A/N: HEY!!!

Here is another chapter. There are probably three more after this and then I am done. I finished my first fan fic yesterday (or this morning). I started a new one, I think two days ago. I am writing the first chapter as we speak. It's a little different, but I think it'll be fun. It's called 'Your Future Is Bright, Kinda' (if you wanna check it out).

Anyway, not a lot going into this chapter. Just some premise for Jude's performance, kinda. At least that's the idea. :D

I hope to have another chapter out this week. I finish school this week, so I will have more time to finish this up. For sure though, I'll have this done by the end of the month. :D

Now what? Um, thanks. Thanks for reading.

I'll let you do what you do best: READ!

THANKS MUCHO!!!!

"Look who's talking."

Jude stared at him.

"I'm looking… and I'm a likin'!"

Quincy laughed out loud. Jude's faced turned crayola red as she covered her mouth with her hand.

"I so didn't mean for that to come out," Jude said, as she uncovered her mouth.

"If it makes you feel any better…I'm a likin' too," Tommy said, whispering the last part close to Jude's ear.

"It doesn't but thanks."

"Anytime," he said, pulling away from her.

Jude pushed herself away from the far wall in the live room, making Quincy move with her. She started to flail her arms in an attempt to make an excuse to leave the already embarrassing situation she had gotten herself into.

She pointed to the door as she started to back away from Quincy. "I'm-I'm-I'm gonna go. Find Kwest. Vinyl, you know."

"I have never seen you at a loss for words until now. It's quite entertaining. I like it."

Jude bit her bottom lip to keep herself from saying something ultimately cheesy that would lead to Tommy holding it over her head forever, whatever it was. "I'm-Bye."

"And I'm Tommy."

Jude rolled her eyes and smiled, barely making it out the door unscathed due to the door frame that "magically" appeared out of thin air.

SME sat on the couch next to the stairs that led to the second floor of G Major. The three of them had so much nervous energy that couldn't be dispelled any other way except for periodically hitting each other in some fashion.

"Stop it!" Kyle exclaimed as Wally hit him in the same spot as he had for the past thirty minutes, causing a bruise to form underneath his jeans.

"You started it."

"Oh. 'You started it.'" Spied mocked, "What are we in the second grade?"

"Who pissed in your cornflakes this morning?" Wally asked.

"No one," Spied lied.

"I'm thinking a little cat by the name of Karma," Kyle stated.

"She has nothing to do with this," Spied said, looking at his band mates.

"Tell that to your face. It says, 'Karma DIE!'" Wally said in a fake evil voice.

"Real original, Robbins."

"Whatever."

Wally and Kyle spent the rest of the time they sat on the couch thinking of different sayings for Spied's face, while Vin stole looks of the G Major kitchen where Karma was talking to Mason.

"So whatcha got for me?" Jude said, jumping into the swivel chair that resided next to Kwest.

"Um. Nothing," Kwest said, shaking his head.

"Well that sucks."

Kwest laughed lightly. "We're done, remember? I mean except for tonight."

Jude swallowed hard. "Yeah. Tonight."

"Why the sad face?" Kwest wondered.

Jude shook her head. "No sad face. Just thinking."

Kwest raised his eyebrows in disbelief. "I'd hate to see what your face looks like when you're actually sad then."

Jude scoffed. "Shut up, Kwest!"

"There's a smile."

Jude rolled her eyes, still smiling.

"Anything you want to tell Kwest?" he asked in a serious tone.

"No," Jude lied.

"Kwest thinks you're lying, missy."

Jude laughed nervously. "I'm not lying."

"Kwest thinks you are."

"Oh my God. Honestly. I will tell you if you stop talking in the third person. Seriously."

He smiled. "Kwest-" he started, "Ok. What's up?"

Jude feigned interest in her the arms of the chair she inhabited as she spoke. "It's about Tommy."

"What did he do now? Cause I swear, if I have-"

Jude looked up. "Kwest, shut it."

Kwest shut his mouth and stared at Jude, waiting for her to continue.

"I kissed him," Jude whispered, looking at the wall behind Kwest.

"YOU WHAT?!"

"I kiss-" Jude started to repeat.

"I heard you, Jude."

"Oh," Jude said, her cheeks starting color.

"You are so lucky these walls are soundproof."

"Yeah, I know."

Kwest reverted to his famously cool demeanor. "Ok. So you kissed him. Now what?"

Jud sighed. "That's the problem. I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know?"

"It's like-" Jude started, "I spent all this time since he's been back hating him, wishing I could make him hurt the way he hurt me. And then talking to Darius gave me the idea for So Damn Clever and I thought for sure a song was it. It always worked before. Anything I felt for him or about him could go into a song and I'd feel a million times better. But now it's like, I wrote the song with all those feelings inside me and I don't feel them now. At all," she finished, worried.

Kwest thought for a second. "Your song is a story. About you. Even if that you isn't the you now. Your job is to tell it to everyone else. Even if you don't feel that way anymore, you have to make them feel it. It's the only way it works."

"Yeah. You're right," Jude said, nodding.

"The song isn't a ballad, so you don't have to put your all into the vocals. It's about attitude tonight. Pure attitude."

Jude smiled, finally realizing how she was going to make tonight work. "Yeah. Attitude. I can do that."

Kwest nodded and smiled. "Good. Maybe you'd like to-"

Jude shook her head. "Can't right now, Kwest. I am on a mission to get me some attitude."

Jude got out of there chair and left Kwest to do whatever he had been doing before she got there. She walked out of Studio B with a purpose: find some attitude. Jude walked aimlessly for a bit not truly finding what she was looking for. Then she saw it.

"Hey, I've been looking for you all over."

"Why?"

"I need something," Jude said, hesitantly.

"From me?"

Jude took a deep breath. "Yeah."

"What is it?"

"Some attitude."

A loud laugh could be heard as Jude spoke. "I don't think you have any problem in that department."