After weeks of thinking, I finally put chapter two up! Hope you guys like it!

"Jake!" The sound of Jude's voice in terror just echoed through my head. What makes it worse is that a gun is pointed at Jude's head. I had a gun pointed at the guy but I chickened out and just won't shoot the damn gun.

"Well Jake, what's it going to be?" The man said, holding Jude as though he is using her as a human shield. His voice I can recognize, but everything else about this guy went blank because he had mask on: "Give me the briefcase and she'll go free. Comprende?" Then I realized that I had a briefcase on one hand. "Well? Hand it over." I had no choice but to hand over the briefcase to the guy. "Good boy, Jacob." He pushes Jude over and I grabbed her. Then a gunshot rang out after I grabbed Jude, her shirt running with blood.

"What did you do?" I looked at Jude and she's shivering almost in shock.

"Jake, I feel cold." I reached out my hand and she held on to it:

"Jude squeeze my hand tight and don't let go." Jude nodded and she squeezed it as hard as she could.

"Oh look at you two so touching but…" He shoots me in the head…

I woke up screaming, the event an almost tragic nightmare. Is this foreshadowing something? What if it really happened? What the hell am I suppose to do? The door opened and my younger brother Jonas peeks in my room. Being the nosy twelve-year-old that he is, he asks:

"Jake I heard you screaming from my room. You all right?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine." I said. I stood up and walked out of my room. I took a big sigh for some reason and just went to the kitchen. My mom is almost finishing breakfast. She made a really huge breakfast with pancakes, eggs, sausage, and ham.

"How was your drive here, Jake?" She asks. Yeah I did drive here from Manhattan.

"Great I guess." I replied questionably, "Dad had to drag himself in the car just to beg me to stay in Manhattan."

"Jonas breakfast is ready!" My mom yelled, "Why do you want to go here instead of staying in Manhattan? I'm pretty sure you did get a good job there."

"I felt kind of homesick that's all. And no the job in Uncle Vito's restaurant is good enough." I replied.

"Or maybe you want to meet your childhood friend, Jude Harrison?" Jonas comes in the conversation.

"What are you talking about?" I said nervously.

"You just want to talk to her and just hang out and stuff…"

"Where do you get this info Jonas?" I asked.

"I didn't hack into your blog account." He lied.

"Jake, is this why you really want to go here in Toronto?" My mom asked. I sighed and picked up a plate and took some pancakes and eggs. I walked out of the kitchen and en route to my room. I open the door and went inside. I started to eat when a slip of paper suddenly falls on my plate. It was a note from Jude Harrison. Now I remember, I thought, it was the note she gave me before I left for Manhattan. It has her phone number and everything. Hope to God this works. I put my plate away and took my cellphone and dialed the number written in that note. I'm seriously hoping that the number works I thought. All right dial tone working right now. Then the line picks up. Yes it works!

"Hello?"

"Jude Harrison?"

"Speaking, who is this?"

"This is Jake…"

"Jake…" Damn I don't know if she even knows me. But after all it has been five years so she really forgot about it. But I have to try.

"Thomas. From primary school. It's been a while since I hear you voice." There was a slight pause. Damn she might even think I'm a prank caller. Oh well…

"What school did we come from?" Damn it I forgot where I went to primary school.

"Uhhh….Ummm…" I had to pause: "Mid-Toronto Primary school." The other line went silent. I might be right. She might ask another question so I have to be on my toes.

"What is…?" Damn it screw this:

"Jude it's really me! Jake Thomas…you and I went to primary school together. I left for Manhattan because of my mom and dad's divorce…I…" Then Jude just hangs up the phone. Damn shouldn't have done a rebuttal. I have to try again. But what if she doesn't remember me at all. I got to try. I dialed the number again. The line picks up again. All right take two.

"Hello?" Wait that's not Jude!

"May I please speak with Jude Harrison?" I asked.

"Sure hold on." After a few seconds, the other person said.

"Jude's not here right now. Do you want to leave a message?"

"Yeah just tell her a friend just called to say hello."

"And who would that friend be?" The other person asked.

"Jake…"

"Okay I'll tell her that." She hung up the phone and the conversation ended. Damn it she wouldn't even answer a second time. But like my dad always told me, when all else fails talk to the person face to face. After three hours of just walking out of my room and walking back in my room, I have decided to go talk to her face to face. I walked out of my room and talked to my mom who's watching TV in the living room:

"Mom, do the Harrisons still live right next door?"

"Yeah they still do. But Jude's mom is in Italy though." My mom said in reply.

"That's all I need to know. Thanks Ma." I said. I rushed to my room changed into something decent like denims and a white tee and Chuck Taylor's. After I changed I rushed to get my hair done in the bathroom. I have to spike my hair and get my grooming needs done. When all is said and done, I walked out of the house and ran to the white house across the street. I tripped along the way but I recovered really quickly. Right when I was in the front door it opened. Oh crap it might the dad. In desperation I jumped right into one of the Harrison's large bushes. I was right! It was the dad leaving for work. Right when I stood up to get out of the bushes, a cough from right behind me was heard. Damn I'm in trouble. "Look, I didn't mean to jump in your beautiful bushes. It was all a big mistake."

"You sounded like a complete jackass right now, Jake."

"Jonas, why I ought to." Jonas runs off to home and I went to the front door. I rang the doorbell. The door unlocked and well…it was Jude. Weird thing is that she bleached her hair? She went all Kurt Cobain and started to wear denim everywhere. She lost mad weight, too! This isn't Jude at all. "Hi…"

"Jake…" She hugs me like a long lost friend. She was in tears when she hugged me. Of course I retuned the favor. Why is she crying? Something's bugging her and I think she needs some help. I'll do the best I can just to help.

Chapter three is in the works. If you guys have any suggestion or comments on this chapter or some chapter ideas just send me a PM. Suggestions are welcome! Shards Of Ice43