Hey there.
Okay, so this is my first time writing a fanfic, I have written some Supernatural, not been put up, but there not so good, so bare with me ;
Disclaimer; I do not own anything to do with Instant Star, the characters etc.. I do own some of the songs that will be in this fanfic.
Judes P.O.V.
It was 12 months, 5 months, 20 hours and 18 minutes since Tommy Quincy left, but who's counting, right? Tommy- even saying his names makes me want to scream. Yeah, first I was 'upset Jude', me being the sucker and all, but somewhere between all of that…I couldn't even bother being sad anymore, I was sick of it, sick of what he made me become. Then, I was angry, made because he couldn't even call me back, to tell me where he was, if he was okay, why he left… Frustrated because I couldn't think, couldn't write, I haven't written a song since… It's like he took my enthusiasm and emotion with him. I don't feel anything, I'm stuck, numb, and to add to the stress -load, that happened
-Flashback-
I was sitting at home on the sofa with some crappy TV show on playing in the background. I wasn't even watching it, pretending, pretending to be normal as Sadie put it, but I was trying emphasis on trying to write in his journal, his journal because he just had to go and mark it by putting his 'Most of us go to our graves with the music still inside of us' and then he had to go all MIA on me and leave.
Anyway, the phone rang, it was Darius, wanted me to come to G Major now, some emergency.
No Ones P.O.V
Jude strolled into G Major around 11:30 am when she was supposed to be in at 11am, new record, right? "Jude!" Darius's obvious booming voice echoing through the lobby. "You're late, get in here now before you're even later." She lazily made her way over to get some coffee, and then into Big D's Office, reluctantly to face her wrath.
"Hey D...
" Jude-" getting to the point "- It's about Tom"
I know, it's short and not that good, but hey, my first attempt. It's going to get longer, I have loads of idea's... just have to put it to paper first.
So, please comment, good or bad.
Kirsty.