Jude and I first met in the third grade. We met in the boys bathroom during a tornado warning. She was the only other person who seemed to not be affected by the tornado. She simply amazed me. She was quite beautiful. I stared at her for a total of five minutes before she said something about it.
"Can I help you bud?" She asked.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to stare. You just amaze me."
"How is that when you don't know me."
"Because I realized that you're the only one who's not scared right now. And you're really pretty. You amaze me."
"Well aren't you easily amazed."
"Not really, you just seem cool."
"Cool? Me? Cool? Ha ha you're funny, I like you. My name is Jude, what's yours?"
"My name is Alex."
Our conversation continued for the entire tornado. We talked about how much they amused us and how we thought they were amazing. This small bathroom conversation was the first glance at the best thing that would ever happen I'm my life. Little did I know it would all come to an end so soon.
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And her name was Jude.
Short StoryThis story is about a girl named Jude and her best friend Alex. They conquer her father's death, and then a tragedy strikes. Jude is constantly faced with more and more problems. But finally, her problems stop. Alex is faced with the biggest proble...
