One More Chance Chapter 12: Searching Your Eyes, an instant star fanfic

This is really short. But I'm leaving tomorrow and it's a little something for all of ya'll. I'm not responding this chapter either, but I will on chapter 13. Now, for those who didn't recieve spoilers, it's either because you didn't guess, I didn't have time, or you were WAY off. Jude...pregnant? I thought I put that she wasn't pregnant? For those who got the spoilers, like I said, I'm not saying if you're right or wrong, but thank you for guessing anyway...

Disclaimer: I do not own Instant Star :-(

Chapter 12: Searching Your Eyes

I finally arrive at Jude's house and I hope she's ready because our plane leaves at 12:00 and we're runny late. I open the door to her house expecting her to still be packing. I mean, it is Jude Harrison after all. She's hardly ever on time for anything. So, I open the door, and load and behold, guess what I see: Jude and Spencer making out on the couch. It's official. The world is out to get me. I really don't need this right now.

I clear my throat and they break away quickly. They look at me with embarrassed looks. I thought they were in a fight. What happened? Did she forgive him that easily? For me, it takes at the least 3 days to forgive me. It hasn't even been 3 hours and they're having semi-sex. I see Jude's bags on the floor and pick them up. I tell Jude to finish whatever she's doing and come in the car.

About 5 minutes later Jazz, Steph, and I are sitting in the car and we see Jude and Spencer come out of the house. They say something to each other and kiss. Spencer finally gets into his car and Jude gets in the back seat with Stephanie. The car ride was silent and I couldn't think of anything except for my parents. I still can't believe they were…gone. I haven't seen them almost all my life until 6 months ago. And I hardly even saw them then. I probably saw them 3 times. I was caught up in everything else and I hated all of them. Until the last day I saw them. It was like someone gave me a picture of them and suddenly took it away.

When we arrived at the airport it wasn't so crowded so we moved swiftly through it. The plane ride seating was a little awkward. It was two to a row. It was Jude, Me, and then in the next seats beside us-since the aisle is right there-was Stephanie, and then Jazz. Jude just kept looking out the window as I was writing down things in my notebook. Ok, yea, I'm writing a song. I have a lot on my mind and this is my release.

Jude: Watcha writing there, Sparky?

I look up and see Jude smiling at me. I smile back and close my notebook. I love this girl, but not enough to read my songs; at least, not yet. There all about her anyway.

Tommy: Just words. Nothing special.

Jude: So, are you excited about having Stephanie?

Tommy: Yea, I am. I love her so much.

Jude: I can tell. Well, I'm really happy for you, and I know you'll take good care of her.

Tommy: Thanks. And thank you so much for coming. You have no idea how much this means to me.

Jude: You did call Sadie and tell right? You know her, she'll get jealous and all.

I actually did call her and tell her. She says she's sorry about my parents, and happy about Jude and I. There's only one problem, there is no Jude and I. I'm beginning to think that it's never going to happen. It seems to get harder and harder to pull her away from Spencer. Oh, and this girl also yells at me for no reason. I still haven't figured out why she did that.

Tommy: Yea, she didn't seem too jealous. She knows I wouldn't do anything.

Jude: But…you kind of did.

I turn my head down to where my hands are.

Tommy: I know Jude. I told you I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me.

Jude: It's ok…I guess.

Tommy: You guess?

Jude: Oh, my god. You still don't get it.

Ok, that does it. What the hell is she talking about? I can't handle this right now. I dropped out of grade 7, so I'm not that smart. I will admit that I am pretty slow when it comes to things like this. Jude should know this by now. She has known me for 3 years right?

Tommy: Ok, Jude, tell me. What don't I get?

Jude: I'm waiting for something.

Tommy: What? What are you waiting for?

Jude: I can't tell you. Because if I tell you, then it looses all meaning.

Tommy: Ok? Well, how am I supposed to figure it out?

Jude: I can't tell you that either.

Tommy: Then what can you tell me?

Jude: That you better hurry.

She gets up and goes to the bathroom. What…is…going…on? I'm so confused. Ok, think Tommy, think. What could Jude be waiting for? Let's look at our past conversations. Um, ok, think back.

Jude: Tommy, you will never believe what just happened.

Tommy: What?

Jude: Spencer said that he loved me. And I said it back!

Oh yea, I remember that. I still have nightmares because of that. Ok Quincy, concentrate.

Jude: I ask again Tommy, do you love me?

Her face was so close to mine. I couldn't help myself. I took my other hand and slammed her lips against mine.

Ok, so I showed her how much I loved her there.

Tommy: Why, why are you so mad? Is it because you're jealous?

Jude: No, it's not that.

Tommy: Then just tell me!

Jude: It was because…I don't know Tommy.

Tommy: I know why. Because you actually believe everything you said. After everything I said Jude!

Jude: You didn't say a damn thing Tommy. You just kissed me, like you always do.

Hmm, that shed some light. So she's mad at me because I kissed her? Which, of course, escalated to more.

Tommy: Jude, I really am sorry.

Jude: Why can't you just tell me?

I look at her befuddled. What does she mean tell her? What does she want me to tell her?

Jude: Tommy, I'm not trying to hurt you. I know I should've stopped you, but I didn't know what to do. I love Spencer, and I want to spend the rest of my life with him.

Tommy: I know.

Jude: So, why do you keep trying?

Tommy: Because.

Jude: Because why?

Tommy: I just can't stop.

Jude: God Tom do I need to spell it out for you!

Ok, so now look at the important things she said to me. That will be a little hard since I believe everything she says to me is important. You might not think I listen to her but I do; when I'm not looking at her juicy, red, lips.