"Jude, I'm hooooome!" Sadie yells as she walks though the front door, probably expecting and party or something. "Jude?" She calls when she realized no one had a party planned for her.

"Yeah?" I yell back down to her.

"Where are you?" She asks.

"Upstairs, I'll be down in a moment." Well I guess I should stop my search for my locket and go meet Sadie's guest. I walk to the stairway and see Sadie at the door talking to some guy who looks strangely like Landon. "Who's your friend?" I ask as I make my way down the stairs.

"Oh his name is Bryan, he's an exchanged student from France, and he doesn't know any English so I am teaching him." She smiled brightly, like she's "all that".

"Oh… Umm…" I really can't get over the fact that he looks so much like Landon, it's scary. "Hey." I manage to say, stretching my hand out for him to shake.

"Bonjour." He smiles shaking my hand lightly.

"So how was the ride here?" I turn to Sadie and ask.

"It was good. We are only staying a night though; I have to be back at school tomorrow and Bryan has to be somewhere else for the next week." God this is so weird.

"Hm… Well that's cool… Hey Sade, just out of curiosity, what's Bryan's last name." If it Van Volkerbag or whatever, I'll… Well I don't know what I'll do… Yet.

"Oh, it's… Um… I don't know let me ask… Quel est votre dernier nom ?" Sadie asks. Bryan turns and looks at me then looks back at Sadie and says,

"Mon dernier nom est Ashton."

"His last name is Ashton." Sadie says. "Well I am going to go put my stuff in my room. Can you show Bryan to his room?" I'd rather walk on glass, but I'll keep the fun secret to myself.

"Yeah, but I don't know French."

"Well he knows a little English. Just don't use big words like…" She pauses.

"Like what Sadie? Castro florid? I don't think I will ever be needed to say that ever again." She smirks at me the grabs her stuff and trots up the stairs, leaving me in an awkward silence with "Bryan".

"Umm… Let me show you to the guest room." I flash a smile the start up the stairs.

"Ma pièce est-il prochaine le vôtre ?" He asks. This would be the good time to know French wouldn't it? God I wished I listened in French class in high school… Or did I take Spanish?

"Oh, I'm sorry I don't know French." Oh my God, you know what just hit me… Landon spoke something in French to me on the phone and now this dude comes out of nowhere and he is French! Coincidence? I think not…

"Il va très bien le miel tout je veux vous suis." Did he not understand me when I said I don't understand French?

"Well here is your room." I say, but he just stares at me with a weird glaze. I just nod slightly then say, "If you need anything… Ask Sadie, because I'm going back to work." He mumbles something under his breath then waves at me.

I walk over to Sadie's room and tell her where I'm going. I just got to get out of here… To think… Think about everything… And I need to talk to Kwest about giving my number to strange people.

G Major 20 Minutes later

"Hey Jude." Kwest says as I walk in.

"Hey…" I say back, sounding a little off, as I walk over to where he's sitting.

"What up?" He asks.

"Mmm… Nothing, Sadie brought home this really weird exchange student home. Oh and Landon called me. He said you gave him my number." I state quickly.

"Landon? Landon who?" Kwest is such a kidder. He is acting like he doesn't know what I am talking about. Ha, he cracks me up… But really, doesn't he see that I am serious here?

"Landon Van Volk… Volken-burg! Come on stop playing I know you know what I'm talking about." He just stares at me like I'm insane.

"Jude, there isn't a Landon. And if there was I wouldn't give him your number." He shrugs then goes back to what he was doing before.

"But… I… And he… Ugh! I'm going to talk to D." I walk over feeling frustrated. "D!" I storm in to his office unannounced, like he told me not to do many times before.

"Jude, I thought we talked about your little knocking problem before." I try to smile sweetly at this guy, but he really gets to me.

"I have a problem…" He nods.

"So do I."

"Okay… Well does a Landon Van Volkenburg work here?" I put my hands on m hips and tap my foot impatiently. Darius just stares at me, like Kwest did when I asked him.

"No. Where did you hear that?" He pauses. "But that's besides the matter. Jude we have a real problem to deal with."

"Like what?" I ask rudely.

"I didn't want to have to tell you this… But we have been receiving letters from a "fan"." I shrug, not really caring; I mean it is only a fan.

"So? What does that have to do with me?" Darius sighs.

"I want you to stay home for awhile. I called your school and they understand the situation and are going to send you the homework you'll miss." This is ridiculous! What is he even talking about?

"What situation?" I squint my eyes at him, waiting for an answer.

"The person in the letters said he or she was going to come for you. I'm afraid we have a stalker situation on our hands." I can't help but laugh at that. Me have a stalker? Yeah right! Who would want to stalk me?

"Okay?" I say as more of a question then a statement. He just waves at me to leave.

Ha, I have a stalker, that's a good one. I get out of Darius's office and hear someone behind me.

"Hey you." Of course it's Tommy, why didn't I guess that.

"Hola." Ha! It was Spanish that I took!

"Come here." Tommy motions me into Studio B.

"Why?" I ask unsure if I should go or not.

"I want to give you something I should have given you years ago." He smiles. I guess I'll see what he wants to give me. I walk into the studio and he closes the door behind me. "I've been waiting a long time fore this." He says walking a little closer to me.

"And that would b-" I tried to say but he cut me off my kissing me, passionately.

I wait a couple of seconds because, to be honest, I kind of like it. Oh, but now I feel him starting to open his mouth. I think that is a sign that I need to get him off. I push him away and try not to smile.

"What was that for?" I ask.

"I told you I wanted to give you that three years ago, and I have waited a long time for that. Look I never should have left, it is the biggest regret I have. I'm sorry." He pleads pathetically.

"Tommy, its not like I'm not going to be friends with you… I just don't want to be with you. And plus, your still married." I smile at him to let him know I am sincere.

"Alright I understand… So, I heard about you "stalker"." He says playfully.

"There probably isn't a stalker. Most likely a love sick fan, which is equally creepy, but not as bad. Nothing to worry about though." I shrug as I walk over and sit in a chair. He sits down across from me and says,

"Well it did when I had a stalker."

"You had a stalker?" I ask not really believing him.

"Yep, back when I was Lil Tommy Q." He smirks as he pops his collar cockily, trying to act cool. Noticed how I added in the "trying" part.

"Okay… Right. You're too full of yourself, Quincy." I smirk, which actually came out as more of a smile, as I think back to when he said the same thing about me.

"Just promise me you'll be careful." God he is so overprotective.

"Yeah, yeah sure." I say rolling my eyes.

"Jude… Just don't let anyone…" He trails off.

"What? Touch me? Talk to me? Look at me?" A smile creeps over his face as he hears me.

"Well that would be nice, but I just mean… Don't let any "weirdo's" do anything to you."

"So would you be included his that?" He gives me a shape look. "Okay, okay I promise I'll be careful." I stand up. "Well I think I'm going to leave." I smile heading for the door.

"But you just go here. Stay awhile. I could help you write a new song. Darius is starting to get pissed that you haven't given him anything for awhile. So really I'd be doing you a favor." Tommy smiles at me, knowing I can't turn that offer down.

"I guess I do need to get something out, or soon enough I'll be forgotten like…" I stop myself before finishing my sentence.

"Like me?" Tommy eyes me cautiously as if he is studying my every move.

I smile sheepishly. "Well…" He laughs in a sort of sarcastic way.

"Jude, you could never be forgotten, trust me." I know I said I only wanted to be friends with him, but sometimes he is so cute! "Let's get started." He smiles wickedly and rubs his hands together.

"Only for an hour though." I say as I sit back down.

3 Hours Later

Yes I know it's been three whole hours and I said it would only be one, but we came up with a really great song that I am going to record or Darius tomorrow. Now I am driving home, alone.

Hm… Well it looks like Sadie is still awake, I guess we could talk awhile, and then I could go on another search for my locket.

I pull into the drive and park the car. As I am pulling the keys out of the ignition I see a figure walking towards the car…

Oh my God… It's the stalker! What do I do? Oh my God they're getting closer!

"Jude its Jamie." Wow that is a relief. He really needs to call or something before he is going to sneak up on me in the dark.

"Oh hey." I say as I get out of my car.

"I heard about the…" Jamie pauses and looks around us then whispers "your stalker situation." Does someone like post everything I say on the internet? Because word seems to spread fast around here.

"There isn't a stalker, Jamie. I think it's just a love sick fan. Don't worry." I smile.

"Right… Well are you okay?" He asks. He's being a little too overprotective tonight.

"Yes, Jamie, I am fine." He tilts his head to the side as if he didn't understand what I said.

"Oh, well then, goodnight… I'll call you in the morning to see if you are still okay." He says as he starts to walk off.

"You know you really don't have to-"

"Oh no, I insist. Goodnight." He waves as he jogs over to his house.

Some people are so weird sometimes. I don't get what's with Tommy and Jamie, because I know I'll be fine.

I walk into the house to see Bryan sitting on a chair looking like he was waiting for me to arrive.

"Bonjour Jude." He says, not taking his eyes off me.

"Uh, hey." He smiles at me and gets up.

"Je vous ai attendu..." He smiles even bigger now as he starts to walk towards me.

"Well I am going to bed… Goodnight." I lie. He is just really c-r-eepy. I don't get what's up with him.

"Donc suis I. Je vous fais l'honneur de moi dormant dans votre pièce ce soir." Still not knowing what he is saying. I guess I should just walk away.

I start to head up the stairs, but he follows. Maybe he'll leave me alone when I get to my room. My heart starts to beat faster as we pass his room, but he is still following me. I get to my door and I open it slowly and slip in. I try to close it, but he gets in the way and walks into my room.

I back away from him as I watch him close my door and lock it. Now my heart is beating ten times fast then it was a few moments ago.

"J'ai attendu un temps long pour ceci arriver, Jude." I just shrug not really knowing what to do.

He starts to move closer to me. Should I scream or yell? At the moment I don't even think I can move I'm too scared. I manage to back up a few steps, until I hit a wall. He comes closer, so close in fact our noses could be touching.

Where is Tommy when you need him? He would take care of Bryan with one hand tied behind his back.

Bryan puts his arms on the walls, making it difficult for me to escape. I look around the room frantically, hoping not to make eye contact.

Suddenly he turned directly towards my face. He is so close now, that we could kiss. Not that I am willing to. I can feel his breath on my lips. He comes a little closer.

"If you wouldn't mind, could you like back off?" I say quietly. He laughs then lurches towards me, holding me in a lip lock.

I'm not really sure what I can do now. Bryan's strength on the wall is too much for me to push off, and right now I can't really scream… He is kissing me the same way Tommy was, but I don't feel the want I did when it was Tommy standing in front of me.

I feel Bryans mouth start to open, like Tommy's did. But unlike Tommy he isn't waiting for me to open my mouth too.

I'm trying as hard as I can to keep my mouth shut, but- Ouch! He pinched me, causing me to open my mouth. Now his nasty tongue is in my mouth, and there isn't anything I can do about it.

After a few more seconds Bryan lets loose.

"I told you I'd come for you." He smiles wickedly at me.

He walks off and unlocks the door. He turns to me one more time and smiles. God he disgusts me.

I slide down the wall as he closes the door behind him.

I can't believe Darius was right… I do have a stalker, and he's in my house…