Sorry that I haven't updated this recently. I feel so bad! Anyway, I'm writing this while watching the football (England v Ecuador. COME ON ENGLAND!) so it's not as good as it could be.
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Alexz
A week after returning from Caribic, and Jude was already feeling the stress of being a rock star.
Tommy was trying to help but his job wasn't all calm and peaceful. Like Jude, stress was invading him. However, unlike Jude, he wasn't going to let it get the better of him. He was going to fight it.
He was walking through G-Major when he saw Jude, leaning against the wall, her head in her hands. Walking up to her, he stood next to her.
Jude looked up at him, gave him a nod of acknowledgement., and looked back down at the ground.
"Hey girl. Something wrong?"
She started to slide down the wall, sinking to the ground. He simply followed.
"I was just in a meeting with Georgia and Darius. Apparently, Darius has bought G-Major and he said that if I don't come up with more than one song every month he'd drop me from the label. I have three days to write and record a new song or, my record contract is history."
Up until that point, Tommy had thought that he had problems in his life, but now he realized how hard it was for Jude. Her parents had divorced, her career was fading fast and he knew that she felt alone.
Putting his arm around her, he pulled her up from the floor.
"Let's go in and write a song that will show Darius that you can make it and that you were born for this."
Hours later and they had done it. The pair were sat in Darius' office. Pressing play, Darius sat back and listened as Jude's voice flooded the room.
"I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your innovations
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, oh, oh
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inner visions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inner visions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, yeah, yeah"
As the song finished, Jude awaited her sentence…