I have been watching Instant Star for about 2 months after a week long marathon. I've seen almost every episode and don't read Instant Star fan fiction. This is my first fic ever. I know that this is going to be hard without a beta, but I hope to have one by the end of the story. Hopefully, my spelling and grammar are ok. This story came to me while I was trying to sleep one night and I wrote it down and my friend told me that it was good.
Disclaimer: Instant Star and all of its characters are not mine. If they were, the ending would have been different.
It had been 3 months since Jude had moved to London and while most of it was great, she missed her friends and family. She broke off her engagement with Tommy because she thought that she needed to do this rock star thing on her own, but now she was beginning to realize that she did need him. The record company that she just signed with was taking over her life and making her the general rock star sellout, taco commercials and all. They didn't understand that she wasn't an aspiring rock star, she was just a regular rock star that people looked up to and didn't want to see sell out. She desperately wanted to call Tommy to ask for his help, but thought that she would seem desperate.
Jude had a huge apartment so she had to cross the room and look under her leather couch to find her cell phone which she used to call Sadie, the only other person who might know what to do. She dialed Sadie's cell, but after five rings, no one answered. Jude was feeling discouraged and she didn't know what to do.
She ran to her bedroom and flopped down on the bed. The rock star didn't know if she could ever get used to living the rich and famous life. Everything was so different. There was room service, bodyguards following her everywhere, and screaming fans practically jumping on top of her to get her autograph. She knew of only one other person that might have been able to help her keep up with it all, and she threw him away like a cheap piece of plastic, like the original "ring" he gave her. She still had it; she made it into a necklace and wore it whenever she could without the press asking her about it.
She started fingering the necklace and as she was thinking about Tommy, the phone rang. The caller ID said that it was security, so she was "required" to answer, or so her new bodyguard kept saying.
"What is it Rich?" She asked the question with annoyance clearly visible in her voice.
"There is a man here to see you, and he says that you know him," Rich replied, unfazed by her attitude.
"Alright, send him up… after you check him for any dangers that your visual scans may have missed," Jude said sarcastically, imitating one of his favorite sayings. I need a new bodyguard, she thought angrily.
There was a knock on her main door, and Jude got up to answer it. What she saw shocked her. A man with broad shoulders, chocolate brown hair, and the cutest look on his face was standing just outside her apartment, leaning against the doorframe.
"Tommy!"