A/N: I'm glad so many people enjoyed the first chapter! I know the story seems kind of slow and it's not that exciting, but drama will be coming later on, I promise. Just keep up the reviews and I'll try and keep up the updates. They'll probably be around a week apart or maybe even sooner if I have extra time during the week. Here's the next part. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Instant Star...you know the rest.

Chapter 2: Don't Let Me Down

Jude barely reacted to the casual question. She twisted her head a little bit until her gaze locked with a familiar pair of blue eyes and said simply, "Hey, Tommy."

"Heeey Jude."

This was followed by an eye roll from Jude and a playful smirk from Tommy. She took a step forward and gave Tommy a warm hug, the kind they used to share before her sixteenth birthday, before the kiss that never happened, and before all of the subsequential events. A little surprised, Tommy reciprocated the action and after a few seconds they pulled apart.

"How was Italy? And weren't you guys supposed to come back next week?"

"Italy was fantastic, I'm sure Sadie will help fill you in. And, yeah, we were supposed to get back next week."

"So why are you guys here now?"

Sadie decided that it had been too long since she had last spoken, so she piped in, "Well, Tommy felt bad about missing your first tour and we really wanted to come to one of your shows. So, we changed our tickets so we could be here in New York at the same time as you so we could catch your last show. Our flight to Vancouver leaves tomorrow afternoon. Fantastic job by the way, sis. I think I saw at least twenty guys in the front row drooling before you had even finished your first song of the night."

"I honestly don't think it was me they were drooling over. Actually, I'm pretty sure they were all staring at Speed," Jude joked.

"Who was staring at me, Jude?" Speed asked as he walked over to the group.

Jude exchanged a look with Sadie, then replied "No one" with a suppressed giggle.

Speed gave the two sisters a skeptical look. "Sure. Anyways, Jude you need to go to the equipment room so the sound crew can get the mic and stuff back from you."

"Ok, I'll be there in a second." Jude turned to Sadie and Tommy and said, "I need to get going, but I still want to talk some more and catch up with you guys. The band and I and some of other people are going to Club 91 to celebrate the end of the tour. You should come with us. I know it's kind of late so if you don't want to that's fine, too."

"Of course we'll be there, Jude. And you think 11 is late? I'm really going to have to take you out more when we get home," Sadie replied without even asking Tommy if he wanted to or not.

"Sounds good. We should be ready to leave in about half an hour. That okay?" Jude asked.

"Yeah, we'll just hang around here until you and the band get done doing whatever you need to. I'm sure we'll find something to entertain us, right Tommy?"

"Well, Sadie, I know you can find anything to keep you occupied. Remember when we took that rowboat out on the lake? You wanted to row so I gave you the oars and look what happened! I can't believe we were stuck out there for three hours!" Tommy teased.

"It's not my fault! They should attach the oars to the boat with rope or something in case someone drops them in the water. Or better yet, they should make them float instead of sinking to the bottom of the lake like anvils." (I know most oars actually float but work with me here.)

"I'm not making fun of you so much for dropping the oars but for what you did while we were stranded."

"Oh come on, Tommy, you know you had fun. When was the last time before that that you even heard all of your BoyzAttack songs, let along sang them?"

"Years ago, and I don't wish to ever do it again, thank you very much."

"But we have thirty minutes to kill right now, and we had so much fun before..."

Jude just laughed as she walked away towards the equipment room and away from the bickering couple. She would have killed to see Tommy's face while Sadie serenaded him with his old songs and then made him sing along. The look on his face would've been priceless.

"We have your private room all ready, Miss Harrison. Please follow me," the owner of Club 91 directed as he led the group towards the VIP rooms in the back.

Jude, Sadie, Tommy, Speed, and the rest of the band filed into the lavishly furnished room. A large table was set up in the middle with enough room for about fifteen people. Tommy and Speed helped seat Sadie and Jude before taking their own seats.

"So, you guys wanna order some drinks while we wait for everyone else to get here?" Speed questioned.

"Sure, but who are we waiting for?" Sadie asked, still delighted over the limo ride to the club. Having a rock-star for a sister definitely had its benefits.

"Umm, EJ, Georgia, Kwest...help me out here, Jude."

"Mom and Dad wanted to come but they couldn't get off work. Kat's internship is brutal and she's pissed because she can't make it, and I couldn't get a hold of Jamie, strangely enough. I wonder if something's wrong because I've called him at least ten times and left a bunch of messages, but he hasn't picked up or called me back," Jude finished worriedly.

Sadie tried to reassure her sister. "I'm sure he's fine, Jude. Don't worry about it. It's Jamie; he'd never let you down. Even if he was run over by an 18-wheeler he wouldn't stop until he reached you or whatever."

The conversation halted as Georgia, EJ, and Kwest walked into the room.

"Very nice," Kwest commented while looking around.

"Agreed," EJ stated as she inspected the various vintage records hanging on the walls.

Georgia didn't look at all fazed by the luxurious room and headed straight for the table. "Hey Jude, Speed-" She stopped greeting the band members as her eyes locked with Tommy, then Sadie. "What are you guys doing here? I thought you weren't supposed to be back until next week."

"Change of plans," Tommy clarified. "We decided to catch Jude's last show so we flew out early."

"Oh, ok then. Welcome back you two. So is everybody here that could make it? You want to get started, Jude?"

"Uh, yeah. Go ahead, Georgia."

"All right, everyone please have a seat," she looked pointedly at Kwest and EJ, who were still wandering around the room observing the furnishings. "Should we order drinks?"

As if on a cue, a waiter walked into the room and inquired, "What can I get for everyone this evening? Wine, soda, water?"

Each person from the group selected their choice and the waiter left to go get them their drinks. There was an awkward silence when no one could think of anything to say. It wasn't because Tommy and Sadie were present; merely that everyone was lost in his or her own thoughts.

Tommy couldn't stand the silence any longer and decided to fill the empty space with some meaningless words. At least it wouldn't be empty anymore. "So, Jude how was the rest of your tour?"

The question from Tommy forced Jude to snap back to the real world. "Wha? It was, um, good. I had a lot of fun and the audiences were amazing."

This received a nod from Tommy before a small, mischievous smile adorned his face. "What?" Jude asked, not really sure if she wanted to know.

"I was just wondering if there are any monumentally embarrassing moments that happened that I should know about." Jude turned beet red while Tommy looked expectantly at the members of the band. They in turn looked at each other and smirked. Speed was the first to speak.

"Well, I can think of one in particular involving the pool at that hotel in Toronto..."

If it was even possible by now Jude turned even more crimson, almost matching the color of her old hair. "You wouldn't dare, Speed..." threatened Jude.

"Jude, we just spent the last six weeks on a bus together. You should know by now that I most definitely would, and will."

That was it. Jude exploded from her chair like a cork from a wine bottle and went straight for Speed. Kwest was sitting between the two and managed to grab Jude by the waist before she could reach Speed and do some real damage, but that didn't stop him from popping out of his chair in record time anyway.

"Easy, Jude. You don't want the press to find out about this, do you? 'Psychotic Instant Star Slays Bandmate.' It actually has a pretty nice ring to it."

"Come on, Kwest, let me go!" Jude yelled as she fought to loosen his grip on her. "I swear there'll at least be a body left for the funeral!"

While this was going on, the other people at the table sat back and watched the show, amused by the livid Jude. It definitely lightened the atmosphere of the room and put everyone in a fairly good mood, except for Jude, of course.

"Ow!" screeched Kwest as Jude's foot connected hard against his shin. "Tommy, man, you better come help me before she gets loose and we have a homicide on our hands."

"That was your own fault, Kwest. I wouldn't have had to kick you if you had just stayed out of it in the first place," Jude retorted to Kwest's exclamation.

"Yeah, so we could all watch Speed get the crap beat out of him? I think not, red. Wait, it's not red anymore. Now what am I supposed to call you? Yellow? Or would you prefer Barbie?

This earned a "Hey!" from Sadie and a chuckle from everyone else. Jude was still too busy trying to inflict bodily harm on Speed and now Kwest to care.

Now Speed was a little incensed. "You guys think Jude could beat me up? She's blonde, for crying out loud, and a girl!"

"Which is exactly why she could beat you up," EJ declared.

Tommy decided Kwest had suffered enough and started to get up to go help him. Right when he did, the door to the room opened and someone walked in. Jude glanced up and immediately stopped struggling against Kwest. She stared for a second and then finally spoke.

"Jamie?"