the comic-books they were holding back until they tripped the store alarm. I dashed out from upstairs quickly, and I could already tell that it was just an accident. “Okay, don't panic…” I called as I dashed down the stairs and shut-off the alarm at my counter.

 

Jude and Callie breathed a sigh of relief, but their relief was soon shattered when Ron showed up, “I heard the alarms…” he snarled as he bent down and picked up the comic-books that were dropped. “Trying to smuggle these out of a mall store? Well I'll smuggle you two maggots off to juvy for this.”

 

“Hey, back of Rent-a-copper…” I snapped at him, “I saw the whole thing… it was an accident.”

 

“Don't try and defend your chums, punk.” Ron snarled at me, “Or I'll haul you off for aiding in criminal actions.”

 

That was it, he crossed the line. I gave Jude the sign by tipping my shades, and Jude whispered to Callie, “He's goin' to prank the Rent-a-cop. Just get ready to run.”

 

I marched up to Ron and took back the unpaid-for comics. “Hey, give that one back. I wasn't finished with it yet.”

 

“Oh… you'd like 1?” I asked.

 

“How's that…?” asked Ron.

 

“I said… you'd like 1?”

 

“Yes… I want 1! I want 1!”

 

“Okay… here's 1!” I said and I slapped a huge number-1on Ron, BOING. Jude, Callie, and I laughed hysterically. “He fell for it! HE FELL FOR IT!”

 

Callie dashed off, and Jude and I headed back upstairs, leaving poor Ron in dismay. “Every time he gets me!”

 

After a few moment, Ron left and Jude and I came out of my private-sanctuary all laughed out. “By the way… who was that I saw you in the store with?”

 

Jude told me all about Callie and how they met over the phone. I thought I was strange, but who was I to complain? Back when I was all by myself before I met the gang, I would've even settled for an imaginary friend.

 

“Oh… that reminds me, Starr came here earlier.” I said handing him a slip a of paper.

 

“Huh…?” Jude winced starting to sound scarred. “Starr…?”

 

I noticed that Jude looked a little tense for some reason, and when he read the note…

 

“Hey Jude…”

 

“My Cell phone's not workin' so I'm just like calling to check on you and see if we're still going to the movies tonight, and then grab some pizzas at my place?”

 

“XXX: Starr.”

 

…Jude completely flipped out. “AW, MAAAAAAAN!”

 

The sound of his voice then caught the attention of someone who was passing by in the hall. It was Rita, she took one look inside the store, and her eyes lit up. “My little Judykinns!” she squealed and she began to dash towards him, “I missed you so much my little huggy-wuggy!”

 

Jude gasped and the next thing he knew he was being chased all over the store and clear through the mall. He dashed for the ice-rink where he knew he could lock himself up in his tool shed safely where Rita wouldn't find him.

 

He made it safely, but as fate would have it, “Jude…?”

 

“Gah… Melinda?” Jude gasped, “How'd you get in here?”

 

“You gave me a spare key when we were dating before, remember?” Melinda said holding up her spare key. Then she began inching towards Jude almost seductively, “I'm glad I still kept it. We really need some alone time right now.”

 

Jude began to slowly back away from her, “Uh… cool… I guess, but… well you see.” He grabbed onto the door and busted out just in time. “This cannot be happenin'!” he cried to himself as he walked backwards chattering nervously. Then, not watching where he was going he walked straight onto the rink. “WHOA… GAH…!” He skidded and slid right into the Zamboni that he had left park3d on the ice, and the impact started the machine down the rink where Claudette and Coach-Halder were still skating.

 

“DUDE… WATCH OUT!” Jude screamed.

 

Coach and Claudette saw the monstrous machine moving towards them. They both screamed, and Coach actually hid behind Claudette like a cowardly lion. “I'm not that sporty about taking on a machine! I'm not!” he whimpered.

 

For once, Jude didn't at all think this was funny, especially when he saw Claudette try to quickly skate out of the Zamboni's path but she slipped and fell. “Claudette!” cried Jude. “Hang on bra…!” and he got up and began to glide along the ice, and though he was no figure skater, he leapt up high, somersaulting in the air and landing perfectly in the Zamboni's control seat and stopping it just in time.

 

Claudette was amazed not just by Jude's heroism, but by how he leapt through the air like a champion figure-skater. When Jude got down to help her to her feet, she embraced him warmly. “Oh Judas, celui était ainsi braver de toi.” she said to him.

 

Jude was so incredibly mixed up that he didn't know what to do. Should he hug her back, or break away from her? So he decided to do the only next best thing… he fainted.

 

“Judas…? Judas…!” cried Claudette, but Jude didn't wake up.

 

Later on…

 

Jude was brought to the lemon where he was wrapped up in a blanket, with a lemon-squishy in his hands and he was shivering so nervously, you'd think he'd die. None of us could blame him not after we all learned of what was going on. “Poor Jude's having a really bad day.” I said. The others agreed.

 

Callie, Claudette, Rita, Melinda… all those girls were chasing after him, and Jude was starting to lose it big time. “Dudes… I seriously do not know what to do here!” he cried.

 

Sadly neither did the rest of us. We obviously couldn't give Jude the old, “Look what's in your heart” pep-talk, because all the girls had good qualities. Even Rita.

 

“I don't suppose I can like… date all of them?” Jude asked stupidly.

 

“JUDE…?!” we all said.

 

“Look this isn't getting us anywhere…” said Jen. “There's got to be a way Jude can decide which girl he wants to be with most.”

 

Suddenly Jude had an idea. “There's only one way, and I know what it is.” he said. “All right now listen up, I need you dude's to help me out here…”

 

He explained that he was going to gather all five of the girls together at once and tell them all personally who he really wanted. To make sure that it went smoothly, he gave each of us our own special assignments.

 

Jen was in charge of making sure Claudette would come, since she could ask Coach-Halder. Wyatt was to find Rita, Nikki would go get Callie, and Caitlin was to get Starr.

 

As for Jonesy, he was to go and smuggle security tapes from Ron's office; Tapes that were taken last year during rather unpleasant times.

 

Finally, I was to make sure Comic-Cavern was empty by then, and bring Amelie as she was also French and could help translate words for Claudette. We all called it, “BREAK…!” and we were off.

 

Author's notes:

 

Just picture one of those cut-scene musical numbers where everyone does their job.