Yay, an update, yay! Sadly, only one… I almost have chapter four finished, and I'll post it in the morning on my way to work. That's a for sure too, cuz I don't gotta be to work till 3 anyway. Also 'There Goes My Life' will be double updated tomorrow too at the same time. This is a long chapter once again, basically introducing a few characters and the story itself. At the bottom after the post I have a little challenge as well for you guys so check that out too :)
Hope you guys enjoy this, sorry it took so long :-/
"It's far beyond your reach, it holds a place in time. Somewhere ahead, is the back of the line."
"I can relate, to your mistake. Awkwardly speaking with nothing to say."
Summer
It had been three weeks. Three weeks had passed that he hadn't touched her. Three weeks had passed that he hadn't kissed her. Three weeks had passed since she'd even see him. Three weeks had passed and it still felt like her heart was ripped from her chest. She missed him. Terribly.
There she was, twenty-one, living at home, and spending most of her free time writing songs about Tommy. Songs about her feelings for him, how much she loved him. Yet, out of the many songs she had written, none of them were worthy enough of any studio.
However, she was thankful Sadie was her older sister and knew just what Jude needed to get over the break up. The break up that haunted her dreams every night. The break up that filled most of her thoughts during the day. Yeah, the one where Tommy crushed her. Big time.
Sadie was her rescue though. Michael had proposed toward the end of Jude's tour, and Sadie was set on a September wedding. Today was June twenty-second, the first day of summer giving them a whole season to plan her wedding, and she was using as much of Jude's free time as she could.
Today, she'd actually found an escape. Hiding in her bedroom, she was camped under her covers, writing fanatically over some lyrics that had been jumping around in her head lately. "So now, we're standing in the rain, and nothing… is ever gonna, change, until you hear, the seven things I hate about you." She mumbled as she wrote them down.
Loud banging on her door caused her to jump, for the sound at first scared her, until she recognized exactly who it was. "Go away." She warned, feeling around for the pen she had dropped.
"Ju—oode." Was called, in an obnoxious squeaky voice. "Wakey, wakey."
"I'm serious." She warned, staring at the lyrics, something not clicking with her. When all became silent, she stopped her current actions, knowing she was going to be bombarded by something, or someone. She knew he didn't give up that easily. As her mind shot back and forth with possible scenarios to what she could expect, the blanket she had tented around her quickly enveloped her on each side, trapping her in, and forcing her to take a laying position.
"Ah!" she screamed, feeling two sets of hands wrap around her body as they held the blanket around her, trapping her in. "Guys let me go!"
Two sets of chuckles were heard, and she quickly identified Speid's laugh, along with Aaron's. "Here Dude, let her stick her head out so she can breathe."
"Let me out completely!" she demanded, holding her journal to her chest before seeing the top of her blanket open up so she could stick her head out. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
"Kidnapping you." Speid simply replied, as he got a good hold of her legs, having Jude being positioned over his shoulders.
Adding on, Aaron said, "We miss the fun exciting Jude."
"We don't like the boring depressed one." Speid quickly said while kicking her bedroom door open and walking into the hallway.
Wiggling her arms free from the cocoon she'd been trapped in, she reached out, grabbing the door frame, stopping them from carrying her any farther. "I don't care what you like, put me down!" she said, but Aaron only pried her fingers loose and took hold of her arms before continuing to take her to their original destination.
Groaning in frustration she announced, "I don't have any pants on! Put me down!"
Speid chuckled as they approached the stairs, "If I put you down and you have pants on, you realize I'm going to take them off, so you don't come out of this a liar."
"Speid!" she groaned. "Then where are you taking me?! I'm in my pjs for cryin' out loud."
Putting their attention on each other, Speid looked to Aaron as they started to walk down the stairs, "Good God, she's winey in the morning."
Aaron chuckled, "She's winey all day, bro."
Trying a different tactic once they hit the ground floor, Jude started kicking her legs, but that only tightened Vincent Speiderman's grip around them. When she left for London two years ago he was taking shape, but now… He wasn't mistaken for a little boy anymore. Sure he still looked the same, but definitely had an adult appeal. He was stronger, the muscles in his arms shown more than before, and he'd kept his hair short. The raggedy surfer hair definitely stayed with his teen image.
As for Aaron, although he was just nineteen, he didn't look much to his age. He always had a goofy smile on his face—the same one since he was five, and kept his brown raggedy hair, always looking like a comb needed to be ran through it. Although puney looking, he held himself some strength as well, but he was as thin as a board. Not muscular built, but looks definitely deceiving.
"Guys!"
"Calm down Harrison." Speid said as they reached the front door, "We're goin' to Jamie's. We want you to hear the album and hang out."
Aaron looked up to her with a comic smile as he held open the door, making sure she didn't try to hold onto the frame again. "Is it that bad to hang out with us for a change?"
"I'll hang out with you guys, I don't care, but I was—"
"Writing." Both boys finished together.
Aaron chuckled before adding, "We know."
"You're always writing dude, I mean… Gees, way to get arthritis before twenty five." Speid said as they walked the few steps back along side Jamie's house. "But," he said in an approving tone. "I'd rather you become a write-a-holic than an alcoholic after break ups."
Jude quickly got defensive as she straightened up and looked down to Speid, "I'm not writing because of Tommy." That got a laugh out of the boys. "I'm not!" she declared, throwing her fist on Speid's back.
"Hey, hey, no need to get violent." He said up to her as they walked down the stairs. "Aaron, sustain her wrists, dude."
Aaron lightly chuckled before shaking his head. "Just let her down, bro, she ain't runnin'."
"Well, well," Jamie's voice entered Jude's ears as she felt Speiderman set her down. "If it isn't my long lost neighbor."
Feeling her feet hit the ground, she held onto the blanket that had been taken with her and turned to see Jamie walking over to them from his soundboard. "I've been kidnapped as you can see." She told him before he enveloped her in a hug. As she broke the embrace she asked, "And since when have I been reduced to neighbor?"
He smirked before putting his arm around her shoulder and leading her over further into the basement. "Since you've gone into hiding." Aaron said, following alongside Jude. At his statement, she threw her elbow back at him, but before she could throw back a response, Zepp, who was still seated at the soundboard, beat her to the punch.
"Give the girl a break. She broke up with her boyfriend, be thankful she's getting out of bed."
"Thank you!" Jude called as she took a seat in the chair across from the couch. Aaron and Speid quickly plopped down on the couch across from her, both taking up the majority of the couch as Jamie had taken his previous seat beside Zeppelin. "Where would you be if you and Karma broke up, Speid?"
He scoffed, "You mean divorced? Dude… I'd be hittin' that bar hard!"
"So you wouldn't be a write-a-holic?" she quipped. "Maybe guitar-a-holic?"
Aaron smacked his arm, "Guitar Hero, maybe."
Speid shook his head. "With how tough things are, dude… I don't even know. She needs somethin' to make her happy, and I'm not succeeding. But off the Karma subject," he said, changing the conversation he looked over to Jamie, "Play that demo, dude."
"With me?" Zepp asked, flipping through files on the screen as Speid nodded. "Here we go." She said as she found the correct file, and two clicks later a soft acoustic melody filled the room.
Jamie rotated his chair to look at Jude, saying, "This song is going to burn up the charts. It'll be the best rock and roll love song cross country."
Jude nodded, and the mention of a love song instantly brought thoughts of Tommy to her head, but she pushed them away as Speid's voice entered her ears, a quiet raspy voice she hadn't heard him sing before.
(I don't want this moment, to ever end. Where everything's nothin', without, you. I'll wait here forever, just to, to see you smile, 'cause it's true. I am nothing. Without, you.)
As Speid's lyrics played through her mind, she related them to herself. Without Tommy… The pass three weeks are proof she's nothing without him. She's barely left the house, luckily her bedroom.
(Through it all, I've made my mistakes. I'll stumble and fall, but I mean these words.)
The music broke momentarily as he cut into what she believed to be the chorus, and the soft acoustics that had been playing in the background changed to power chords, giving the song a great vibe.
(I want you to know. With everything, I won't let this go. These words are my heart and soul. I'll hold onto this, moment you know. 'Cause I'll bleed my heart out to show. That I won't. Let. Go.)
A quick transition switched to the opening chords once again before the music faded out completely leaving the room quiet and waiting for Jude's opinion, yet they were shocked to have seen tears in her eyes. Aaron was the first to his feet, as he walked over and sat between her and the arm of the chair, putting his arm around her shoulder and offering his shoulder.
Noticing the fact she was crying, she had allowed Aaron to comfort her, but quickly wiped at her tears. "I'm sorry," she sniffed, running a hand beneath her nose. "I'm okay, I…"
Aaron ran a hand soothingly up her arm. "It's okay to be sad. Everything's going to be okay; ya just gotta let him deal."
Thankful for being strong, she pulled herself together and straightened herself out of his hold, wanting to hold on and let everything out, but not then. Not when she was supposed to be hanging out and having fun with the friends she had left behind for almost two years. "It's a great song, Speid. You sound amazing."
He nodded uncomfortably. "Thanks, dude, I… I didn't mean for it to make you cry. First day of summer's supposed to mark how the whole season goes." He pointed out. "Don't start with tears."
She chuckled as she sniffed once again, "Then wake me when summer's over." Pulling her blanket closer around her, she looked to Jamie and asked, "So what's the delay their music man? You guy's have been down here for over two years almost."
Sighing, he leaned back in his seat, obviously irritated by the subject. "Thurman almost killed every chance of Speid getting a solo career after the stuff that went down on 'Rock and Roll Honeymoon.' Almost the whole time you were in London he and Karma went to hearing after hearing… It was nuts." Jamie explained.
Speid shook his head angry at the thought. "The dude took me and Karma for all we had, so I cut my ties from Jamie before they got him involved, but that left Jamie with nothing except a few garage bands that heard from word of mouth 'bout the label."
Rolling her eyes, Zepp shuddered, "I thought I'd heard the bad music before. Never did I think… They were bad, Jude."
"Needless to say, you got back when me and Karma were getting every straight again. She got a tour, and she's finishing an album now to go on another one. End of last summer was when every tie with Thurman was gone and I got back in studio here. Album's got about four more songs to be completed, and we got a lot of public appearances and show lined up for promotion."
Jude nodded, feeling guilty that she'd been absent at her friend's rough patch. When she'd been in London and Sadie had slipped that Speid and Karma were living in a trailer park, Jude couldn't believe it. Their court hearings of course were televised, so she caught a lot of what was going on, but hearing it from Speid… It hurt.
"It's good that you guys are back on your feet now. And you can show Thurman up when he sees how good your album sales get." Jude told him, hearing Aaron laugh from beside her.
"Yeah, man, he'd of wished he'd of waited to sue you now, instead of a year ago."
Speid gave a small chuckle before looking to Jude. "Well, enough about me, Harrison. You've been going solo for quite some time now. Any news on a new album? I mean, your fourth one came out…" he paused, remembering the date, "July 09."
Jamie waved his head back and forth, "Little under a year."
"And your point?" Jude asked.
"Well…" Aaron cut in, "You're writing enough songs for six albums. What's the delay on getting a contract with someone?"
Jude shrugged. "I just got back from tour like a month ago. I'm allowed to go a while without continuously being in studio."
"Ya know if you asked, Jamie'd let ya record here." Zepp offered.
Jamie and Jude both let out a chuckle as Jamie said, "I'd hope she know that."
"Yeah," Jude said, agreeing that it was an obvious opening. "I just... I want to get out of my Dad's house… Get on my own, live a little and if I want to put out another album I will."
"Well," Zepp said, rolling her chair a bit to see Jude in a better view, "If you're looking for a place to stay, me and my roommate were lookin' for a third person to split the rent and such with."
Jude furrowed her eyebrows, looking to Jamie questioningly before he answered for her. "Nana would not like."
Zeppelin giggled before looking back at Jude. "Anyway, the place is nice. You'd get your own room and it's not too far from here. Sorta by where Sadie and Michael live. Maybe five blocks from their place."
It sounded pretty good, but there was one more thing Zepp needed to clarify for her. "Who's your roommate?"
"Charlie." She answered simply, yet Jude had no idea who that was, and once Zepp realized that she explained. "Friend I grew up with. Didn't like living in New Mexico anymore and knows music as much as everyone in the room put together."
Jude nodded before looking to Jamie, "And you're cool with a guy shackin' up with us?"
Jamie quickly shook his head with an innocent grin on his face, "No, no. Charlie," he paused to let out a small chuckle and looked at Zepp with her own amusement on her face. "Charlie's short for Charlotte. It's her nickname. She's a girl." Looking at Zepp once more for a more appropriate title, he said, "She's like our own, on call musical back up."
With everything making sense, Jude nodded. "Well, any friend of yours…" she said, not having to finish the statement. "When do we all move in?"
"She's getting some of her stuff moved in now. Whenever you're ready just bring your stuff over. You have my cell; if I'm not here I'll drive over with my truck and help get your stuff."
Aaron let out a groan and Jude quickly looked up to him. "What?" she asked as he pouted.
"You just moved back in." he said, and she threw her arm around his waist in a hug.
"Sorry, punk. You won't miss me too much. I wine remember?"
He playfully butted his head to hers, "But I like your wine. Makes me feel like I'm the older one."
A quick jab from her elbow went to his ribcage and Aaron jumped from his seat, rubbing where she'd hit him. "Gees. Take her now Zepp, take her now!"
Jude shook her head at him as she smiled, knowing by moving out she'd definitely miss him. Her father and Lauren were great, but… She'd felt as if she moved out when she left for London, because although her stuff resided in her childhood bedroom, there was hardly a night she didn't sleep at Tommy's.
"Anyway," Jamie cut in, "What's this big surprise you have for us Speid?"
"Surprise?" Jude asked, looking to Speid and Aaron, "You guys didn't say anything about a surprise."
"Would that have gotten you out of bed quicker, Harrison?" he teased before standing up and pulling out his wallet. "My friends," he announced, "I present to you, what resides here in my wallet a true blessing."
Snorting at him, Jude rolled her eyes and she realized just how much she missed him over the past few years. Watching as he opened his wallet, where the bills would usually be he pulled out white tickets, the name of the event not visible, but Speid didn't wait long to announce the event.
"Thanks to Myspace secret shows, I present to you, six Sum 41 tickets performing at 'The Chain,' tonight at nine."
Eyes widened about the group, and Aaron quickly counted heads, thankful there were enough tickets. "Quincy may think he's hott shit scoring +44 tickets' 'cause he knows Barker, but hell, I'd chose Whibley's hard alternative rock riffs, to Mark Hoppus' electronic pop shit any day."
"Wait, wait, wait." Jude said, cutting in to make sure she'd heard him right. "You know Deryck? When—how did that happen?!"
Speid chuckled, "Got another celeb crush, Dude? Nah, Karma and I got offered a spot on a late night talk show. I don't remember which one at the time, and Sum 41 was the band performing. We talked a bit backstage and he said he'd help us out whenever we needed it. He got Karma to open for Avril on that tour last year and it was the only way Darius let her tour. With all the bad publicity she was getting, and Quincy being on a power trip, Darius almost canceled her contract."
Jude winced, "Ouch. But that's great that he helped you out. Pulled some strings for you guys."
He laughed, "The dude's a saint. He sent me a message this morning and told me to hurry down to 'The Chain' and grab these."
"Well seeing as you have an extra ticket, you mind if Charlie had it? That way she and Jude can get to know each other before we're all thrown under the same roof." Zepp asked.
Speid was quiet for a moment, thinking it over before nodding his head. "Yeah. Karma wouldn't have any fun. It's a closed session, so no photographers are allowed inside." Looking to Jude, his expression was of disbelief, "I swear the girl goes through spotlight with drawls. If her picture doesn't get taken once while she's out shopping and such, she's… There is no word to describe what she is."
The rest of the morning was spent with reminiscing before Jude was allowed back to the house to get ready for the show. Alone in the house felt weird, for her father and Lauren were out for the weekend, celebrating their anniversary, and Aaron went to meet up with his roommate from college who had just gotten back from town. Aaron claimed Caleb to be Jude's biggest fan, but that was something she had heard everyday. She was used to the declaration.
On the G Major side of town, Sadie and her fiancé Michael made their way into the studio in search of one man, and one man only. To say they both saved each other would be an understatement. Before the couple had met, Sadie was just leaving G Major, having serious doubts if she'd make it anywhere else, and Michael was a hot shot writer who couldn't stay out of trouble. He was amazing at his job, but outside…
With no one to be serious for, he screwed around a lot, drank, went to parties, got in fights. He was a scrapper; a hobby he'd picked up in his teen years and carried onto his adult life. Thankfully he could back himself up because if someone challenged him, they didn't see the next day. However his appearance always begged to differ.
He wasn't a small guy, around six foot, and in almost perfect shape. His hair was light, and his eyes were a dark brown, giving him an innocent appeal. The smile on his face held some what crooked teeth, but it only made him more attractive to Sadie who fell in love with his smile the first time he smiled at her.
Fingers laced together, they strolled through the lobby without a care in the world before approaching studio A and seeing Tommy with his headphones on, listening to Milo's current recording session. "Should we wait till he goes on break?" Sadie asked before they walked in.
Michael smiled before tapping on the glass, "You kidding? Tom hates working with that kid." Walking into the room, Tommy looked up and put a smile on his face at the two before them.
Removing his head phones, Sadie caught Milo give an aggravated eye roll before his guitar playing stopped, but didn't think twice about it, putting her attention on Tommy who was greeting Michael with a strong handshake. "Michael man, it's been forever."
When Jude had left for London, it wasn't long after words that Sadie left G Major and met Michael. Having built a friendship relationship with Tommy as she had dated Kwest and he had dated Jude, she called to check up on him a few times, after Jude left him how she had. At first he was polite but didn't accept any of her invitations out, until he started to date again.
He never wanted to be alone with the girl, wanting that back up that Sadie had promised and it was almost a regular double dating pack that her, Tommy and Michael had formed. The boys had also formed a great friendship which after Kwest quit and Jude dumping him, he needed someone to bullshit with.
Tommy had started to date Calie a while after he got back in his game, and although it made Sadie ecstatic to see him happy, it killed her at the same time to see it wasn't with Jude. She knew very well Jude had dated a few different people, but never took it serious. More of little flings than anything, yet what Sadie felt most uncomfortable about was that she liked Calie. She even thought she was good for Tommy. But then Jude came back and things went back to normal. Sadie and Michael double dated with Jude and Tommy, and the four didn't want it any other way.
"That it has." Michael replied before his expression got sympathetic, "I'm uh… Sorry to hear about your Dad, Tom."
Sadie nodded, showing her sympathy over the subject as well, and Tommy quickly tightened up at the mention of his father's passing. "It's okay… I'm… I'm gettin' by, ya know? Tryin' to keep my mind off it."
"Maybe if you'd try answerin' your phone we coulda got together for something sooner. I mean it's summer, man." Michael told him.
Ignoring what Michael had to say, Tommy nervously looked to Sadie. "You mad at me?"
Confusion fell over her face. "What? Why would I…" she paused before realizing why she could be upset with him. "Because of Jude? Tommy you guys are adults. I mean… I'd rather not get in the middle of this one."
Nodding, he didn't push the matter, but couldn't help to ask, "How's she doing?"
"Dude," Michael cut in, seeing Sadie turn her expression to a narrowing glare on Tommy. "Don't."
Again, Tommy nodded and put his hands up in a surrendering motion. "Sorry."
Sadie shook her head, "Don't worry about it. But we can't stay for too long," she said, digging in her purse. "We have quite a few to drop off, so…" her words trailed off before she found what she had been searching for and pulled out a white envelope tied with a ribbon on the front.
Holding out his hand, he took the invitation. "This for your guys big day?" he asked, and both nodded with smile's filling their faces that they couldn't hold back.
"You're gonna be my best man, right Tom?" Michael asked, knowing the answer already.
Tommy chuckled, "Do I gotta wear a tie?"
Placing her purse back on her shoulder, Sadie leaned into Michael lovingly before threatening Tommy in her sweetest voice, "If you ruin my big day because you don't match what I tell you to match I swear I'll kill you."
The smile she ended her threat with gave him a shot of chills, but he smiled back to them and nodded his head. "I'll be sure to get a good tie for you guys."
Michael laughed. "Alright, well man it's good to see you. Sorry 'bout your Dad again. But keep your damn phone on so we all can go out sometime."
Tommy nodded before seeing Sadie detach herself from Michael and approach him, her following actions shocking him as she reached out and pulled him into a hug. Looking over her shoulder, he didn't hug her back right away until he saw Michael shrug at Sadie's actions.
"I'm sorry about you and Jude, Tommy. You both seem miserable without the other." She whispered to him before pulling out of the embrace. "I really hope everything works out for both of you."
Tommy couldn't find words to say, but Sadie didn't really expect a response. She was once again by Michael's side and Tommy was brought back to where he'd been before they showed up. Turning back to the soundboard, he saw Milo had abandoned his session, but Tommy didn't have the energy to go find him. Instead he walked over to the couch and collapsed on his back.
For a moment he just laid there until he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Going through the menu he opened up an old text that he'd saved months ago from Jude when she was on tour. He'd never deleted it, because it calmed him, and it was times like these that the single message made everything wrong in his life disappear.
Opening the saved text it read: 'Im just texting u to tell u that i love you n miss u n no matter what ill always b there for u. Ur my reason to smile n nothing will change that. i love you tommy 3 jude.'
A smile was brought across his face, and he felt the need to talk to her overwhelm him, but fought it off. He wasn't ready yet. He couldn't do it.
Speid and Jamie occupied the front seat of Speid's Eclipse as Jude and Zepp sat in the back. The boys were talking about the album which gave Zeppelin some time to fill in Jude on Charlie before they picked her up at the apartment they'd all be living at.
"Charlie's… She's blunt, speaks her mind," Zepp explained, as Jude held onto her journal in her lap. "But she's really good with music and writing, and I swear there isn't an instrument I haven't heard her play."
Jude nodded, "So she's like… musically gifted."
Hearing the conversation, Jamie piped in from the front seat, laughter in his voice. "'Cept she can't sing a note."
"This girl sounds tight as hell." Speid said, looking to Jamie who gave a nod. "Is she just a music chick though? Like is she as obsessed with it as Jude is with writing lately?"
Having being sitting behind him, Jude leaned forward and smacked the top of Speid's head. "Hey, hey, hey!" he yelled, ducking his head slightly, but keeping his eyes on the road. "No hitting the driver!"
Laughing at the two, Jamie answered Speid. "To answer your question, she's a ball of energy. I mean, the chick never stops—"
"It's 'cause she has A.D.H.D James," Zepp told him. "But she doesn't. She lives by not giving a care, and wants to live everyday like it's her last."
Speid nodded his head. "Sounds like a tight ass chick."
Again Jude smacked the top of his head, and before he could ask what for, she answered. "You're married!"
Needless to say, Charlie had been everything Jamie and Zeppelin had said about her. They picked her up and she talked almost most of the car ride about the 'stupid neighbors who need to mind their own' at how loud her music was. Not giving Jude a plus in her book exactly, but she zoned out writing away in her journal for most of the ride. That was until Charlie took a peak at what she was writing and voiced an opinion.
For being such a tiny girl, she had a huge personality that was for sure. She pranced out to the car in an old Sum 41 t-shirt and ripped jeans. Her converse sneakers were drawn all over with white out and permanent marker of a bunch of lyrics and such, making her wardrobe appropriate for the punk rock show they were headed to. Charlie could also pull off the sweet and innocent look, for she was tiny, had her hair tied into a ponytail like she was in high school with her bangs tucked back behind her ears. All hiding the badass that she was.
"What's that song for?" Charlie asked, looking over Jude's shoulder into her journal.
Quickly, Jude brought the journal to her chest, covering what she'd been writing. "Uh… it's… It's just a song."
Holding her hand out, she asked, "Can I see it?"
Feeling uncomfortable, Jude almost said no, but didn't want the awkward tension to be there if they all became roommates. "It's just for fun, getting my head cleared."
Charlie read over the mess of lyrics Jude had written over the page and after had read the song she let out a chuckle. "The songs called seven things I hate about you, and the only verse you have done is about the seven that you like?"
At that, Jude reclaimed her journal. Defensively she spoke, "There's negative things on there too. I just… It's hard to think of seven."
"Is the song about Quincy, Jude?" Speid asked, but she only shot him a death glare in the rearview mirror.
Charlie held one hand up as if surrendering, but the other open to take the journal once again. "Before you think I'm making fun of your song, I'm not. I actually think it's got a good vibe to it. Hella fun to record."
Listening, Jude slowly handed the journal back over along with her pen, as Charlie did her magic. "Okay, I see your little list of negative stuff here." She said, reading over the word 'hopeless' and thinking of a different word to use. "Here!" the pen flew quickly across the paper, crossing out 'useless' and replacing it with another word.
Jude looked down to the journal and read what she had changed. "You're vain, your games, you're insecure." Jude slowly nodded her head, but the verse was still way far from finished.
"Does he play with your head?"
"What do you mean?" she asked, unsure of what kind of games Charlie was referring to.
"'Cause watch, we can finish this line like this…" she said, scribbling away before reading what she had added. "You're vain, your games, you're insecure. You love me, you like her. And then you can follow with these other two so…"
Jude nodded her head, liking the spin Charlie was putting on the song. "You're vain, your games, you're insecure, you love me, you like her. You make me laugh, you make me cry… Uh…" Shrugging her shoulders as she found a line to follow she said, "I don't know which side to buy?"
Laughing, Charlie looked down to the journal and counted that they had five things, but before the two could carry on Speid pulled into the back of 'The Chain' and the writing was going to have to be put on hold.
"I think that songs gonna be fun to record, Jude." Charlie told her as they climbed out the backseat going through Speid's side.
Jude nodded her head as she crawled out first, awkwardly stepping out of the car. "Gees, Speid, we're not taking your car next time. It's always a pain to get out of."
Speid put a cocky smile on his face before replying, "Well… I never have a problem getting out of the car." And no sooner did those words leave his mouth did Charlie's foot catch on the seatbelt and she tripped out. Seeing her falling, Speid reached out just before it was too late and Charlie became introduced with the asphalt.
"Shit!" she cried, scared she would have almost ate it. Getting herself steady on her feet, she felt Speid's arms still steadying her. "Thanks."
He nodded. "No problem, dude."
Jude chuckled, "Looks like Speidy's got Spidey senses."
Before Speid could think of a witty response, Aaron came rushing up the alley and joined them by the car. "Guys forget about me?"
"Dude you were chillin' with Caleb." Speid replied, feigning hurt, but Aaron ignored him as his eyes fell upon who he believed to be Charlie.
Nodding his head toward her, "You Charlie?"
"That'd be me." She said, sticking her hand out that Aaron openly shook. "Who are you?"
"I'm Aaron." His head nodded toward Jude, "Sorta her step brother. Our parents are shackin' up together."
"Wow, I know more about you then I know my own neighbor." She replied before following after the group without another word toward Aaron.
Standing there dumbfounded by her answer he heard Jude's chuckles before feeling her grab hold of his arm and drag him along the way to the back entrance. "C'mon Lil Bro. What took you so long to get here anyway?"
He let out a sarcastic chuckle. "You're number one fan." He replied as Jude rolled her eyes. "Ya know…"
"I've heard it, Aaron." She replied.
"Well can you at least meet the guy? He was my roommate last year, he's real cool." He said, stopping in his tracks, causing Jude to stop with him, "Get the guy off my back about you."
"Oh, and that's gonna get me to meet him?" she asked while crossing her arms over his chest.
Aaron went and put his arm around her shoulder while leading her in the back door, "Jude, Jude, Jude. I don't mind talkin' about you all day, but when Caleb is constantly…" he put his hand out in front of them and then curled it into a fist, "He's just never met anyone famous, and he knows my mom's stayin' with your Dad and all."
"I'll send him an autograph then." She said before getting from his grip and heading off to find the rest of the group.
"Well it's us against them! I'm here to represent! And spit right in the face of the establishment!" Deryck Whibley sang into the microphone, playing his guitar like there was no tomorrow. "And I wanna believe!"
"Well you're frankly nothing." Cone sang, the two alternating turns at the mic.
"Stand on my own!"
"A little sym-pa-thy."
Deryck smiled through the next line when he caught sight of Speid and his group. "Wastin' the youth!"
"I'm feeling young and useless."
"Speak for yourself."
Finishing before the chorus came to play, Cone sang, "Some blindfolded cause."
Jude had never been to any Sum 41 shows before, and although they were a band she had grown to like over the years, she found it entertaining, at how much Deryck put himself into the music on stage.
"Well because we're doing, fine. And we don't need to be told. That we're doin' fine, 'cause we don't need your control." She saw how he moved with the music and stayed on his game and it brought a smile to her face, making her miss the times on stage. "And we, don't, need, any, thing, from you. 'Cause we'll be just fine, and we won't be bought or sold. Just like you!"
The beginning intro played before they jumped into the second verse of the song, as Jude looked to the group she was with. Jamie and Zepp were all over each other as they listened to the set, Aaron had already found some girl to fawn over him, and Speid and Charlie were getting along quite well too. Leaving her alone.
Slipping away from the group, Jude pulled out her cell phone and went into the bathroom. She was ready to break down, and as much as she hated to do it, she pressed call on Tommy's number and placed it to her ear. Needing to hear his voice.
The phone sitting on his dresser started singing as a call came in. (I know rocks turn to sand, and that hearts can change hands. And you're not to blame, when the sky fills with rain, but if we stay or walk away. There's one thing that's true. I still love you.)
In the shower, Tommy turned the water off, just as the ending of the ring tone entered his ears, and he quickly ran out, throwing a towel around his waist, but by the time he got to the phone it was too late. The ringing had stopped, but that didn't stop him. He quickly hit call, to call her back from his missed calls list displaying on his screen, but his heart dropped when only got her voicemail. She'd turned her phone off.
"This is Tommy. Leave me a message." His voice entered her ears and she felt the tears sting her eyes, and seconds later she heard her own voice enter in the message. "Leave a message!" she had called from the background.
She remembered the day he'd set up his new voicemail. She was lying back on his couch as he sat near her feet, holding them in his lap, ever so often tickling her legs as he recorded the short message. She couldn't hold in to add her own spice to it, and when Tommy left it as is, it made her feel more and more love for him.
"Tommy, it's Jude… I… Ignore this, okay? Don't call me back; I just needed to hear your voice as pathetic as I sound." She paused a moment, being stronger than she could ever remember for not letting her tears drop. "I hope you're doing okay."
She then ended the call and placed her phone back in her pocket and stood over the sink, pulling herself together before she joined everyone back in the club.
As he ran a towel through his hair a chime came from his phone, alerting him that he had a voicemail. Quickly abandoning his current action he hurried to his phone and called his voicemail. Hearing her message broke his heart and he wanted to ignore her plea for him not to call her back, but it was obvious he couldn't. It was obvious that she wasn't okay, and truthfully, he wasn't okay yet either.
Walking into the club, an oldie but goodie was being played, and she instantly spotted Speid, Charlie and Aaron looking for her.
"Maybe we're just trying too hard, when really it's closer than it is too far." Deryck sang as Steve hit the bass drum harder and harder until the chorus came into play, the crowd not being able to help but sing along. "'Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep, up above in my head, instead of going under."
"Where the hell were you?!" Aaron quickly demanded as she joined the three. "We thought you got lost in a mosh somewhere."
Jude looked around, not seeing anyone around moshing, and decided to let Aaron know so. "No one's even moshing."
"Doesn't matter, Dude." Speid cut in. "We gotta stick together."
At those words, Charlie couldn't keep her mouth shut anymore. "Jesus, guys. She's twenty one years old. I don't think she needs a babysitter twenty-four seven."
Jude smiled. "Thank you!" Looking up to the stage, Deryck jumped into his guitar solo, and Jude couldn't help but tease Speid. "Can you pull that off, Speid?"
Looking back to her he gave her a sarcastic grin before replying, "Ha, ha."
"I can't sit back and wonder why. It took so long for this to die. And I hate it, when you fake it. You can't hide it, you might as well embrace it. So believe me, it's not easy. It seems that—" the music quickly cut, as he threw his fist into the air, finishing, "something's tellin' me!"
Quickly the music rejoined him and his fingers were quickly back on the frets, playing the rest of the song. "I'm in too deep and I'm tryin' to keep, up above in my head, instead of going under, 'cause I'm in too deep and I'm tryin' to keep up above in my head, instead of going under, 'stead of goin' under. Instead of goin' un—der again, 'stead of going under, Instead of goin' under aga—ain. Instead of goin' under, again, 'stead of goin' under again"
The lyrics came to their end, as Deryck and Cone played their finishing chords, acting as if they were in a face off. When the last note echoed off the walls, the whole crowd started cheering out of control, and seeing everyone she was with hollering at the top of their own lungs, Jude couldn't help but do the same.
Walking back up to the mic, Deryck ran a hand over his forehead and threw his fingers quickly through his hair before speaking to his fans. "Thank you. Thanks so much. It's great to play in our hometown again, and just for you guys," he said having more cheers join throughout the crowd, "Just for you all, here's another crowd favorite."
Everyone started cheering again, before he yelled into the mic, "And you better recognize this one!" Quickly Deryck jumped backwards playing the all too familiar opening to one of their all time famous songs, 'Fat Lip.' Cone and Steve jumped in and the crowd went crazy, and for the first time since her and Tommy broke up, Jude was happy. She was out, enjoying herself, listening to great music with people she loved and that would always be there for her.
"Stormin' through the party like my name is El Nino!" Steve yelled to his own mic, before Deryck ran up to his own.
"While I'm hangin' out drinkin' in the back of my El Camino!"
"As a kid!" Steve once again sang.
"Was a skid!"
Joining in with the two, Cone sang, "And no one knew me by name!"
"I crashed my own house party," Steve shouted, before Cone and Deryck joined in, all three singing, "'Cause nobody came!"
Playing the chords he was to be playing, Deryck came up to the mic, putting everything he had into the chorus, "I know, I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high school. Never goin', never showin' up when we had to. It's attention that we crave, don't tell us to behave, I'm sick of always hearin' act your age!"
The crowd joined in, singing along with him, before Jude felt Jamie put his arm around her, encouraging her to sing along with the rest of them. "I don't wanna waste my time, become another casualty of society. I'll never fall in line. Become another victim of your authority, and back down!"
It came to show Jude that by the end of the night, it's the people you're with that make it fun. She'd been a fan of Sum 41's music, but not enough to stand in the pouring rain for concert tickets. Yet even though they weren't her favorite band, she'd had more fun, singing along, losing her voice screaming and just plain hanging out with her friends. It was a memory she was going to keep with her for a long time.
When the show had ended, both Speid and Aaron had lost their voice almost. It was scratchy and raw, which only made Jude and Charlie laugh about. In the car, Aaron had to squeeze in the back seat with the three girls, which they were thankful he was tiny too, but Speid's car was technically only designed for two back there. To say the ride home was comfortable would have been a lie, but it sure was entertaining.
Charlie and Zepp were dropped off first, and the girls made arrangements with Jude to start moving in the following day. Of course Aaron pouted, but she only ignored him. When the girls were securely inside, Speid pulled out and drove to Jamie and Jude's street.
Getting out of the car to allow Jude to exit the backseat, Speid quickly took hold of her arm. "Did ya have fun, Dude?" he asked, his voice a little squeaky, and she couldn't help but nod and smile.
"I did. Thank you, Speid." She replied, stepping in to give him a hug. "I'll try not to be a couch potato anymore."
He smirked as they broke the embrace. "We need to jam together, alright. Maybe do a duet or something, yeah?"
Jude chuckled while giving him a nod. "Maybe." She offered before feeling Aaron at her side. "I'll see you guys later."
Jamie waved his goodbye as he walked up to his own door, before Aaron and Speid shook each other's hands as a goodbye. Speid got back into his car, and Jude and Aaron made their way inside.
"I guess I'll help you move tomorrow." He said as they walked through the front door. "Because I'm a nice guy."
Taking her coat off, she only smiled at him. "You're a dork. But that's okay." She said before heading up the stairs.
"I'm your dork though!" he called as he ventured toward the kitchen.
Almost at the top of the stairs she yelled back, "Good night Aaron." and proceeded on her way to her bedroom to get some much deserved sleep.
"I was thinking." Charlie said as she sat atop Jude's dresser in their new apartment. Boxes of Zepp's, Charlie's and now even Jude's filled the living room, along with their own furniture scattered about. Jude's acoustic guitar was leaning against the dresser in which Charlie was sitting atop, and as Jude walked back into the room, ready to take another box down the hall to her bedroom, she watched Charlie take it into her own possession.
Strumming once, open note, Charlie voiced, "We should take a break and work on that song."
Picking up a box, Jude asked, "What song?"
Watching her venture back to her room, Charlie hopped down, keeping the acoustic with her and followed after her. "Seven things."
In Jude's bedroom, her bed had been shoved in the far corner where the rest of the room consisted of her belongings. Boxes, totes, tubs, bags all covered the majority of the floor, but what Charlie was in search of was in plain sight on Jude's bed.
"Don't you want to finish putting this place together? We're making great progress in one day." Jude asked, watching Charlie go over and take Jude's journal from the bed. "Uh, un. No, give that here."
Throwing the journal behind her back, "Calm down, calm down. I'm just looking for that song we were writing last night."
Inhaling, Jude relaxed a bit, knowing there wasn't anything in the journal that she didn't care if Charlie read. "It's toward the back."
Charlie gave her a thankful nod and brought the journal before the two again. "C'mon. There's a room upstairs I haven't shown you yet."
Jude looked at her curiously, but Charlie didn't give her anytime for questions before exiting the room. Going after her, they walked down the hallway back into the living room before heading up the circular stairwell to the second level of the apartment. At the top, there was a small loft, in which a few more boxes resided, yet not as cluttered as it was downstairs. "This way." Jude heard Charlie call, as they walked over to two doors.
Nodding toward the one of the left, Charlie identified it, "That one's my room."
Jude nodded before the door on the right was opened and Charlie walked inside, "Whoa…"
Looking back to Jude, she stood to the side to allow her in. "And this is my studio."
The room was small, and still had some unpacking to do, but still took Jude into shock. Charlie seemed to own just about every equipment needed to record a song, and it seemed that that's what they were going to do. Dragging a stool from behind a few boxes, Charlie sat atop of it and tossed Jude the journal. "We need a break." Those four simple words, being in the room, made Jude forget about the mess downstairs, and before she knew it, her and Charlie were wrapped up in the song.
Sitting atop an amplifier, Charlie had her own electric-acoustic plugged in as Jude held a microphone in her hand, while unknowingly being recorded. Playing an opening, Charlie nodded her head, before Jude sang into the mic, a playful demeanor to herself, just living the moment and having a blast. "I probably shouldn't say this, but at times I get so scared, when I think about the previous, relationship we shared. It was awesome, but we lost it. It's not possible for me, not to care."
Bobbing her head, Charlie continued to play as Jude paused a moment, moving to the music as she did so. "And now we're standing in the rain, and nothin's ever gonna change until you hear, my dear."
The music quickly cut, before Jude threw up her shoulder, singing in a sassy voice, "The seven things I hate about you!" Charlie was playing once again, quicker this time and higher on the frets, giving the song a rougher edge. "The seven things I hate about you. Oh, you."
With such sass, such attitude, Jude moved about the small space, quickly singing with the beat, throwing her head side to side as she did so. "You're vain, your games, you're insecure. You love me, you like her. You make me laugh, you make me cry, I don't know which side to buy. You're friends, they're jerks when you act like them, just know it hurts. I wanna be with the one I know."
Letting up on the roughness of the song, Charlie still played harder chords, but at a slower pace, as Jude finished out, holding the notes as she did so. "And the seventh thing, I hate the most that you do—o. You make, me love you." And Charlie was back to playing the easy opening chords.
Calming down a bit, Jude threw her hair out of her face before beginning to sing the second verse of the song. "It's awkward and silent, as I wait for you to say. 'Cause what I need to hear now, is your sincere apology. When you mean it, I'll believe it. If you text it, I'll delete it, lets be clear."
Through the pause, both girls smiled over the lyrics as a transition chord was heard, and Jude finished the verse off. "Oh, I'm not coming back. You're taking, seven steps, here."
Once again, the music paused as Jude sang, "The seven things I hate about you!" and she was thrown into the chorus, spitting out one after another of the seven things. Her head bobbed violently with the music, up and down to the quick beat that Charlie produced. As the music changed, Jude, whose hair was in her face again, threw her head back. "And the seventh thing, I hate the most that you do. You make me love you."
Jude hadn't known Charlie had been recording the session from the time they sat there singing and working on the song, and when it had finally sounded right, Charlie was ecstatic, yet Jude was the complete opposite.
"Is everything okay?" Charlie asked, noticing the far off look on her new friends' face.
Staring intently at the journal, Jude nodded her head slowly, but not assuredly. "It's just… I don't hate anything about him," her voice began to quiver as she took a seat. "After every heartbreak, every fight… I love him. I don't hate him. I don't think I could ever hate him, or anything about him."
To clarify things, Charlie asked, "This song's about Tommy?" still unsure of exactly who Tommy was. Knowing music and the artist nowadays didn't mean she kept up with their personal lives. When Jude nodded her head, Charlie was at a stand still, not knowing how to act in the situation where Jude seemed she was about to break down. "He was your boyfriend."
Jude nodded. "Tom Quincy." She sniffed, holding back the tears at bay. "Little Tommy Q from BoyzAttack."
Recognizing his name now, Charlie nodded and actually remembered hearing about them dating for a while. "Why'd you guys…" unsure how and if to ask, she stuttered, before spitting out. "How come you guys split?"
A few tears fell from her eyes as she shook her head. "His Dad… His Dad just died and he needed t-time to him…" pausing she tried her best to hold it together. Drawing in a deep breath, she wiped at the few tears that escaped. "He needed time to himself."
"So it's not permanent?"
Jude shrugged, "I don't know… We were so happy. So happy. I mean…" Looking up, she let the memory come to play. "Not even a week before we broke up… We were trying to have a baby. We talked about kids…" her voice began to shake again and she bit down on her lower lip, holding in the tears. "I couldn't even get lucky enough to get pregnant for assurance he'd stay with me."
"You're not pregnant?" Charlie asked, and Jude nodded. "Well… That's a good thing if you guys aren't on good terms. You don't exactly want the guy sticking around unless he wants to. Not 'cause you're pregnant and he has to."
Nodding, she silently agreed. The awkward atmosphere made Charlie uncomfortable, until an idea struck her head. "You need a rebound guy. Nothin' too serious, but just someone to get your mind off your ex for a while and make you happy."
Looking back to her, Jude's expression asked for an explanation. She didn't want to date anybody. Not now. She wanted Tommy. "I mean, let me see your journal real quick." Charlie said, holding her hand out for the journal resting in Jude's lap.
"Here." She replied, handing the book over. "Why, what do you want with it?"
Ignoring her, she flipped through pages until she found what she had been searching for. "This." Charlie answered, before reading aloud lyrics Jude had written long ago. "Remember when we were such fools, and so convinced and just too cool? Oh no. No, no. I wish I could touch you again. I wish I could still call you a friend, I'd give, anything. If someone said—"
"When did you find that?" Jude asked, coming to her senses as the song finally sparked recognition to her memory. She had written that when she had returned from London. When she had gone to see Tommy and he had told her basically she was nothing to him anymore. She was writing that before he busted open the rehearsal space door and made love to her. "That song's personal."
Continuing to scan over the lyrics, she added, "And a good start to clearing your head. You don't wanna date a guy, I mean… I can write Tom outta your system."
Getting defensive, "Why are you so persistent to me getting over Tommy?" Thoughts of Megan came to mind, and Jude felt her anger boil. "What if I don't want to get over him, huh?"
"Jude calm down. If you still want to fawn over him, that's fine. But for the past month everyone's said how you've kept to yourself. Continuously been writing and crying."
She had to look away from her, but it only allowed her to see things differently. "Okay. So I have been. I've loved him since I was sixteen years old, Charlie. I'm twenty-one, that's five years, five years of my life and I don't want to just hop to another guy."
Getting frustrated herself, Charlie made her point clear. "Okay, I'm not in no way shape or form telling you to stop loving Tommy. I can't say, 'hey you stop feeling that way,' and expect it to happen." She pointed out, causing Jude to cross her arms over her chest. "All I'm saying is don't stop living your life, because of the break up. Your friends miss you. And if writing a song is some form of closure, or hopping to another guy—I haven't known you that long to know. So I'm throwing out suggestions."
Jude sighed before giving a small nod. "You're right though. You've known me less than all my friends and pointed out the exact thing I need to do to get over the break up."
"Getting over the break up doesn't mean getting over Tommy, Jude." Charlie pointed out, and it made sense. "And what I see here is you have three options. Write a song, clear your head with some random dude at a club, or sulk."
Looking to Charlie, her anger had disappeared. "I started that song over a year ago. After my third album came out I got offered a contract with a studio in London. Tommy and I were gonna get married and go there together but… I changed my mind. Wanted to go alone and I did."
"I'm guessing Tom wasn't too happy." Charlie asked, and Jude quickly nodded.
"I didn't exactly give him a proper goodbye. I didn't even give him a goodbye." Jude told her, the shame in her voice evident. "When I got back he was in a relationship. Told me not to talk to him, consider him a friend—anything to him. I wrote that entry after words."
Curious, Charlie asked, "Then what happened? The song's unfinished."
A smile came over Jude's features. "He came and found me. We got back together because… We're it for each other. The girl he was with… He couldn't' go on with her knowing I still loved him."
Silent for a moment, Charlie hoped she wouldn't push a soar subject by offering, "Well we could, ya know, finish the song. I mean, the lyrics sound pretty promising here. I'm sure it'd kill the summer charts."
Jude let out a laugh. "Kinda hard without a label."
"Uh," Giving her a look as if Jude should've known better. "Jamie." Hopping off the amp, Charlie set the acoustic aside and grabbed her lime green, Fender Stratocaster. "C'mon. Throw out some lyrics." She challenged, playing a few notes off the top two strings.
Jude let her head bob to the beat before thinking of something, "You took my hand, you showed me how." She sang, thinking of starting from the beginning of their relationship. Her mind flew to how he first told her he loved her, at how much they'd been through to get to that point. "You promised me you'd be around. I took your words, and I believed, in everything you said to me."
Pulling her fingers from the frets, Charlie pushed the journal Jude's way, pointing toward the end of the page before turning back to her guitar, strumming two strings at once, besides one, keeping the tune, but stronger. "If someone, said three years from now, you'd be long gone, I'd stand up and…"
Charlie continued to play, glancing at the journal to see why Jude had stopped to see that the line hadn't been finished. Reading over the chorus Jude had written long ago, her head bobbed a bit before saying, "If someone said three years from now, you'd be long gone, I'd stand up and punch them out." Her hand motioned for Jude to write it down, and Jude quickly did as Charlie said.
When the lyrics were successfully written Charlie took it from the top of the chorus, nodding to Jude to continue what had been started. "If someone, said three years, from now, you'd be long gone. I'd stand up, and punch them, out. 'Cause they're all wrong. They knew, better. Still you said, forever. And ever. Who knew?"
Quickly Charlie switched back to playing the original intro before fading the song out completely. "Write that verse down." She told Jude as Charlie began to set up more recording equipment.
Grabbing the pen once again, Jude quickly wrote down the few lines she had sung while asking, "What are we doing?"
"We're recording this. And we're gonna get it to the radio stations. And we're gonna make sure the guy that broke your heart hears it." Charlie explained, dragging cords from boxes and hooking them from amplifiers, to microphones, all connected to the main system at her computer. Shaking the computer mouse, she closed her screen saver and quickly minimized the session for seven things. "That is only if you want to."
Charlie was looking at Jude over her shoulder, and Jude was at a stand still for a moment, but a small smile she couldn't hold back came over her features as she nodded her head. "Let's get this song out there."
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"You may be different, but I'm still the same."
Hey guys I got a little challenge here for you. There's a song that's been stuck in my head for like two months now. I heard it at a party a couple weeks ago, but was a little tipsy and didn't think to write down the lyrics. So here's the deal. I'll write down the lyrics I do know, (which is like five words, :p) and whoever tells me the correct name of the song first gets a prize of your choice.
Below is a list of songs from the soundtrack of the story and I'm willing to send you that scene. For example, if you chose the song, 'Hear You Me,' the song Tommy sang for his Dad, what I'd send you would be from where the lyrics started to where they ended.
So it'd start here: Tommy began strumming away, Jude joining him, using the drum effects on the keyboard to hit a the snare and bass as he softly started to sing. "There's no one in town I know. You gave us someplace to go. I never said thank you for that. Thought I might get one more chance."
And end here, (with everything in between of course.) : "May angels lead you in." he sang, the music cutting as did his line, before he felt tears finally roll down his cheeks.
(Some scenes may have a bit more following though.)
Almost all the songs are there, but there were a few I had to eliminate to not give away important things in the future, but these are still pretty good scenes, if you chose well ;).
No Air – Jordin Sparks Feat. Chris Brown Karma Feat. Frankie Dean
Let Me Go – 3 Doors Down Speid
Best of Me – Sum 41 Speid
Tuesday Morning – Michelle Branch Jude
Breakin' Dishes – Rihanna Karma
Broken – Seether Feat. Amy Lee Tommy Feat. Jude
I Can Do Better – Avril Lavigne Jude and the Speiderman Mind Explosion
Take A Bow – Rihanna Karma
With Me – Sum 41 Speid
Pretty Girl (The Way) – Sugarcult Speid
What About Now – Daughtry Tommy
So there's the choices of scenes, and here's the lyrics to the song, which unfortunately isn't a lot. I only know a bit from the chorus.
It's an R&B song, male singer, and it's slow—the chorus at least. The starting lyrics to the chorus go, "I know. Yes, I know. Na, na, na, na, na. Da, na, na, na, na, na." And it repeats it once more.
This is crazy I know, but everyone gets a song stuck in their head and I know I'm not the only one who gets driven nuts by it. My friend said it was called Mi Amor, but I didn't find the song through that. So it's not much to go by, but it's something and hopefully one of you guys know it :)
Just list the song title here, or PM it, whichever is easier and then I'll see if it's the right one and PM you the scene :)
Thanks Again!
And like I said, I'll post Chapter Four tomorrow on my way to work for you guys for sure.