I look at my watch again. 11:38. Jude was supposed to meet me and Pagean at 10. I just hope she's ok.

"James, we need to get started. Don't worry. Jude is fine." he tells me.

"Ok Pagean. I'm just gonna call and see if she overslept or something." I say. Pagean starts into the first studio space.

I dial #1 on my speed dial: Jude. It rings a few times, then to her voicemail:

Hey everyone ,it's Jude. Sorry I can't talk right now. Trying to write the song that will make me famous. Sing your song at the beep! beep

Note to self: remind Jude that she really has to change her voicemail message. It's been the same one for four years.

"Hey Jude, it's Jamie. Listen, we are going start looking at spaces. Just give me a call so you know where we are if you are still planning on coming. Love ya, bye."

"Comon Jamie!" Pagean calls. I look one last time out into the street, hoping to see Jude running, but she is not. I turn around and catch up to Pagean waiting at the door..

I look at my watch. 10:30pm. I sit at my computer reading a story. I haven't heard from Jude all day and she is not home. No one is ever home anymore. I'm reading a good part of the story when my phone starts to ring and vibrate. I look at the caller ID: Jude 3. Finally. I opened my phone in a rush.

"Jude?" A few seconds pass.

"Jamie, hi."

"Oh my God Jude, are you ok?" a few seconds.

"Oh yeah Jamie I'm fine. Listen, I'm sorry that I wasn't there to look at spaces, I'm kinda busy somewhere else."

"Why? Where are you Jude?"

"Uh, Thailand? We just landed."

"We?! Thailand?! What the hell are you doing in Thailand?! Who are with in Thailand?!" Silence.

"Jude?"

"Ya Jamie, I'm sorry, the static." Jude replied.

"Who. Are. You. With.?" I ask.

"..o..e.." Static sucks.

"Jude? Who are you with? I can't understand. The static."

"..o..e.."

"JUDE! WHO?!"

"TOMMY!" she yells.

My heart drops into the pit of my stomach and breaks into a million bite-sized pieces. I should've known.

"Oh.." I say. That's all I could say at the moment. A few seconds.

"Jamie, before you go off on me let me explain. He offered me to go with him. He promised me that he would do any thing for me. He loves me Jamie. He finally said it to me."

"Yeah," I say. Did she forget that I told her that I love her?

"I'm sorry Jamie." she says.

"Don't sweat it Jude. It's ok. Go, be with him." I say with a heavy heart.

"Thanks Jamie. You're the best friend a girl could ever have." Friend. All I will ever be in the eyes of Jude Harisson.

"I know. Don't go crazy now Harisson."

"I wont Jamie. And thanks again. Bye."

"Seeya." I hang up the phone.

I stare straight ahead and I see it: a picture of me and Jude. We were 15 and just hanging out at her house. Our arms are around each other, Jude with her fiery red hair, shining in the sun, me with my blue spiky hair and glasses. This is what it was like before all this happened. Before she was the Instant Star. Before she became famous. Before Tom Quincy. Even though I wish the best for her, but right now I wish I could go back in time and freeze at that time. For the first time since Patsy died, I cried myself to sleep that night..