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Chapter 23: I know we're cool

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Jude screamed hitting her head against the counter.

"What Jude?" EJ asked.

"I can't think of any lyrics! He's clouding my- I mean, my mind is clouded."

"Thinking of something, or someone, special?"

"No… Why do you ask?"

"No reason, you just seem a little too distracted for it to just be a spacing out thing."

"No, just normal distraction. Um, how are you, are you feeling better?"

"I'm feeling fine. I'm more worried about you."

"I'm okay, really."

"Whatever you say." She walked away.

Jude looked back down at her paper but no matter how much she stared, it didn't magically fill itself in. Why is he still bugging me? I can't get him out of my head… She looked around the studio and out the window into the lobby. She couldn't find him. He hadn't come into work today. But she couldn't blame him, she wouldn't have even come in if her mom hadn't forced her to.

Trying to take her mind off of him, she turned on the radio, hoping for inspiration.

"This is the Awesome Request Hour. If there's a special someone out there that you want to let them know how you feel, give us a call."

Jude was about to turn off the radio when the DJ said, "Get a load of this; Tommy Quincy dedicating a song for Jude Harrison. I guess the stalking has gotten a little out of hand. Anyways, here's for Jude Harrison from Little Tommy Q."

It's hard to remember how it felt before
Now I found the love of my life...
Passes things get more comfortable
Everything is going right

And after all the obstacles
It's good to see you now with someone else
And it's such a miracle that you and me are still good friends
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool

We used to think it was impossible
Now you call me by my new last name
Memories seem like so long ago
Time always kills the pain

Remember Harbor Boulevard
The dreaming days where the mess was made
Look how all the kids have grown
We have changed but we're still the same
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool

And I'll be happy for you
If you can be happy for me
Circles and triangles, and now we're hangin' out with your new girlfriend
So far from where we've been
I know we're cool

Jude shut off the radio, about ready to cry. And then like a ton of bricks, it hit her. She started scribbling down lyrics as fast as she could before grabbing her guitar and rushing out of G Major.

"Where are you going?" Georgia shouted at her.

Jude looked back at her but continued running. "I need to go take care of something." With the song lyrics pulsing through her head, she kept running, with her destination in mind. All she knew was that she had to get to Tommy's.

But the house was dark when she got there. His viper wasn't sitting in the driveway. It seemed so dead.

She ran up to the door and started to knock loudly. "Tommy! Tommy! Please open up!" She continued to knock for the next five minutes before slipping to the ground. "Why would he be home? He has better things to do…"

"Now why do you say that?" A voice interrupted her.

She looked up at Tommy, who was standing in front of her. "I'm- I'm just going to go…" She stood up to leave but Tommy grabbed her guitar from her. "Give me my guitar."

"What are you doing here?"

"Nothing. Now give me my guitar."

"Not until you explain what you're doing here."

"Never mind, you can keep the guitar, I owe you one anyways." She turned to walk away but Tommy grabbed her arm.

"Jude, what's going on?"

"Was that really you who dedicated that song to me today?"

"Um- I- uh…"

"It wasn't you was it? Great now I feel like a complete moron…"

"You're not a complete moron. I did dedicate that song to you."

"Why?"

"I'm absolutely crazy about you, Jude."

"Then why did I have to go home?"

"I felt Jamie was getting in my way, and instead of having him killed off, I thought I'd let you go."

"But you don't need to let me go."

"I know that now I guess. So what are you doing here?"

"I'm going to need my guitar to show you that."

"Alright." He handed her guitar back to her.

"But you can't laugh…"

"I promise."

AN: Cute… Anyways, please R&R!