A/N: Consider this alive again. Seriously. After a horrible school year with my wicked AP English teacher, I'm thinking about getting back to writing for just fun. Don't call it a comeback yet though, here's just a little bit to refresh your (and my) memory about the story. I promise I will get back to the thank you's and such on the next chapter which WILL not take 11 months to get out. Leave me some love to let me know if I stil got it.

-A

"I'll just take the train with her."

"No you're not," Tommy scoffs.

"Yes, I will."

"You can't."

"Why not?" I ask innocently. That question could be categorized as stupid. I already know why. After Veronica had a train ride with me, there would be no more Vommy because I would push Veronica out of the train just as we reached top speed.

I'm kidding.

I might just tell her about every bad thing about Tommy I could think of though. That certainly wouldn't be beneath me.

"Why not," I ask again.

"Because…"

"Because why?"

"Because I said so."

Oh no buddy, you have to think of something better than that. When have I not done something just because he said so? Hmm, let me think on this—NEVER. And I certainly will NOT begin starting anytime soon.

Pshh. Because he said so. Seriously, who does he think he is? Diane Keaton?

"If Jude doesn't mind, why do you mind?" Veronica pipes up.

That's right girl ask him questions. Make him elaborate!

"Because…"

Wonderful explanation, very articulate and well thought out.

"That's it. Veronica, you and I are going by train. Tommy, we'll meet you there," I say, with finality. My hands on my hips and stance only complete the finality.

"You meet us where?" Mason asks, finally finding a bottle of Smart Water. "Say what? What I miss?"

"Veronica and I are--"

"Jude thinks she and Veronica are taking a train instead of the plane," Tommy interrupts me.

"Oh no, Jude, I bet there's bound to be a lot of exchanges, and you're not good with directions or time…"

"Hey, Veronica and I--"

"Veronica sucks at that type of thing too," Tommy interrupts me again. Is he trying to make a habit out of this?

"Hey!"

Not everyone can be frickin' Christopher Columbus like Tom and Mason are apparently. And she could be good at time management slash travel arrangements and stuff.

I'd expect the chauvinistic attitude from Tommy, but Mason's supposed to be on Barbie and my side.

Dammit Mason. You're on my shit list buddy. You're number 33.

"It's true," Veronica shrugs, dejectedly.

What is the matter with that girl! Doesn't she know when to bluff? You don't just show the enemy your cards. That's it during an exciting game of BS.

I'm through trying to help the girl out, strap her little behind to the jet. Put her at a window seat! Bring on the turbulence!

"Look, I'll take Veronica by train," Mason offers.

I open my mouth to interject once again, but, I do something I never do. I think before speaking.

This could be good.

Let me think this out. Mason is escorting Veronica my train. That means Tommy, Myles, and me on the jet. Myles will be completely absorbed by his video game, which basically leaves Tommy and me.

Tommy Time!