A.N: Hey guys! Sorry I've been M.I.A… with my whole grounding and all. Well, it ended Saturday, but my grandma died on Thursday, so the wake was Sunday and funeral was today, so I've been really slow on my updates! Sorry again! I'm going to try to make it longer today, since I've been missing updates. Thanks for you who reviewed my last chapter!

(Disclaimer: I don't own Instant Star)

Moondancing Millie: I love that song.. It got really annoying a while ago when the radios constantly played it, but now I like it! Thanks for the awesome review!

McDreamylvr: Aww, I'm glad you liked it! And I absolutely love your name! Patrick Dempsey is so hot! I love him!

Chocolateelephantz: Yeah, don't worry. Jude isn't going to stay mad at Tommy. She was just frustrated. I hate Jamie too! He's always bothered me, with his next door neighbor crush! BOOOO HIM!

Love4jommy: Sorry it wasn't posted soon. But I hope you like this chapter a lot! And thanks for the review!

R&R Please!

Jude stepped back inside of the house her and Tommy had rented and spotted Tommy on the couch, his elbows on his knees and his head resting in his hands. He looked up when he heard the door shut.

"Jude," she said rushing over to her and pulling her into a hug. "I was so worried about you. Next time, please answer your cell when I call you. I didn't know if you got lost, or hurt, or even worse! You don't know how to speak any other language's besides English, and it doesn't get very far here," Tommy said rambling on as they were still in the hug.

"Tommy… Tommy!" Jude said stopping him. "I'm sorry I made you worried, but I'm alright! I actually made a friend."

"You made a friend?" Tommy said pulling away to look at her in the face. His face was full with question.

"Yeah! Her name is Songmi, and she's a singer. Here, I'll tell you will I make you breakfast," she said walking over to the kitchen.

"No, you can tell me while I make you breakfast. I'm sorry, but you can't cook anything, and you know that," Tommy exclaimed in a joking tone.

"Hey, I can cook pop tarts , and cereal; all that good stuff!" she said standing akimbo.

"Uh huh. I remember like 2 months ago, when you made me a pop tart and burnt it!" Tommy said looking in cabinets for some pans and spatulas to cook.

"Those were the only pop tarts I've ever burnt; ever."

"Okay, just keep telling yourself that girl."

"I will!" she said proudly.

"So who is this Songmi girl and how did you meet her?" Tommy asked curiously as he pulled some eggs and bacon out of the fridge.

"Well, we met when I ran into her on the sidewalk. She had my c.d. in her bag, and she said she bought it for influence, or something. She really liked my lyrics, and said they were inspiring. She's doing this contest, where you sing a song you write. The only problem was that she doesn't write music well."

Jude stood up and walked over to the coffee pot to make some. "So," Jude said continuing her story, "We went to a café to get coffee and write a song. It turned out really good, and she has an amazing singing voice!"

"Not as good as yours right?" Tommy said sarcastically.

"I don't think anyone's is as good as mine!" she said joking back.

"Besides mine of course," Tommy said flipping the eggs over.

"Right," Jude said holding the I out long. She sat on the bar stool across the counter from Tommy and set her head on the counter. "What are we doing today," she asked, her voice muffled into the counter.

"Well, do you want to do anything special?"

"Ehhh, not really. We should just walk around the city a little bit, looking at everything."

"Alright," he said setting a plate of eggs and toast in front of Jude.

"Is their jelly?" Jude shouted, noticing there wasn't any on her toast. "I NEED JELLY!"

"Okay, alright Jude!" Tommy said pressured as he looked in the fridge and pulled out the grape Jelly.

"Thank you!" Jude said grabbing it out of his hand and leaning over the counter to give him a peck on the lips.

"Mmmm," Tommy said pulling away. "You're very welcome!"

Jude smiled as she put a lot of jelly on her toast and turned the cap back on the bottle. Tommy sat in the seat next to hers and took the jelly out of her hands. "What do you think you're doing?" Jude asked. Tommy had his knife almost in the jelly, but stopped when Jude asked the question.

"Umm, I'm putting jelly on my toast," he said.

"You can't use that knife! It has butter on it!" she said ripping the knife out of his hands and chucking it at the sink. "Use this one." She handed him the knife that she used for her jelly.

"Somebody's deluded," Tommy whispered to himself.

"Hey!" I'm not deluded! I just can't stand it when people use the same knife twice."

They finished their breakfast in piece, with little conversation going on. Once they were done, Tommy took both of their plates and set them into the sink.

"So," Tommy said walking over to Jude's chair and taking her hand. You ready to go out for the day?" he asked, massaging the back of her hand with his thumb.

"NO! I have to do my hair, and put on some decent clothes, and do my makeup," she said jumping out of the chair and running up the stairs.

"I'll be waiting down here for you," Tommy shouted up the stairs.

"Mmkay!" she shouted back. Tommy laid down on the couch and closed his eyes, as he drifted to sleep.

Jude came down after about a half an hour and saw Tommy drooling on the couch. She walked over to him and sat on the edge of the couch.

"Hey," she whispered, running her fingers lightly through his hair. "Tommy," she said muttered into his ear. "Gotta get up Hun," she said rubbing his back. His eyes fluttered open as he smiled up at Jude.

"Hey girl," he said grabbing her hand and holding it.

"Hey," she replied quietly, smiling big down at him. "You looked so cute sleeping, I didn't want to wake you."

"It's okay," he said groggily, sitting up on the couch. Jude was still sitting on the couch, so he sat behind her and put his legs on either side of hers. He wrapped his arms around her waist and set his head on her shoulder.

"Mmmm," Jude groaned. "I don't want to get up," she said after a few minutes of them sitting like this.

"Me neither," Tommy replied with his eyes closed, soaking in the moment.

"Well," Jude said smacking Tommy's leg that was next to her. "We should get up." She stood up and turned around. She grabbed his hand and pulled him off the couch.

"Uhhhh!" Tommy said stretching his arms up into the air.

"Alright, I saw this shop next to the café we were at," Jude said motioning in the air with her hands. "It's a music shop, and it looked really cute! We should look in it!"

"Okay, we could do that," Tommy said grabbing Jude's purse off the table and the keys to their rental. They walked outside to the driveway and Tommy generously opened Jude's car door for her.

"Thanks," Jude said, taking her purse from him.

"Not a problem," Tommy replied stepping into the car. "So, how far away is this store?" Tommy asked starting the car and pulling out of the driveway.

"It was a ten minute walk, so maybe about, two minutes away?" Jude estimated.

"Okay, just tell me how to get their, and this time, I'm trusting you not to tell me to turn right and we end up in a different town, because it was a left turn."

Jude glared over at Tommy. "That was once. And I could've sworn it was a right!" she said trying to defend her self.

"I could've sworn, it wasn't," he replied.

"Yeah yeah. Turn right here."

"Right, not left, right?"

"Yes Tommy! RIGHT!"

"Okay," Tommy cried.

"And it's coming up on the left." Jude said sitting forward in her seat, looking out for the store. "There!" she said pointing it out. Tommy pulled the car up in a parallel spot and the both exited the car. Once they walked into the shop, Tommy raced over to the guitars while Jude flipped through the albums.

"Bi?" Jude said pulling a c.d. out of the rack. "I think I've heard of him before," she thought aloud. "Oh, I know!" Jude exclaimed walking over to Tommy. "Once, Sadie was in this whole, 'I'm obsessed with Korea' phase. It was kind of scary. Once, she saw an Asian in the mall, and walked up to him and said 'Anyounhasio,' which is hello in Korean. It was so funny! He didn't even speak a lick of Korean. I think he was Filipino!" Jude said going on and on about this.

"Do you have a point?" Tommy asked. He was leaned against a wall with his arms crossed.

"Oh yeah! I forgot. See this guy," she said pointing to the c.d. "She always made us listen to him! All of the time in the car! His English name is Rain. Gosh, I never liked his music either. Probably because I couldn't understand it," she thought looking up, wondering.

"So you don't like this guy?"

"No!"

"Then I'm getting the c.d. Tommy said getting of the wall.

"No you're not!" Jude said pulling the c.d. out of his hands.

"Yes, I am!" Tommy laughed as he grabbed her around her waist and picked her off of the ground.

"Tommy!" Jude screeched as he spun her around. Tommy saw a flash out of the corner of his eye and looked toward it. He set Jude down, and she looked around wondering what Tommy was eying.

"Somebody just took a picture."

"Paparazzi! Gosh, don't they ever leave us alone. I swear, wherever I go.."

"Not of us; outside. And there's a lot of flashes too," said Tommy walking closer to the door. When they both stepped outside of the door, Jude and Tommy got more than they expected.

"Spied! Karma?" Spied and Karma were standing in front of a group of paparazzi, posing for pictures. "What are you doing here?" Jude asked walking up to them.

"Jude! Hey," Spied greeted. He stepped away from Karma, leaving her to show her wedding ring to all the photographers. "What are you doing here?" he asked confused.

"I was just going to ask the same thing," Tommy replied, also really confused.

"Well, some of Karma's family lives here, and she called them, and they want to meet her husband," he said motioning to himself.

"Ah, I'm so sorry for you!" Jude said unsympathetically while patting him on his right shoulder.

"Uh huh. But again, I'll ask. Why are you here?"

"Tommy took me here because he thought it was really pretty, and he wanted us to get away," Jude said looking up at Tommy as he stepped over to Karma to chat.

"Wait. I thought 'us' was now you and Jamie, not you and Tommy," Spied questioned, with a raised eyebrow.

"Well it was, but it wasn't there! We had no spark, and it wouldn't work out," Jude said sticking up for herself.

"Did you even give it a try?"

"I can't anymore! I can't pretend I'm in love with someone else. When Tommy isn't in the room, I'm thinking about him. When he's mad at me, I think about him. When he sitting right next to me, I think about him, about what connection we have," Jude said, tears welling up in her eyes. "I know he's the one, and I don't want to try with anyone else. I can't." Spied pulled her into a calming hug.

"Hey, if that's your choice I can't stop you," he muttered into her hair. He set a kiss on the top of her hair and pulled away.

"Okay," she said with smile as she saw his.

"Hey Spiedy! Karma wants her 'hubby' back," Tommy teased as he walked over to the two again.

"Uh, that girl has like an invisible leash on me that I don't know about!" he whined.

"I know the feeling," Tommy replied looking down at Jude.

"Hey! You so don't have a leash on you!" she said in a high pitched voice.

"Sure girl," he said wrapping his arm around her neck.

"Wait, Spied," Jude called as Spied started walking away. "We should all get some dinner while you guys are in town. You should give us a call before you leave."

"Alright," he said walking back over to Jude and giving her a tight hug. "Take care for now though," he said pulling away. He slapped Tommy a man high five and walked over to Karma very slowly.

"I'm surprised he's still in this marriage," Tommy said as they turned around and walked away from the crowd of cameras. He had his arm around her waist and she was pulled up tight against his side.

"I feel so bad for him. He didn't know the wedding was real, and with his parents divorce. It makes me really upset, but I think he's trying to cope with it."

"Yeah. Oh, and I promise that I won't pull any weddings on you just for publicity. I already have enough fame," he said with a cocky smile.

"Hah! Okay."

"But I might pull a really one on you someday," he whispered to himself.

"What?" Jude asked looking up at him

"Oh, nothing. Just talking to myself."

"Yeah, about that. You really have to stop talking to yourself. It looks really weird."

"Like you?"

"Oh my gosh. Did you just say I look weird," she said stopping and crossing her arms.

"In a joking way."

"Well, It so wasn't funny," she cried throwing her hands in the air.

"I'm sorry!" She looked down to her shoes, as if she was really upset. "Hey, I really didn't mean it.."

"Gotcha!" she said looking back up with a big smile. He started laughing, but she put her hand in front of his face to stop him. "But if you ever say I look weird, you'll have something coming."

"Oh will I?" he replied pretending to act scared.

"Oh yeah!" she responded, slipping her hand into his.

"Well, don't worry. I won't say you look weird anymore. Because you don't," he said genuinely.

"Good," she announced, leading them back to the store.

"So, I'm still going to get the c.d." Tommy claimed coming walking back through the door.

"No you're not! And I'm not have this discussion again!"

"Fine, I won't get it," he said walking back over to the guitars in the far corner.

"Boys!" Jude huffed, following him to the back.

"See the acoustic Gibson?" Tommy asked, pointing to a guitar up on the wall.

"Yeah! It's amazing!"

"You want it?" Tommy questioned.

"Are you kidding? That thing's is a fortune! About $1000! No way."

"Are you kidding? $1000 is like $100 dollars out of Tom Quincy's pocket," he stated proudly.

"Tommy, you are not getting that guitar for me! I have three at home, and I really don't want you spending all of this money on me!" she said setting her had on his arm.

"Jude. I know what I'm doing. I want to get you this guitar. Hey, we could even write a few songs while we're here. Then when we get back to Canada we can continue on your fourth album," Tommy spoke optimistically.

"Well, if you're sure."

"Positive," Tommy replied, giving her a side hug.

"Thank you; so much," Jude said sincerely.

"Only the best, for my best," he said putting his hand under her chin. He set a light kiss on her nose, and left off with a short Eskimo kiss. They smiled as they purchased the guitar and walked out of the store, hand in hand.

A.N: I know, not the best chapter. Just getting it somewhere. It will go somewhere, I promise. Not as long as I wanted it, but I'm so tired right now. Alright, I'm going to try to update more now since I'm off grounding, but I can't promise anything. If I don't update before Christmas, which I should, Happy Holidays!