A week had passed since Tommy had shown up at Jude's house in the middle of the night. Things were working out pretty well, but Jude decided to stretch it and go past just the three o'clock wake ups every morning. She picked up the telephone and punched in some all-too-familiar numbers.

"Hello?" The person on the other end answered.

"Hey," Jude said, wearing a big, but nervous, smile.

"Oh hey," Tommy said as recognition kicked in, "What's up?"

"I was just wondering if," Jude bit her lip, "Maybe we could go to dinner tomorrow night? You know, after D's party?"

Tommy smiled, though Jude could not tell over the phone, "Like a date?"

Jude hesitated, "Yes, like a date." Tommy's smile grew.

"I'd love to." He sighed. "Our first official date."

"Yeah," Jude said, the former nervousness seeping out, as she hung up.

Walking into G-Major, Tommy spotted his two best friends sitting across the lobby, trying to blend into the background. He gained the same pretense, as he looked more fully around him. All the women of G-Major were running around like crazy, decorating, making calls, and opening newly shipped packages to prepare for the party that was to take place later on that day.

"Milo!" Sadie Harrison called from behind them, "Where have you been, you said you would help me with the decorations." Milo's expression fell. "Well, then, if that is the reaction you're going to have to helping me, maybe we shouldn't get married." She huffed off indigently. Milo just walked over to the couch and slumped down, with his eys closed. Tommy looked at his friend, concerned.

"Man, shouldn't you go talk to her? She just informally called off your wedding." He said. Milo just shook his head.

"That's the third time she's broken off the engagement this morning. She doesn't mean it. It's just what she does when she gets stressed." Spied and Tommy turned to look at him, eyebrows raised, "Yeah, I know, it's a little crazy, but I love her just the same." Tommy and Spied started laughing hysterically. "What?" Milo asked.

Tommy and Spied looked at each other, "I really don't know," Spied said, as Tommy shrugged his shoulders. "Sometimes the easiest thing to do is laugh."

E.J. stood in the midst of a room crowded with women trying on dresses. "No!" she yelled across the room. "That dress is for Karma, Sadie!" She listened. "I don't care if it says your name on it, it's for Karma!" Jude walked up to her. "Jude, go to makeup."

"I've already been to makeup." E.J. looked her over.

"Then go back, tell them to actually do something this time." Before Jude could protest, something else was brought to E.J.'s attention. "Sadie, no, that's for after your performance. Wait, performance? No, Sadie's just a guest." She paused. "Who's performing? Milo, why are you in the girls' dressing room? And take that hideous shirt off, wear the one I set out for you."

"I can't find that one."

"Well, wait a few minutes, I'll be come back there and find it." Milo sat down. "Not in here, you moron. Go back to the guys' dressing room."

"E.J., where's my hat?" Karma whined.

"You don't have a hat, why else would we have put your hair up?" she replied. "Jude, I thought I told you to – what is Darius doing here? He's not supposed to be here until later. Oh great, he's going toward Georgia's office, I have to go find her."

Georgia pulled back the door to her office slowly and peeked her head in. It felt nice to get away from E.J.'s craziness. She saw Darius sitting in her chair. She glared at him, joking. "Get out of my chair."

"Or what?" he inquired.

"Or…I'll…oh, I don't know. You know I'm not good with threats." He laughed at her. She sighed. "But, really, what are we going to do about tonight?"

"Well, it depends. What do you want to do?"

"I don't know. I'm just tired of the tabloids saying that we're dating!"

He hugged her, "Which is exactly why I think we should do this, G."

"But, on your birthday, really?" she asked. "I mean, I know it kind of would be the perfect time to do it. Mom would be here and everyone who we know would be here, but it would cause a lot of questions. I really don't think you should have to tell your life story on your birthday."

"Hey, it's a miracle it hasn't gotten out before. We managed to keep it away from all the kids at school. It will be a relief to have people know." He said, looking her in the eyes. "I want to do this."

She sighed, "Fine. But, I will tell everyone, in my speech. It's not right for you to have to worry with that. And I'll proof it a hundred times if I have to; to make sure it includes everything. Now, go, I have a speech to write." He smiled.

"Okay, see you in a few hours, sis."

E.J. stood once again, eyeing her performers. "Okay, the lineup is – wait, just a minute." She answered her phone, "This isn't a good time." Her eyes widened, "Darius! No, no, anytime is good for you." She listened, "Mhm. Yes. Okay." She closed her phone with a snap. "You're all free to go. No performers, I guess. Well, go!" she screamed, peeved. They all scattered, too afraid to ask any questions.

Georgia looked up from her computer screen to the printer. Her speech was printing. This was going to be a long night, she could already tell. She grabbed her speech off the printer and walked outside, to the stage, where her podium was standing. After setting the paper on the podium, she walked down and spotted Jude and Sadie, "Ah, my two favorite sisters, how are you?" They looked at her uneasily.

"We're fine, but I'm really starting to think everyone in this building has lost his sanity," Sadie said. Georgia didn't seem to be listening to the conversation, but instead, focusing on something far away. Or maybe something that was coming through the door.

"Jude, Sadie, Georgia!" he said, as he came over and hugged each of them.

"Happy birthday," Jude told him, lamely.

"Okay, Sadie, I think I'm going to have to agree with you on that last comment," Georgia commented, as she stared at Jude trying to make conversation. Sadie laughed. "Oh, you two, go stand by the door, people are starting to arrive. Darius, go get dressed!" Nervousness had begun to seep its way into her system, finally. She took a deep breath and began greeting the arriving guests.

Georgia looked around at the guests celebrating and realized it was about time for the gold-iced cake to be cut, which meant she needed to make her speech. Her speech, in her opinion, should not be followed by a celebration. More like isolation from the rest of the world, to dodge all of those questions, which she was sure would pierce her like bullets. There were things that she had never in her life been subjected to; the need to explain the relation of her and her brother, being one. All she had ever known, for as long as she can remember, was that he was her brother. She had known this since she was too young to know that a different skin color made any difference to anybody. She knew she was lucky to have Darius as a brother, because she, to this day, had a protector and someone who would be with her until the end. Their mother was still with him, but she was getting older, and no one knew how much longer she would be with them. He had taken over the job their father should have taken. But, her father was a skittish man; he never took responsibility for his actions, which led to him skipping town when he didn't know what to do, almost right after Darius went to live with them. Darius was the one who taught her to read, to ride a bike, to use money, to not put too much makeup on, to drive, and fill out a college application. He had been there with her, when their mother had first gone into the hospital when Georgia had been just fourteen. He had been twenty, and in college. He kept telling her he was about to break into the world of music. She had laughed. But her strong, loving, hard-working brother had actually done it. He deserved everything he'd gotten. She had never known anyone to give so much of themselves to someone he had met when he was nine. He had no obligation to her, really. But he took it upon himself to help his mother, when she was most vulnerable, and do things normal brothers in normal situations never had to do. He raised Georgia. He was the reason she knew so much about the music business and was able to achieve all she had. He was the strongest and most caring person she had ever known.

And that's how she explained to all of Darius' party guests and the paparazzi why they were seen together so much. Not because they were dating, but because they were siblings.

There were many tears after Georgia's speech, but after all questions had been asked and Georgia and Darius had been hugged by the majority of the guests, it settled down and they all began dancing and socializing again.

Jude, Tommy, Spied, Sadie, and Milo were all standing by the door, talking, when a girl who looked to be about seventeen walked in. "Um, hi. I don't know if I came at a bad time or anything, but I was looking for a Sadie Harrison? I got directed here by her doorman," she told the group. Sadie stepped forward, looking at the girl curiously.

"I'm Sadie Harrison."

Tears welled up in the young girl's eyes and began to overflow. Before any of them had a chance to think, the girl had thrown herself at Sadie. Her arms were wrapped tight around her body and her face was bent, crying into Sadie's shoulder. "Umm, miss? Sorry, could I ask your name?" The girl looked up at her surprised. But, as soon as the surprise set in, they could see fear in the girl's eyes and she became very timid.

"My name," she began, "is Lucy Harrison."

Sadie's eyes widened as she realized who was standing in front of her. When she and Jude were younger, their dad had run away with his lover, Yvette, after their mother kicked him out. Jude had never heard from him again, but Sadie certainly had. Once, three years ago, she was in Michigan, and ran into her father at a small café. He had been ecstatic to see her, but she had not wanted to see him. After a few hours of talking, though, he had her convinced to come and spend the night with him. What he had failed to mention to her, though, was that he was not alone. It turns out, that he had married Yvette and they had a child. The only problem with this, though, was that this child was fourteen. Her father tried to get her to calm down about it, but she had fought with him that night, like she had never fought with anyone else. Once she finally stopped yelling at him, he got a chance to explain to her what happened. He explained that he and their mother had separated once before, but only for a month, when they were younger. It had been during the summer, when Sadie and Jude were at camp. He had moved away, back to his hometown. While he was there, he met Yvette. They fell in love at first sight. But, sure enough, Victoria had come begging for him to come back. He left Yvette hanging, while he went back to his life. A few months later, she called to say that she was pregnant. He had wanted nothing to do with it. But, Yvette begged him to at least choose a name. He had chosen Lucy. He had not seen Yvette since Victoria took him back, until he went to book a vacation for them to Hawaii. They fell back in love. This time, though, it resulted in him losing his family. He went back to Yvette and Lucy, and they both accepted him back, easily. But now, here standing in front of her, was her little sister. All Sadie could think was, "Oh my god."

Then everything went black.

(A/N:) Okay, so I'm a bad author, I didn't even go back through this to proof it. I spent all day on this chapter, and it's going up how it is. Please review. Make sure to tell me ALL about the mistakes I made, I deserve it. :)

~Marianna G.