(In this chapter I used the songs "Tangled Up In Me" by Skye Sweetnam and "Sugar We're Going Down" by Fall Out Boy.)

I stare at Mark in disbelief. He can't be Landon's brother… That's just… That's just wrong!

"Um… Are you okay?" Mark asked sounding worried.

"I might puke…" I clench my stomach. He takes a few steps to the side and says,

"You need to sit down." He holds one of the arms and puts his other hand supporting my back, then leads to the nearest chair.

I sit down slowly and put my head between my legs. Mark just watches me, as if I am going to puke all over him.

"Want some water?" He asks. I nod and in a matter of seconds he sticks a Deer Park Water bottle in my face. I sit up and watch Mark step back a little.

"I'm not really going to throw up. I just didn't know Landon had a brother and it made me a little sick." He chuckles a little.

"Thanks, that makes me feel great. What did Landon never mentioned me? Are you two friends?" Hmm… How do I tell my producer, I hate his perverted brother?

"Not really." I shrug. "I mean I see him around and whatnot."

Mark lets out a sarcastic laugh. "Doesn't surprise me… He doesn't have many friends." Now that doesn't surprise me.

"So are you feeling better?" I nod and sit the water on the table. Mark scans the room. "Well Darius tells me you have a new song?"

"Yeah…" I grab my backpack and get my notebooks out, opening the one with the new song.

Mark smiles as he reads the words Tommy and I had worked on…

"This is really good. Can I hear you sing it, or would you rather swallow chunks of glass?" My face starts to burn and I smile sheepishly.

"Uh, sorry about that." I reach for my guitar, which someone; I am guessing Tommy, moved in here. "This is called 'Tangled Up In Me'." He smiles as I start to strum the first part of the song.

"You wanna know more, more, more about me
I'm the girl who's kicking the coke machine
I'm the one that's honking at you cuz I left late again

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Can't you see I want you by the way I push you away, Ya!
Don't judge me tomorrow by the way I'm acting today
Mix the words up with the actions do it all for your reaction Ya!
Hey! Hey!
Get tangled up in me

You wanna know more, more, more about me
Gotta know reverse psychology
I'm the reason why you can't get to sleep
I'm the girl you never get just quite what you see

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Can't you see I want you by the way I push you away, Ya!
Don't judge me tomorrow by the way I'm acting today
Mix the words up with the actions do it all for your reaction Ya!
Hey! Hey!
Get tangled up in me

You think that you know me
You think that I'm only
When everything I do is only to get tangled up in you
You wanna know more, more, more about me
I'm the girl that's sweeping you off your feet

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Can't you see I want you by the way I push you away Ya!
Don't judge me tomorrow by the way I'm acting today
Mix the words up with the actions do it all for your reaction, Ya!

Hey! Hey!"

Once I finish I set my guitar down and study Marks expression.

"Wow… I was told you were good, but I didn't expect to hear something fantastic. I've been a producer for two years now and I've seen some artist that were good, but you, by far, are the best. Man, pretty face and talented. Tom was a lucky man." He thinks I'm pretty? Maybe he is just being nice.

"Ha, ha. You think I am pretty. Pssh." He smiles and his face turns a bright pink.

"Well yeah, you're really pretty… And um… I have to go to this thing out to that other thing…" Mark stands and fast walks out of the room.

Mark and Landon might not look a like, but they both know how to stutter their way out of an awkward conversation.

I grab my backpack again and get the math homework that just keeps, somehow, piling up on me out to start doing it.

After doing three math problems about 'ylog z, if y is 610 then what is z?' I hear the door open. Thinking it is Mark, I don't turn around.

"Do you like your new producer?" I look up quickly and swerve around, seeing, not Mark, but Tommy standing in the doorway.

"Um, uh, yeah…" Trying to not look like I want to talk to him, I turn around and go back to doing math problems. "Do you like your new…? Whatever that girl is to you?" Jude mumbles.

Why is he even in here? I thought he was "mad" at me.

"She's nice, not like you though…" He says as he makes his way over to me and sits in the empty chair.

"Why are you here, Quincy? Thought you didn't want to me around anymore." I say softly. I look at his face to try to figure out what he is thinking.

"I still want you around… Actually, I don't know what I'd do without you around. I didn't mean what I said at the hospital… I was just heavily medicated. I wouldn't ever put you on the spot like that." Ugh, I hate how good he is at making me forget that I am mad at him.

"Well you seemed somewhat mad when you asked Parker to start working with you. You didn't even look at me." Tommy breaks eye contact with me and starts to fiddle with a button on his pants.

"I know I was rude back at the hospital, and I just didn't have the nerve to look you." He sneaks a quick look at me, and then goes back to focusing on his button.

"Tom Quincy: nervous? That's a new one." I say with a small laugh. "It's alright, Tommy. I figured you were medicated. Which is why I waited to tell you what I've been wanting to tell you?" This is it… I am going to tell Tommy that I love him.

"I have to tell you something too." He says.

Maybe he is going to tell me why he didn't tell D. what happen.

"You go first." I say, trying not to smile.

He takes a breath in. "Jude… I have a… Girlfriend." I feel my mouth drop, not like a little drop, but jaw dropped, and I widen my eyes.

"You what?!" I hiss loudly.

"Her name is Ashley. I met her at the hospital before I left." He is dating someone from a hospital? I bet she is U-G-L-Y and she is probably ten years older then him. Ewe.

"Hey Jude I was wondering-oh." Mark says walking in to the small room that Tommy and I were having a very uncomfortable conversation.

I roll my chair to face Mark, quickly. "No, don't worry, our conversation is over." I twist my head around to look at Tommy when I say that.

I stand up and walk over to Mark.

"But Jude… What did you want to tell me?" Tommy asks, obviously not realizing that I don't want to talk anymore.

I can't tell him I love him now! Oh I know. "I wanted to tell you how much I love Mark as my producer." I smile wickedly at him.

Tommy rolls his eyes, then glares at Mark and walks out.

"You do?" Mark asks. I nod and shrug walking back to my chair. "Well I want to take you somewhere, come on." He walks over to me and grabs my hand lightly and pulls me up.

"Where?" I ask, following him.

"To lunch." Should I go? Mmm… Maybe Tommy will get jealous. He leads me out of the room and past Tommy.

Right as we are walking out the door Tommy mumbles something to someone who was near him.

"Jude? Have you ever heard of Pacific Coast?" Do my ears deceive me? Did he say Pacific Coast?

"Nuh, uh. I can barley afford McDonalds!" I exclaim, smiling uncontrollably

"My treat." He says, leading me towards the empty part of the parking lot.

Oh my gosh, he is so fantastically awesome, unless he turns out to be like Landon… Oh my gosh what if Landon finds out that I am out with his brother? Will he kill me? Oh no.

"Here's my car." He points to a really nice silver Porsche. He must be freaking rich!

"You drive this???" I ask as he opens the car door for me. He nods like its nothing.

"Of course, what else." I guess I'll keep quiet about my screaming meddle death trap. "Just asking, but are you and Tommy together or something?"

"Um… No… We were at one time, but he has another girlfriend now, Ashley." I give 'Ashley' a sharp edge.

He laughs. "Doesn't seem like you like him too much." I shrug and get into his car. He closes the door, which gives me some time, well basically no time, to be alone. Mark opens his door slightly, and slides in. "Alright, then, we can get going." He sticks his keys in the ignition and turns the engine on.

20 min. later a Pacific Coast

"We have arrived. Exhilarating isn't it?" He rubs his hands together and looks over at me.

"Chyeah!" I say starting to open the door. "I don't normally go out when I am at home."

"Home? I thought you lived here?" Oh… Maybe he doesn't know I go to the college his brother, so happens, to be going to.

"Uh, I'm enrolled in Coastal Carolina, I live in South Carolina." He sits back for a moment, looking disappointed.

"So you have to go home soon?"

I shake my head. "No… Someone is apparently stalking me. So Darius wants me to stay home for the time being. With the exceptions of the occasional visit from Landon, my mom, and my sister, I am basically alone right now." Mark nods and opens his door. We both stand.

Is it me, or does he acts like he likes me? I think he does, but then again I can't really read people.

"Wait." He stops. "You are being stalked? By who?"

I have a half a mind to tell him it's his brother, but I contain myself. I shrug. "They don't know." I start to walk with him towards the restaurant that I am not appropriately dressed for.

Mark stops again, this time, almost in front of a car. "Moran!" The old lady yells. I laugh.

"I thought you and my brother weren't friends, but he comes to your house?" Ugh, now I regret saying anything about Landon.

"He just stops by to check if I am alright." I say, trying to get Mark to the restaurant before we both DIE.

He opens the door for me when we, finally, get to it. "But you two aren't together?" He asks, to make sure.

"Na-o. Why are you jealous?" I ask playfully.

His cheeks turn bright pink. "Nah, nah… I uh, just, wanted to- Oh look there is the host!" He points to the guy who looks back at him as if he thinks Mark is going to kill him.

"How many?" The host asks in a low English accent.

"Two." Mark says.

"Follow me please." He motions us to follow him. He leads us towards a table in the back.

I am seriously so excited… But I can't be a loser and tell him that. "This is really nice." I say as we sit down.

"Your server will be here in a few minutes." He gives us the menus then walks off.

"Jude," Mark starts, reaching for his pocket.

Flashbacks of when Landon pulled the needle, and the gun out of his pocket, fill my mind as I watch Mark do the same thing. I let out a small cry that frightens Mark.

"What, what?" He asks alarmed, looking frantically around the room.

I shake my head. "Sorry… I was just thinking about something. What we're you going to show me?" I look away, to make sure he isn't taking anything lethal out of his pocket.

"Here." He hands me an iPod Video. "Do you know who Fall Out Boy is?" He asks.

"Nope."

"Well their first and second CD is on that iPod; listen to one of the songs now. But what I really want you to do is study up on who Pete Wentz and Patrick Stump are, okay?" I nod and start to scroll through the super nice iPod.

"Why?" I ask.

Mark smiles sheepishly. "Um… I produced their band back in Chicago, and they aren't on tour right now… So they are coming to visit."

"And that has to do with me knowing them, because…??"

He laughs softly, like I had said something funny. "Because, well, I told them my new star knew them really well… And I cant look like a loser in front of these guys, cause they aren't just my old producer-thing, they are my best friends." I nod, understanding completely what he is going through.

"Sugar We're Going Down?" I question, hesitating to push the button. Aw what the heck, why not see what Mark cooked up. I put the ear phones on and start to listen.

"Am I more than you bargained for yet
I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear
Cause that's just who I am this week
Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(A notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)

Drop a heart, break a name
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
x2

Is this more than you bargained for yet
Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans
Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(Notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)

Drop a heart, break a name
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
x2

Down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)
And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said)
I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

We're going down, down (down, down)
Down, down (down, down)
We're going down, down (down, down)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)
And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said)
I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it."

I nod in satisfaction. "They're really good." Mark smiles. "But I can't really listen to their songs, because I don't have them."

"Keep the iPod. I got it for you incase you didn't have the songs."

Holy crap. He just gave me a really nice iPod, for no charge. Sh-w-eet!!!!

"Oh my gosh. That's freaking awesome man!" I say excitedly, and then calm down, realizing I don't look cool when I do that, I just attract unwanted attention. "I mean thanks." I smile brightly.

Mark is really cool… Man a couple hours ago, I didn't even want to get to know the guy. It's so weird how different him and Landon are. I mean he is sweet, and cute, and nice… And Landon is a pervert.

Oh! Landon! I totally forgot about him!! Now that Mark is here, Landon is probably going to have to stay with Mark!!! Yay! Then maybe I can finally have time to look for my locket, which has been missing for quite a while.

Finally something is going to go right with my sucky life.