Undercover Love | By : johnny_bae Category: 1 through F > 21 Jump Street Views: 1031 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Julia's POV
It'd been two weeks since the beginning of our assignment and the case was going pretty well so far. Tom had somehow managed to earn Dean's trust very quickly. He'd been bragging so many times about how he used to deal cocaine in our old school and complaining so much about how broke he was now that the kid had ended up telling him about the drug dealing and offering him to become his business partner. Tom had obviously agreed to it and was now due to meet some 30-year-old guy Dean was getting the dope from so that they could really start working all together.
Though there was no exact date for the meeting yet, I was hoping it would be in the near future because I really couldn't wait to wrap up this case and move on to the next. I was beyond fed up with this assignment, tired of following Rebecca around all day and having to listen to all her sex stories. I was literally spending my life with the girl, yet I hadn't been able to get the slightest bit of information out of her regarding the drug dealing. We knew for a fact that she was involved in it too though, Tom had had the confirmation from Dean himself. I was totally unhelpful, something I really wasn't used to. I was usually so good at my job. I got called so many times into the captain's office to be congratulated on my work. But this time, it was different. For some reason, I couldn't focus on my job at all and, let's face it, Hanson being my partner on this was definitely not helping.
As much as I didn't want to admit it, my feelings for Tom had changed. I could hardly get him out of my head anymore, and I kept catching myself staring at him all the time. Pretending to be his girlfriend, kissing him, cuddling with him everyday for the past two weeks seemed to have affected me even more than I originally feared it would. I felt like I was becoming more and more attracted to him, and it was beginning to scare me. Really scare me.
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Today was saturday which meant no school. I was at the chapel, trying my hardest to do my paperwork and not steal glances at Tom every two seconds like I'd been doing a lot lately. There were times like these where I really wished I could move to another desk, one that wouldn't be so close to his so that I could finally focus on my work again. Truth be told, I'd considered asking Penhall to switch desks with me, but I was scared it would arouse some kind of suspicion and last thing I wanted was for people to start imagining things.
Time to call it a day came earlier than usual for me and Hanson that evening. We were supposed to meet Dean and Rebecca at some club later, and we still had to get ready so Fuller had allowed us to leave early. The kids had insisted so much on us going out with them this particular night that I was pretty sure they were up to something, and I really couldn't wait to find out what exactly. Not wanting to waste any time, I hurried to my car and drove straight home.
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"Ding dong"
I had just finished curling my hair when the bell rang. My eyes went to the clock.
8 o'clock.
I inhaled deeply, already knowing who it was. Tom was supposed to pick me up at 8 pm sharp and he was never late.
I took one last look at myself in the mirror, hoping the one shoulder tight black dress I had on was okay for a night out clubbing. I've never been much of a party girl so I wasn't sure what kind of outfit I was supposed to wear.
Shrugging, I grabbed my purse and went to answer the door, my heart beating faster with every step I took, and stopping completely once I found myself standing in front of Tom.
A shiver ran down my spine and my legs started shaking uncontrollably as I took in his appearance. Tight blue jeans, black t-shirt, brown suede jacket, hair pulled back. He was so gorgeous that I momentarily forgot how to breathe.
"Hi" I managed to choke out as I tried to come back to my senses. He didn't reply though, he just looked me up and down, barely blinking. "Uh...Tom ?" I called after a moment, my brow furrowed. Still no response. I was begnning to wonder if there was something wrong with my outfit or makeup. "TOMMY" I tried again, louder this time, waving my hand in front of his face.
"Uh...Yeah ?" he finally replied, briefly shaking his head as if to clear it.
"Where were you ?" I asked playfully, letting out a small laugh afterwards.
"Uh...nowhere. It's just...You look beautiful."
"Oh...uh...thanks" I answered awkwardly, averting my eyes as I felt a blush coming on. "Uh...Shall we go now ?" I quickly spoke again, feeling very uncomfortable for some reason and wanting nothing more than change the subject.
"Sure" he nodded, waiting for me to close and lock the door before following me to the elevator.
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