I HAVE IDEAS!

I have now had 3 ways come into my mind about how to bring Tommy back. I have made my choice.

Thank you to all my reviewers! I may make the next chapters slightly happier for you as Joskers thought it was really sad. Happier stuff on its way I promise.

Alexz.

For the next two months, my daily routine was the same. I got up, went to school, went to work at G-Major, came home and cried myself to sleep.

Everyday I would stop at his house, expecting to see his precious blue viper parked outside. Although I already knew that it wouldn't be there.

I put my second album on hold, refusing to work on it until Tommy was found. Don't get me wrong, Kwest is a really nice person, but he's no Tommy.

The atmosphere around G-Major was totally different. Georgia was no longer pushing me to finish songs, Ej was no longer running about the place like a mad woman and Darius wasn't as bossy or commanding as he used to be.

At home I would lock myself in my room with Jamie and Kat and together we'd try and figure out were Tommy could be. I put appeals out on the radio, asking him- no. Begging for him to come home.

Normally in two months I could write and record around five new songs. But in these painful, sad two months I only managed to produce one. One that was dedicated to him. The reason it took me so long was because whenever I began to record with Kwest, I starting crying and couldn't handle it. Then with an all-nighter and several boxes of tissues, I got through it. It was released onto the radio the next day.

I don't know if he heard it and a part of me thinks he didn't. Because if he had heard it, he would have noticed the pain in my singing and he would have come home.

Then came Valentines Day. Usually I don't mind Valentines Day, in fact it can be pretty good fun. But this year, for me, was different. Jamie and Kat were back together (and after begging for forgiveness, Kat and I became friends again) and it seemed as though everyone had someone. Sadie had her newest boy, I think his name was Dave or something, Ej had someone, and Kwest had someone. Even my own mother had someone. And then there was me. I began spending even less time at G-Major, just to avoid all of the happy couples. A few days after Valentines Day a card came for me.

I had just got home from school to collect my guitar when I noticed an envelope on the floor. At first I thought it was for Sadie, but after looking closely at the name, I realized that it was addressed to me.

I opened it. Inside was a card.

It was from...

I gasped and dropped it. I ran out of the front door and down the street. After what seemed like a lifetime I reached the café.

There he was. Sat there waiting for me.

"Hey Jude."

Ha a cliffie. You all know who it is though right:) More up soon.