AN: Thank you all for reading! You guys rock! There's one more chapter in this story, but I'll be working on a sequel to this that I'll post when I have the time. It'll be called Life with the Quincys. Check it out, OK?

Special ANs: Thanks to the following reviewers:

biminigirl15, you'll find out right now. I hope you like it as much as I did writing it.

Shannon, you so rock! I'll try to get the Eden thing going if I have time (unless you'd want to write it with me? How would that work, anyway?)

Camsma, I'm all over it. You're going to see just how Tommy's family really is.

scott4eva, those are some really good ideas. I don't know if I can get them all in at once, though it'd be really funny to see.

Ally, you don't have to wait any longer. Just read below, it should answer any questions you have.

Chloe, you never know how they'll turn out. I'm going to go out on a limb here and write Tommy's family differently than anyone else has. I just hope you'll like it.

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And to everyone else who's reading, I just wanted to thank you so much for sticking with it this far. You're the BEST! (blasts Instant Star music and making my parents go crazy

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Disclaimer: (I always forget this part) Of course I don't own Instant Star or any of the characters. But I wish I did. Then we wouldn't have to wait another 6 months to see Tommy and Jude hook up (if they even do in Season 3. But I'm thinking they won't for a while…even though I hope I'm wrong.)

Chapter 27: Last Meal at Sadie's

Jude and I made it back to Sadie's place, and started packing. The guys came back, and noticed we were lugging our suitcases to the front door.

"Dudes, where you goin'?" Speed said.

"We decided to move in with Tommy's family," Jude huffed as she pulled the suitcase out of the room.

"Here, let me," I said, taking Jude's luggage from her. Jude smiled at me in appreciation, as my heartbeat accelerated just looking at her.

"Aww, aren't you her knight in shining platinum?" Kyle cooed, as Jude blushed.

"Dude, shut it," I said. No one would ever tease me, especially not in front of my girl.

"Ooh, I'm shaking in fear," mocked Kyle. Speed punched him, and Kyle yelled, "Dude! What'd you do that for?"

"C'mon," Speed said, motioning for Kyle and Wally to follow him. What was going on?

We finished putting the last of our stuff into my Viper, then went back into the house for a last-minute snack.

"Whoa," I said, as I came back in. The curtains were drawn, there were candles everywhere, and I bit back a laugh as Speed, Wally, and Kyle came out dressed in suits and tie. Kyle was playing an acoustic guitar, and trying to play a romantic song.

"Welcome to our International House of Pop-Tarts," Speed made a mock bow, and Jude couldn't help laughing. "If you'll follow me right this way, please." Jude and I looked at each other and shrugged.

We made our way to the dining room table, where the nicest plates, glasses, and utensils had been taken out and set up for us.

Speed and Wally fought to seat Jude, and almost ended up pulling the chair away from her before she could sit down.

"Here you go, madame," Speed drawled in the worst French accent I've ever heard.

"And monsieur," Wally said, mauling the French term just as badly. I'll have to remember to thank my family for teaching me how to speak French properly.

"If you haven't noticed, we have several excellent choices for you to choose from. We have the original plain Pop-Tarts. Flavors included are apple cinnamon, blueberry, brown sugar cinnamon, chocolate chip, and ctrawberry. We also have frosted Pop-Tarts, and flavors for these are blueberry, brown sugar cinnamon, cherry, chocolate fudge, chocolate vanilla crème, grape, raspberry, s'mores, strawberry, wild berry, and wild magic burst. We also have frosted Pop-Tarts in a nice low-fat version, if madame would prefer…" Wally paused, as Speed elbowed him in the side for insinuating that Jude was fat, even though she was only pregnant. "HEY!" Wally said, then remembered he was supposed to be the waiter. "Excusez moi, madame. As I was saying, flavors for these are brown sugar cinnamon, chocolate fudge, and strawberry. We also have Pop-Tarts pastry swirls, which come in apple cinnamon, cheese, cheese & cherry, cinnamon crème, and strawberry. Or, if you would prefer something else, we also have Pop-Tarts Snak Stix, which come in cookies and crème, frosted berry, and frosted berry. Would you like something to drink with that? We have some nice skim milk…" Speed ignored Wally whispering, "Colored water!" loudly to him, "or 1, or 2, or whole, and we have chocolate milk and strawberry milk as well. Or if you would like, we have Dasani water, Evian water, Arrowhead water, or…"

Jude couldn't help giggling as Speed ranted on and on, and I glanced at her, knowing exactly what she was thinking. "We'll both have the frosted strawberry Pop-Tarts with chocolate milk, please."

"Very well, we'll bring your Pop-Tarts and milk out as soon as they're ready." With that, Speed bowed out of the room, almost knocking Wally down as he was coming out with two glasses of milk. "WATCH IT!" Wally bellowed, just as Speed yelled, "HEY!" then remembered he was being watched. "I mean, excuse me, dude." Speed mumbled back, "Sorry 'bout that, dude." He took the glasses from Wally and set them down on the table. Then they disappeared back into the kitchen.

"Thank you, that was quick," Jude remarked, smiling broadly at them. She stirred the milk around with her straw, then took a sip. "Mmm…that's really good."

I also sipped my milk, thinking, "Wow! I never thought the guys could make anything. This is pretty decent. Just the right amount of sugar, and the right amount of chocolate syrup. Perfect!"

Before long, I heard the sounds of the toaster going off. A moment later, I heard them yelling in the kitchen.

"OW! These are hot!"

"Don't drop 'em! Here, take these funny-looking gloves."

"I can't help it, dude, these are hotter than hot potatos!"

"Wait, these are too big. I can't hold the plate if I wear these!"

"Watch it! The plate's sliding."

Seconds passed, then I heard a loud crash, and then one of them swore. I heard another one say, "Don't worry about it. Just run it under cold water. It'll be clean enough AND it won't be so hot." Then the last one said, "DUDE!" as in, "Great idea!"

Jude covered her eyes, as if she were embarrassed. But she was smiling.

The guys finally trooped out, looking worn out and upset. "Your Pop-Tarts, monsieur and madame." Jude and I pretended as if we hadn't heard anything, but as soon as they left, we burst out laughing.

"Are these safe to eat?" I said, stabbing mine with a fork.

"I think they're OK," Jude looked at them doubtfully. Her stomach rumbled, and she said, "Looks good to me." She picked one up and crammed it in her mouth. After swallowing, she said, "It tastes OK, just a little wet."

"OK," I said, taking a mouthful of milk. Then I bit into the first one. It was OK, but it wouldn't last long, considering the way Jude was wolfing them down.

We finished the rest of the Pop-Tarts in relative silence, with an occasional refilling of our glasses. Then the guys came out, saying that it was on the house, and then they finally broke out of character. They grabbed their guitars, and began strumming and singing.

"Hey Jude, don't make it bad.
Take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her into your heart,
Then you can start to make it better.

And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain,
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders.
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder.

So let it out and let it in, hey Jude, begin,
You're waiting for someone to perform with.
And don't you know that it's just you, hey Jude, you'll do,
The movement you need is on your shoulder.

Hey Jude, don't make it bad.
Take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her under your skin,
Then you'll begin to make it
Better better better better better better, oh.

Na Na Na Na Na Na, Na Na Na, hey Jude..."

Jude laughed as they ended their song. "Dude, don't forget us," Speed said. Wally and Kyle nodded solemnly.

"Guys, I see you every day. How can I forget you 'dudes'?" Jude said, referring to the way they called one another.

"Oh yeah, that's right," Wally said, as Kyle took his hand and slapped him in the forehead with it. "OW!" he yelled.

"What Wally means, Jude, is that we're gonna miss you guys," Speed spoke for the group.

"Yeah, don't be a stranger," Kyle added.

"Guys, this is Sadie's house, remember? I'll visit you all the time," Jude reminded them.

"Oh yeah," Wally repeated again.

I glanced at my watch. If we wanted to make it there as soon as possible, we'd have to leave so that we wouldn't hit traffic.

"Uh, Jude, we gotta go," I said.

Jude looked at me, then at the other guys. She ran out and hugged all of them together, getting a little teary-eyed.

"Bye guys," Jude said. These days, she was even more emotional than usual.

"We'll miss you, Jude," they all said.

"Now go on, get outta here," Speed said, waving her off.

Jude smiled at them, then took my hand, as we walked outside and drove off, leaving Sadie's house behind us.

AN: OK, there you have it. There's one more chapter to this, and then the sequel, which I have some great ideas for. I decided that Tommy's reunion with his family, and Jude's meeting and getting to know Tommy's family even better would be a new chapter (in my case, a new story) in their lives. So, what'd you think? Please let me know by reviewing.