AN: I felt like writing, so I hope you like it! And just so you know, Georgia and E.J. still run G Major, Jude's dad never had the affair with Yvette, Jude's parents are still married, but they worked out their problems, Tommy and Jude still kissed on her 16th, and Tommy took it back, but they worked that out too (to the point where they're really good friends), Sadie never dated Tommy, and she and Kwest have been getting it on behind everyone's backs, and Jamie's still pining after Jude, Kat's still good friends with Jude, but jealous that Jude's getting Jamie's attention (since she wants him for herself), and she never kissed Jude's dad. Now that I've given you the background, here you go!
Disclaimer: I don't own Instant Star. But if I did, Tommy would be all mine! OK, Jude's, but I get Tim, so hands off, people!
Mystery Date:
"Hold still!" E.J. commanded. She blew her breath out slowly, trying to blow strands of hair out of her face. She pinned Jude's hem up, as Jude stood anxiously on a chair. Jude had been standing up there for some time, and she desperately wanted to eat a couple Pop-Tarts. Jude waited patiently until E.J was finally done, then when E.J. said, "All done!" Jude picked up her skirts and jumped off, practically knocking E.J. over in her race to the kitchen.
She grabbed the remaining packet out of the last box in the cabinet, and had barely ripped it open when they were snatched out of her hand.
"Don't think so," E.J. commented, holding the Pop-Tarts out of Jude's reach.
"E.J., please, I'm starving," Jude begged.
But E.J. wouldn't hear of it.
"You're not gonna eat these unless you don't want to fit into your dress, much less through the door," E.J. said firmly. Jude frowned, knowing there was no changing E.J.'s mind.
"Fine," Jude said, folding her arms, not liking it one bit.
"E.J., can I have a word?" Georgia said, walking into the kitchen.
E.J. smiled, then walked out, tossing the Pop-Tarts into the trash can.
"Noooo!" Jude cried, running over and trying to get at it before it touched something disgusting. She peered down, noticing that she had no such luck.
"Hey Jude," Tommy said, coming into the kitchen. "Don't feel so bad," Tommy mimicked the words from the song Hey Jude. He smiled as he looked at what Jude was longingly looking at.
"Here," Tommy said, walking over and opening the cabinet where Jude had searched. He moved some items around, revealing a previously hidden box of frosted strawberry Pop-Tarts.
"Gimme!" Jude said eagerly, reaching for it.
"What do we say?" Tommy said, teasing her.
"Now!" Jude wrenched the Pop-Tarts from his grasp, and tore open the box and a package. After she'd wolfed it down, she planted a big crumby kiss on his cheek.
"Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!" Jude said excitedly, while Tommy wiped off his cheek and laughed.
"I guess that'll work," Tommy remarked, as Jude ran out the door. Moments later, E.J. came in, squealing. "Tommy, I got the guys together, and Boyz Attack is going to be performing at Jude's prom. So you're going to be doing double duty. I need you to write some new songs, just so that if there's anyone at Jude's school who hasn't heard of you, but seriously, who hasn't, then you'll be able to gain some more fans. And your clothes are going to have to go. We need to get you into a nice, new tux." And before Tommy could object, E.J. steered him to wardrobe, talking incessantly and not paying any attention to Tommy's words.
AN: I know this is kinda short, but the rest kinda flows together, so I hope you keep reading this!
