Walking into G Major, Tommy saw a familiar face waiting for him. "Hey, Jamie."

"Tommy! Hey!" Jamie stood from his seat and shook Tommy's hand. "It's been awhile."

"Oh yeah," Tommy responded sarcastically. "It's almost been an entire week since the last time you came to check on Jude." Tommy signaled for Jamie to follow him to his office. "We haven't heard from her since that last time I talked to you."

Nodding, Jamie sat down in the seat across from Tommy's desk. "I'm not here to talk about Jude."

Shocked, Tommy looked at Jamie curiously. He said in a skeptical tone, "Really…"

"Well, okay… I kinda lied," Jamie gave in. "It's totally about Jude."

Tommy looked at Jamie with a smirk on his face. It was always about Jude, or they wouldn't even waste their time talking to each other. "So what is it, Jamie?" Tommy asked.

"She's coming back home tonight…" Jamie hesitated, thinking how to put his thoughts and worries into words. He finally blurted out, "What am I supposed to do?"

Chuckling, Tommy exclaimed in a teasing manner, "I thought you were over her!"

Jamie let his head fall into his hands as he shook it. "I am," he said, muffled between his fingers. "I just… I…" Jamie raised his head and scooted to the edge of his seat. "How am I supposed to act around her!"

With ease, Tommy answered, "Like you always do."

Shaking his head in disapproval, Jamie let out a deep sigh. "You don't understand! I changed our entire relationship when I kissed her, and then she changed everything even more when she kissed me back!"

Tommy listened intently. He knew was Jamie was going through because he went through a similar confusing situation…

Walking into the house, Tommy heard Jude's voice. He followed the sound into the room where he found Jude sitting on the table with her guitar. Deep and sultry, she sang, "Cause it hurts, so bad. So hold me or I might crack."

As soon as she stopped, Tommy commented, "That's it. You finished it."

"No." Jude tried to keep her tears in, not letting Tommy see her face yet. "I think you did." She set her guitar down and walked away, still trying to avoid him.

Catching a glance of her tears, Tommy stepped in front of her. "Jude," he called out, but she kept moving. "Just wait!"

Biting back, Jude stated, "You know, this isn't even about you, Tommy." She was obviously crying, but she couldn't stop. "You're just another stupid trophy for her!"

"I'm nobody's trophy!" Tommy yelled back slightly offended.

Jude struggled to speak, the emotions getting the best of her. "There's never been one thing that she's ever wanted that she didn't get!"

With ease, Tommy stated, "I can think of one thing."

"What?"

"A sister." Tommy looked Jude in the eyes and tried to reach her through all the drama. "The charts, the money, the fame…" He blew off the words and continued, "It all fades. You gotta take care of what lasts."

Both Jude and Tommy stood in silence, calmed by his last words. The tears still fell from Jude's eyes, but she wasn't so much angry anymore. To say the least, Jude was just plain confused.

As Jamie and Kat walked into the room, Jamie could see the frustration on Jude's face. He quickly asked, "What's going on?"

Leaving Tommy, she replied simply, "We're leaving."

"A month and a few cities later, she tells me she just wants to be friends!" Jamie continued. "Friends!"

"Then be her friend," Tommy replied simply with a shrug.

Pleading with his hands, Jamie asked, "How!" He breathed deeply and continued, "It's like I'm stuck in a really bad episode of 'Dawson's Creek'."

Cracking a smile, Tommy kept in his laughter. He looked over at the distressed Jamie and knew he was serious. "First of all, stay calm. You're way too young to have a stroke." Tommy scratched his forehead with one finger, trying to think of something deep and meaningful he could leave Jamie. "Second… You were her best friend first and foremost. And-and I know, personally, I'd rather have Jude as just a friend over nothing at all."

Jamie nodded in agreement. He knew that Tommy and Jude had a connection over music, so Tommy's advice came from the heart. Even without Jude, Jamie and Tommy had gotten somewhat closer over the summer. "Like always, thanks Tommy."

"No sweat."

Turning to leave, Jamie reminded Tommy, "6:30."

With a smile and a nod, Tommy said, "I'll be there."

Opening a file on his desk, Tommy skimmed through a few pages. He looked up at the seat that Jamie sat in minutes earlier and gave a chuckle. Tommy and Jamie were actually getting along. It seemed like forever ago when they hated each other…

Angrily walking down the high school hallway, Tommy spotted Jamie standing near his locker. "Hey, Gollum!" he called out as he pushed Jamie against the locker.

"It's Gandalf," Jamie bit back.

With a negative shake of the head, Tommy replied, "Yeah. Like either one is cool." He inched closer to Jamie and looked him dead in the eye. "Jude just blew an interview and ran off. Why?"

Jamie's face dropped, guilt taking over. He pulled out a folded piece of paper and spread it out for Tommy to see. It was a flyer explaining the Jude Harrison walkout that was about to happen.

Tommy took it closer to himself to read. He easily shook is of and said, "Okay. This is bad, but…"

"Plus I kinda told her I hated her song." Jamie saw Tommy's rage flare right in front of him, and quickly tried to redeem himself. "I hate her song, not her."

"To Jude that's the same thing, man!" Tommy exclaimed. "You may think you know about music, but you know jack when it comes to musicians."

With the same passion, Jamie yelled back, "I know Jude!"

"Then you know she'd be able to handle this if she thought you had her back!"

Realizing Tommy's right, Jamie sighed. He gave in and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Not caring that Jamie felt bad about his part in Jude's breakdown, Tommy said sternly, "Whatever you said, un-say it." He took a deep breath and continued, "And stop messing with my artist's head! We are not having this conversation again. Right?" He waited for Jamie's response, but grew impatient. "Right!"

"Right."

After hearing a knock on the door, Tommy answered with, "Come in," and went back to his papers.

"You should be getting ready for your photo shoot," Georgia said, giving him a weird look.

Tommy glanced over the papers. He noticed Georgia's unusual expression, but ignored it. He went back to his papers and responded, "The shoot is here, Georgia. They're just going to put me in some crazy outfit and make my hair look extra poofy. I think it can wait for me to finish with these papers."

Georgia could help but smile, thinking about Tom Quincy with poofy hair. She stopped when she realized he did it on purpose to stall the shoot. "Tommy! Get out there!"