A/N: I forgot this on the previous chapter. Anyway, here I am supposedly 'working' and still updating and playing with ideas. I think I've finished the first day so far and the next chapter will be the following day, so what I would say is Thursday. Everything from the first 8 chapters took place on Wednesday, then the next couple of chapters will take place on Thursday and I'll probably conclude with everything taking place on Friday at Vinyl Palace, at least that's the idea.

I've already thought up a new story that I'll probably work on this weekend; I have a tentative title and everything. This is bad, when I get really excited about something I get all gung-ho about it and leave everything else to the wayside. I hope I don't do that with this, even though I love writing this stuff now. We'll see how things progress. :D

Until next time:D

p.s. This is a really short chapter, but I felt like I needed it so that Jude could move on with Tommy and her song. I hope it works:D

Jude didn't walk away from Tommy. She ran. It was the only thing she could think of at the time. However, after 30 minutes of running, well maybe 5, but it felt like 30; she was tired, red in the face, and hurting on all sides of her body.

'I should have known. Jude, damnit! You knew this was going to happen. With Darius involved, it was bound to happen. Any invitation to bring an audience and probably some revenue, he was going to take. And then there was Quincy, acting like he knew nothing when he proposed the idea,' Jude thought to herself.

Jude screamed in frustration. Innocent bystanders stared at her as if she had just been let out of a mental institution. She no longer cared how they saw her.

'I needed this. I really needed this. My chance to get away. To break free from this incredibly heartbreaking hold Tommy has on me.'

One tear fell onto the cement and the others just followed. She never even bothered to stop them. It felt good cry and not care. For once.

'Okay, this is it. Jude, you can do this. I know you can. I believe in you, girl. No, no Tommy. All me. I've got this. It's in the bag. '

While wiping away her tears and trying to walk at the same time, Jude never saw the cyclist barreling down the sidewalk.

"HEY! GET OUT OF THE WAY!"

And in five seconds flat, Jude found herself on her back, in a pile of mud.

I guess I got this, Jude thought to herself. She sat there for a couple minutes just laughing, trying to erase the confusion and uncertainty away from her body. When she was done, she walked the rest of the way to rehearse with SME, making sure to watch out for mud and cyclists.