A/N – Okay, so this is my first fanfic in like…6 months! So please when you R&R give me feedback, I'd really appreciate it!
Oh and I don't own Instant Star or anything to do w/ it, this story is just mine.
Oh yeah, I'll be using "So Yesterday" by Hilary Duff, and Waiting by Greenday, and 24 Hours…
I couldn't believe Georgia had picked who she did. ANOTHER blonde pop-princess who was addicted to Boyz Attack? As if I hadn't had enough of that back in the 90's. So when she brought Sadie in, I nearly choked. I'm pretty sure I told her that this WASN'T what I wanted to work with…
" Sadie Harrison, meet your producer Tom Quincy", it was like the sky was falling. But I put on a fake smile and pretended to be into meeting her.
"Omigod! YOU"RE LITTLE TOMMY Q!"
Geez, girlie, really? I hadn't realized who I was in the past 22 years.
" Don't you EVER let me hear you call me Little Tommy Q again… I'm either Tommy or Tom. So uh…Sadie, right? Like…Sexy Sadie?", I asked her.
"Yeah, that's me…my dad's a big Beatles fan.."
"Kinda figured by your name. So uh, tell me about yourself"
"Well, I'm 18 and I've been singing since like, before I can remember…even before Boyz Attack!"
I rolled my eyes. Here we go, this was gonna be fun.
"So Sadie…why don't you show me what you got" I asked her. She handed me a CD and she walked into the studio and…hold on, did she just WINK at me? I can't believe that she WINKED AT ME… I can already tell producing this girls CD was gonna suck…wait…what's that screeching! Woah…That's SADIE? I need to have a serious talk with Georgia…
"Uh, Sadie can you stop, 'cuz you're hurting my ears" I bellowed. I didn't care if she looked hurt, I walked out of the studio and found Georgia.
"G, I can't work with this…she has no voice to work with!"
"Look Tom, She was the best there was, so work with her as best you can"
"Georgia, you're not telling me that she was the best you could find"
"She was Tom…trust me. Please work with her, you know G-Major needs a star"
"Georgia I can't make somebody into a star who has no talent!"
"MAKE IT WORK TOMMY! I'm serious!"
I glared at her and walked out of the room.
"Look Sadie, why don't we call it a day, you just want to hang out and work on lyrics today or something?" She squeeled so loudly I thought that she was going to wet her pants.
"Okay uhm…Tommy (giggle) I'd love to! Why don't we just go back to my house!"
This is sure gonna be….interesting. So Sadie and I just walked to the parking lot and she nearly fell into the viper she was so excited. She directed me to her house, and practically dragged me inside.
"Where're your parents?"
Her smile faltered.
"They're um… at marriage counseling"
I felt bad all of a sudden and I noticed she looked away from me, as if she were embarrassed.
"Hey, my parents had problems all the time" , I put my finger under her chin and lifted her head to look at me. "Thing's will work out"
She smiled tightly and turned away.
"So um, anyway, you wanted to work on lyrics or something?"
"Yeah, so let's see what you've got"
I took her diary and started to read the lyrics to myself…and they were kind of…okay? I was surprised.
Any moment everything can change
Feel the wind on your shoulder
For a minute all the world can wait
Let go of your yesterday
Can you hear it calling?
Can you feel it in your soul?
Can you trust this longing and take control?
CHORUS
Fly
Open up the part of you that wants to hide away
You can shine
Forget about the reasons why you can
deny and start to try 'cus it's your time, time to fly
--
I was getting into it when I heard somebody else singing…somebody who was definitely not Sadie and… and she was amazing… whoever she was the girl could really belt. I guess I looked pretty amazed…because then Sadie told me it was her younger sister Jude. Wow I guess their dad really did like The Beatles, huh?
I kept listening to her.
I can't have anything I want!
They say I'm just to young but it's not my fault
I'll find my own way home if I gotta
I'll make it all alone if I gotta….
I closed my eyes and listened. I could felt the waves of frustration radiating out of Sadie…and I could feel the way Jude was fed up with the way people were treating her.
"Did she write that?", I asked Sadie. She shrugged and rolled her eyes.
"Can we get back to this?"
"Yeah um, sure…"
Just as I moved a bit closer to Sadie to get the book back which she had been writing it she turned and kissed me. She was cute but she's my artist, so I pulled back and was about to yell at her when--
"Jeez, Sadie, you THINK you could take other people into consideration before you bring home your latest boy toy without telling anybody?" I heard someone say exasperatedly behind us. I whipped around and saw a girl with flaming red hair, a rancid shirt, acid washed and ripped jean mini-skirt with knee length leggings, and combat boots with a guitar in her right hand standing there.
"Jude, why don't you just go join your local mosh pit or whatever it is you do" Sadie snipped. I raised an eyebrow…these two girls were sisters?
"Yeah I'll go do that Sadie when you go to the mall and somehow buy yourself some talent" I couldn't help but smile.
"Tommy, that wasn't funny!" I didn't laugh!
"Tommy…Little Tommy Q! I knew I recognized you. Sadie, it looks like you might actually have some kinda taste!"
"Jude, get out of the house or go upstairs, just stop bugging me."
"Gladly."
She started walking out when she turned back and frowned.
"By the way Tommy Q. , where's your bandana?"
My mouth opened and closed like a goldfish in shock….what'd I do to her?
She laughed and flipped her bright red hair, and walked out of the ho use.
"God, isn't she just like a total drag"
"No…just angsty. How old is she?"
"Sixteen…gosh she's such a freak!"
"I kinda liked her"
"What?"
"Could I talk to her sometime?"
"Tommy, she's sixteen!"
"Yeah…with a great voice!"
"Why don't you just leave?"
"See you at the studio tomorrow at 10"
I walked out of the house and saw Jude next door playing her guitar and singing the song she was singing earlier.
" I'm not so trustful with my friends
I'm on the road alone again
I guess I'm tired of giving in…
I'm sick of wishin' you were near
You've gone away you've made it clear…
Why do I feel you every-"She stopped suddenly.
"Tommy Q, what do you want?"
" To have you record that song"
"Yeah right…" She rolled her eyes.
"I'm serious" I got out a G-Major business card and wrote my number on the back. I handed it to her.
"If you want to, give me a call"
Her mouth dropped, and smiled and walked away
I heard her start a Greenday song and stopped for a split second.
"I've been,
waiting a lifetime for this
moment to come, I'm destined for anything at all…!"
I turned back and we smiled at each other.
"Call me sometime" , and I turned away again, and smiled even more.
Because right then I knew…
We'd finally found an Instant Star.