A/N: This is it. THE END!

I didn't think I'd be sad, but I have to say I am. I usually don't get attached to my writing unless its personal, but this is the exception.

Oh well, It's been loads of fun writing.

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To the next story!

THANKS MUCHO (for the LAST time tears)!!!!

Jude walked out on stage to screams and catcalls. Karma followed with SME behind her. Mason stood next to Shay with Patsy at the end of them all.

"I am proud to introduce your Instant Stars for one last time. The always surprising, JUDE HARRISON!" Jude waved and winked at the crowd. Karma put her right index finger to her lips and then it pulled away, bringing her finger to Jude's shoulder and made a sizzling sound, fanning herself. The crowd yelled.

"KARMA!" Jude and Karma bumped hips and Karma waved to the crowd.

"MASON FOX!!" Mason tipped his cowboy hat to the audience making some girls in the front row swoon.

"Let's hear for our special guest, S to the H to the A to the Y, SHAY!!!!!!!" Shay threw up a sideways peace sign and smiled at the crowd. Jude leaned back and looked behind the line of friends next to her. Shay did the same and Jude gave Shay a gigantic smile. Shay winked at Jude and they took their original places.

"Give it up for Spiederman, Wally, and Kyle of the SPIEDERMAN MIND EXPLOSION!!!" Jude, Karma and Shay clapped loudly for SME, while Mason bowed to the three guys. SME stood on stage with nothing but smiles.

"Thanks for coming out guys, I am Patsy Sewer and these are your INSTANT STARS!!!!!!" Everyone grabbed the hand next to them; Jude grabbed Karma's, Karma grabbed Spied's, Spied grabbed Wally's, Wally grabbed Kyle's, Kyle grabbed Mason's, Mason grabbed Shay's, and Shay grabbed Patsy's. Together in a fluid motion, the seven of them bowed forward and came back up to crowd cheers, yells, whistles, cat calls, and smiles.

Jude looked out to crowd and smiled even wider. She was happy; for the first time in a while.

Jude had been walking backstage for a while, not really having anywhere to go. Tommy and Kwest were helping with the Instant Star singles. Portia and Karma were taking make-up and clothes back to the vans and SME and Mason were doing load-in with Yo Momma and Yo Daddy. Jude walked around the corner of the stage and saw Darius talking to a gofer. It was now or never, she guessed.

Darius excused himself and walked up to Jude. "I want you to know I'm sorry."

Jude leaned against the wall behind her with her arms crossed over her chest. "That's been going around lately," she said.

"Yeah, but I am. I never meant to hurt you either. I thought I was helping you," Darius offered.

"But you weren't," Jude said, shaking her head.

"But I wasn't," D said, shaking his head like Jude.

"So what now?" Jude asked.

"You tell me," D said, shrugging his shoulders.

"I alre-" Jude started.

"I heard you Jude. Loud and clear," D said, slightly chuckling, "And even though it didn't go down the way I wanted it to, I realized something that I'd always wanted."

Jude stared at Darius. "What?"

"A fighter," Darius said, his eyes expressing what he felt, "You have fought for and against everything from the day I met you."

Jude smiled widely. "Well-"

"And I should have never tried to stop that. You do what's best. For yourself and for others."

"I try," Jude said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Frozen? Who in their right mind would have done that?" Darius said, laughing.

Jude joined in and laughed. "I don't think I was in my right mind then. It didn't work out the way I wanted it to."

"Yeah, but then we wouldn't have had the chance to work together and although I know we haven't always had the best relationship, we do what works. What's right."

"So?" Jude asked, pressing.

"So, I am telling you that I agree with you. You are an artist and I should have treated you like one," Darius confessed.

"Yes. You should have," Jude said, matter-of-factly.

Darius placed his hands on Jude's shoulders. "So I am making up for lost time. I want you at G-Major."

Jude didn't back down. "And?"

"I trust that you will do what's right. For yourself, for your music."

"I'd like to think I could," Jude resounded.

"Of course, with me still overseeing everything."

Jude gawked. She playfully pushed Darius away, laughing. "God, Darius. You are such a mood killer."

"I try," Darius said, shrugging his shoulders.

Jude smirked and shook her head. Darius pulled Jude into a bear hug like he had tried to earlier before she ripped his head off. This time they were both laughing.

SME was adding the last instruments to the van when Karma walked outside from the back entrance of Vinyl Palace. Wally and Kyle spotted her and slowly walked away without Spied turning around. Karma winked at them and they walked faster. Spied turned around abruptly as he noticed there was silence surrounding him. He crossed his arms on his chest and waited for Karma to get closer. "So," he said.

"So," Karma repeated, slightly rocking on her heels.

"I-" Spied and Karma started. They looked each other and smirked.

"You first," they said together. They looked away, laughing.

"I'LL go first," Spied said.

"Be my guest," Karma offered.

"What was up back there?" Spied asked.

"When?" Karma said, looking slightly confused.

"When?" Spied asked incredulously. "When you said you liked me. A LOT!" he reminded her.

"Oh. That," Karma responded, smirking.

"Yeah. That." Karma looked at Spied, not responding.

"You leave me hanging, not saying anything!" Spied exclaimed.

"That's how I do it," Karma said, shrugging her shoulders. "I wanted to let it sink it first."

"Right," Spied said, rolling his eyes.

"But I do. Like you. A lot."

Spied stared at Karma.

Karma pressed her eyebrows together. "What?"

"I'm waiting for you to walk away again," Spied announced.

"I'm-I guess I deserve that," Karma answered.

"You think?" Spied asked sarcastically.

"Can you be serious for like five seconds?"

Spied silently counted to five. "There. I was serious for five seconds, so yes, I think I can."

"SPIED!" Karma yelled in frustration.

"KARMA!" Spied yelled back.

"VINCENT!" Karma shouted.

"Hey!" Spied said, shaking his head. "No fair. No one is allowed to use the first name. Unless you're my mother."

"Sorry," Karma said, sheepishly.

"It's okay."

A moment of silence passed as Karma and Spied stared at each other. "So before we went all second grade on each other, I was saying-" Karma started.

"You were saying how amazing I was and how much you looooooove me," Spied finished.

"I didn't say I loooooooved you. I said I liked you. There is a difference," Karma said, defensively.

"No really?" Spied said, laughing.

"Ye-Funny, Spied," Karma said, smiling.

Spied put his arm around Karma as they walked away towards Kyle's car. "Let me take you out tonight."

"I thought you'd never ask," Karma said, as she placed her head on Spied's shoulder as they walked away.

Jude picked up her guitar off stage and placed it pack in its case. She closed the clasps, picked it up by the handle, and walked down the steps that led backstage. Tommy stood at the end of the steps and bowed as if he were paying homage to a god.

Jude shook her head. "Funny Quincy. Get off the floor."

"If you insist," Tommy said, getting off of his knees.

"I do," Jude said on the last stair, placing her guitar next to her feet.

"So. You did good, Girl," Quincy commented, nodding his head.

"I know," Jude said as she picked up guitar again and walked away.

"I have a question," Tommy said as he followed her.

"Spill," Jude said, as she found the couch Tommy and Kwest had sat on before the night started. She dropped her case on the cushions and turned around, facing Quincy.

"Frozen? You regret getting involved, don't you?" Quincy asked, placing his hand on the arm rest of the couch and leaning against it.

Jude thought for a second, and then shook her head. "No. I mean, yeah things are crazy because of it. But I think they would be that way regardless if I hadn't tried to profess my love for you by almost committing musical suicide," Jude said, smiling at the end.

"Um, thanks, I guess," Tommy said, slightly unsure how to take Jude's response.

Jude smiled widely. "Another question," Tommy said.

"What am I? The 8th Wonder of the World?" Jude asked eyes wide.

"Some days," Tommy offered. "But seriously, this whole thing," Tommy said, pointing to Jude's outfit, "Did you do it for Darius?"

"Yeah," Jude said, nodding. "But," Jude started, catching Tommy's attention, "I think the real question is, was any of it for you?" Jude poked Tommy in the chest and raised her eyebrows.

Tommy cocked his head to the side, smiling. "Well, I-"

"I'll admit yes. It started out for you, but it ended up being something completely different, I guess."

Tommy nodded. "Okay." Quincy said, shrugging. "I'm cool as long as some of it was for me."

"Tommy!"

"Kidding. Kidding." Tommy said with his hands in the air in an act of surrender.

Jude shook her head. "Now I have a question."

"Yeah?" Tommy asked.

"Was it me or was I just imaging this, but did you actually fight for me?" Jude said slowly, watching Tommy's eyes widen.

"Harrison!"

"What? It was a question," Jude said, laughing.

"I guess I did. Sorta."

"You did great. Thanks," Jude commented.

"Yeah?" Jude nodded. "Then you're welcome, Girl." Jude smiled.

"Another-" Jude cut off Tommy by pushing him with one hand onto the armrest of the couch and with the other pulling his head to hers. She pushed her lips to his in a kiss; much like the one she had given the guy in the audience during her performance earlier, rough and hard, definitely not lacking passion.

Jude let go of Tommy and pressed her forehead to his. "Quincy, you talk too much," Jude whispered huskily, looking Tommy in the eyes.

Jude knew things were going to be alright. She had her music back. Her life. So she had to put some flair into her performances, who didn't now and then? Her life was good. Really good. She was happy. Really happy. She had music and kisses. And her Tommy. Her Tommy. The one that fought for her and sometimes against her. She knew she would break him of that habit soon enough. That was it. She was good to go. Tommy and Music. What else could a Girl need?

A/N: EL FIN!

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