To: You

From: Me

Wow. Thank you all so much for the awesome reviews. They mean the world to me. I would like to also thank Melissa and Rachel. Without them, the next few chapters would not be as well written as they are without their commentaries.

I have all the chapters up 10 written. Its crazy. I have no idea how that happened. I hope to update the next chapter later this week. Chapter 6 will be up next week. I have to fill the void of no IS for what, 2 weeks? I am so looking forward to it.

Anyway, enough of my rambling. On to the chapter!

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All the Things She Said

All the things she said,
All the things she said.
Running through my head.

- TaTu

Ah friends, you got to love them, especially the nosey ones. Like my friend, Claudia. You cannot help but appreciate her up front, no bullshit attitude.

"Details. I want details!" Claudia Young demanded. Jude looked up from her sandwich and soda. She was done with recording for the day and chose to grab lunch at the café across from G- Major.

"What?" Jude asked. She pushed her hair behind her ears and picked up her soda.

"You work with boss lady. A blind man could not miss the rock on her hand. Which, by the way, is large enough to pay for a few islands in the Caribbean. What are the details?" Claudia rambled.

Claudia was an intern at G-Major. She had become close friends with Jude after the Kat/ Jamie fiasco. Jude had ran into Claudia at hospitality one afternoon. They bonded over their mutual dislike of Darius and caffeine.

"Oh, that," Jude responded. " Apparently it's just a re-engagement."

"And how does that make you feel?" Claudia asked, picking up the other half of Jude's sandwich. Jude busted out laughing.

"Did you seriously just ask me how does that make you feel?"

Claudia shot her a frustrated look.

"Okay, Dr. Phil… I feel indifferent."

Claudia rolled her eyes. " Jude, honey, I am invoking my right as new bff to tell you to drop the act. You are in love with Tommy. You have to be feeling something."

"I am feeling something. Indifference. He was such an ass to me the other night. He had the audacity to tell me that I wouldn't understand their relationship because I had never been in love."

"Seriously? He seriously said that? Do you want me to beat him up? I know a guy that knows a guy to go after him," Claudia offered with a megawatt smile.

Jude tossed her arms around Claudia and pecked her on the check.

"Thank you."

"Hey now, what is this girl-girl action I'm missing out on?" Jaime teased, joining the two girls at the café table. Claudia and Jude chucked potato chips at the up- n- coming music manager.

"Shut up, Andrews. You only wish you were getting in on the action," Claudia retorted.

" Ha ha ha. I am going to ignore that," Jaime shot back, sarcastically. "How are you doing, Jude? I was just at G-Major. I saw the ring Samantha Martez was sporting. Talk about enough money to feed a small country."

"That is what I am saying!" Claudia quipped.

"Can we move on to another subject, please? I'll talk about school, my family, anything but Tommy and his engagement. I really don't want to talk about it right now," Jude pleaded.

"School? Are you well, Harrison?" Jaime asked, placing his hand on her forehead.

"I'm not kidding, Jaime," Jude snapped. She pushed his hand away. "I'm sorry. I am just really stressed. Filming starts in a few days. I am supposed to start recording some Q&A sessions this weekend. By the way, if you guys can, would you mind coming in to the studio and sign some release forms, unless you plan on bailing out on me."

"Never," Claudia declared. "I only hope Colin Egglesfield will turn on the television and be like her! I want her!"

"Who?" Jaime asked perplexed.

Jude shook her head. "Ignore her. She has a soap opera problem."

Jaime gave the two girls an odd look before leaving them to themselves.

"He has a really nice butt," Claudia observed as Jaime walked away. Jude looked at her horrified.

"Are you serious?" Jude gaped.

Claudia grinned and shrugged. Jude chuckled to herself. You really have to love your friends.

"I'm standing alone. I'm standing on my own. Mmm hmmmhmm." Jude hummed to herself, strumming on her guitar. After finishing lunch with Claudia, she escaped to her private sanctuary.

"Hey Harrison!" Vincent Spiederman called out, as he entered the practice space.

"Hey Spiederman," Jude replied. Spiederman picked up his own guitar and sat next to Jude. "What are you playing?"

"Nothing. I am just messing around. What has got you in such a good mood?"

"I just got a call from Samantha Martez. How come you didn't mention she was producing the record! She wanted me to tell you that MTV wants to do a photo shoot of the band. I cannot believe that THE Samantha Martez called me. I am going to keep my cell phone forever. You know, I am just a little younger than her. Do you think she digs younger guys?"

Jude looked at him blankly.

"Ah! I am just kidding, I have my own lead singer to swoon over. You know I love you, Jude." Spied emphasized his point by wrapping his arms around the quiet crooner.

"You better," Jude said, smacking Spied playfully in the stomach. Spied sighed and leaned back against the couch. Jude smiled softly to herself. It was nice to be held.

"No, I don't want this to out shadow Jude. Look, my engagement to Tom Quincy has nothing to do with Jude Harrison's project. I want all attention on Jude and as little as possible on me and Tom. No, we will not televise our wedding!" Samantha slammed her phone down on to the cradle. She was passed annoyed. She was irritated and it was only 1 in the afternoon. She looked at the calendar on the desk. Filming of the Untitled Jude Harrison project would begin Tuesday. It was now Friday. People cared more about her engagement than her new project. Samantha twisted the vintage 3.5-carat diamond ring off her finger. As happy as she was to have Tommy finally slip it on her finger, it was becoming a problem.

"Is there a reason why your ring is on your desk and not your finger?" Tom inquired from the doorway.

"People care more about the ring on my finger than Jude. I've been getting calls all morning about our engagement. Can we go back 10 years and be nobodies?"

"We could, but then you wouldn't have a such a nice ring," Tom said, teasingly. He walked up to her desk and picked up the ring. " I did good, right?"

"You did a beautiful job," Sam said rising to her feet. She leaned over and pulled on Tommy's tie. "I could careless about the ring. All that matters is that you are the one that gave me."

Tom smiled and kissed her softly.

"Would you still say that when I am old, bald, and my looks are gone?"

"Forever and always. I love you, Thomas Quincy."

Tommy leaned down to kiss Sam.. He pulled away with a smile and sat down across from her.

"So my mom called today. She's rather pissed that she learned from Much Music that her baby was getting married. She said that she has always thought that you were such a nice girl. Didn't care for the pink hair, though."

Samantha laughed and touched her once hot pink tresses.

"They were highlights and so long ago."

"We're not that old, babe. You barely are old enough to drink in the states."

Samantha stuck her tongue out childishly. Tom took this as an opportunity for a deeper kiss.

"Whatever," Sam mumbled against his lips. She pulled herself away from Tommy and re-took her seat.

"We should probably work out some sort of press statement."

"Press statements? Shouldn't we be talking wedding gowns and floral arrangements?" he joked.

"That will come, but for now, we need to take care of our other business. I don't want the media concentrating solely on our engagement. So, I booked Jude on TRL for Monday."

"Sam, you can't just book Jude for TRL without consulting her."

"I have been trying to get a hold of her all day. She isn't answering her cell. Should I call and cancel?"

"No, no. Its fine. Just clear things with me before you schedule Jude for stuff, all right?"

Samantha quirked a brow at Tom's tone.

"You and I both know how Jude is still new to all this. I don't want to overwhelm her. We don't want to burn her out."

Sam simply nodded. Tom smiled nervously.

"Now, how about that press release? Should we set a date?"

Tom Quincy to Wed Samantha Martez

G-Major record producers and recording artist, Tom Quincy and Samantha Martez happily announce their engagement. A winter wedding in Los Angeles is in the works.

"How long, Jude?" Sadie asked. Jude turned her eyes away from the television to her sister.

"He proposed 3 days ago. Sadie, I am so sorry." Jude got up to hug her sister. Sadie shrugged her off.

"Hey, it's not your fault. It's not like I expected him to come back from LA and want me again. Excuse me, I have to get to work or something. I'll talk to you later. By the way, mom said someone from G-Major called this afternoon. They left a message." Sadie hurried away from her sister's bedroom and out of the house. She finally wiped away a stray tear when she was settled in her car.

Jude reached over her bed to pick up her phone. Friday was her official day off, what could they possible want.

(Jude, it's Sam. I am sorry for springing this on you, but would you mind catching a flight to New York for a couple of days? TRL would like for you to guest host. We'd fly out Sunday afternoon and be back Tuesday. They've agreed to push back filming to Thursday so you could get an extra day of no cameras. If you have any doubts about the show, please let me know. Give me a call when you can. Thanks.)

With a wide grin, Jude pressed the flash button and dialed G-Major.

"Sam, it's Jude? TRL, you say? I'll do it. When do we leave? Could I bring someone else besides the band?"

New York with just the Newly Weds and the boys? Yeah right, I need my reinforcements.

Chapter song: All The Things She Said by TATU. - I had no clue what the song was really about till I really listened to it. I tend to miss things, when I listen to just the music and not the lyrics.

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