A/N: Hi! This chapter took me awhile. Sorry! I had some writer's block, but now things are okay. Sort of.

Anyway, school's out so I've been writing like a fiend for my other fan fic because this one gave me trouble. I'm such a dork, I wrote the title of my other fan fic wrong, "Your Future LOOKS Bright, Kinda" not "IS Bright..." I know it's just one word, but it was driving me insane. I should post the first chapter by Friday...so now you have something else to read while you wait for the next chapter of SDC. (Hint Hint) :D

Thanks to everyone who has reviewed. I always intend to write that and then I start to ramble and never get to it. SO SORRY!!!

PICKYFAN: Attitude! That's all I have to say. :D

So I'll stop now...so I can edit the first chapter of my other fan fic...

THANKS MUCHO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jude sat down on one of the bar stools in front of the nook in the kitchen. "Am I suppose take that as a compliment?" Jude asked, somewhat shocked.

Jude's 'teacher' took a bar stool next to her. "I would if I were you."

Jude looked around for a moment, making sure no one was in an earshot of their conversation. "But that doesn't mean that I don't need a refresher course."

"What's this sudden interest?"

Jude cleared her throat. "No sudden interest. It's all about the performance."

"At Vinyl, I assume?"

"Your assumptions would be right," Jude replied, not trying to piss off her 'friend.'

"And your little song?"

"If that's what you wanna call it."

A Cheshire-like grin appeared on the face of the girl that sat next to Jude. She chuckled before leaning over to Jude. "Look, you may think you have everyone else fooled, but I can see right through it. And you," Karma whispered lowly.

Jude's face didn't match her feelings; she was calm on the outside and freaking out on the inside. "I have no idea what you are talking about."

Karma backed up and smirked. "Wouldn't be the first time."

"Care to let me in on your delusions?"

Keeping her voice down, Karma let Jude in on her thoughts. "You still care for him, even after all the pain he's caused you."

Jude rolled her eyes and scoffed. "I don't think it took a genius to figure that out. It's a little weakness I have."

"Yeah, I know. So you wrote your song to get back at him?"

"You could say that."

"And can I also say that I know you don't only care for him."

Jude's eyes widened slightly and Karma caught on. "And what?"

"You LOVE him. Still."

Jude didn't take any time to try and derail Karma's thought process. "How long did it take you to think that giant lie up?"

Karma smiled. "About 24 hours."

"Funny."

Karma laughed slightly and shook her head as she looked at Jude, as if her lies were almost saddening. "Funny is thinking the two of you could walk into G-Major and think no one would figure it out. No, you know what? THAT is delusional."

Jude didn't know what else to do to save the past day that she had worked so hard on getting. "So what? You think you figured it all out?"

Karma shrugged. "Pretty much. I pay attention to detail, so you can lie all you want, but I know different. Like I told Kwest, this is G-Major. Secrets aren't secrets for long."

Jude's eyes narrowed. "I didn't come to you for a lesson on secrecy and details."

"I realize that," Karma said as she got off her stool. Jude followed suit and Karma put her arm around Jude's shoulder, walking them to The Closet, "So let me help a girl out. Instant Star sisterhood, right?"

"Yeah, something like that."

"So you two on again?" Kwest said as he entered Studio A, where Tommy sat as he finished mixing Karma's performance for tonight.

Tommy took off his headphones as he saw his best friend appear in the corner of his eye. He turned his chair slightly as Kwest sat down in the chair next to him. "Care to elaborate?"

"Like I said before, It's always about Jude," Kwest said, smiling.

Tommy scoffed. "My life does not revolve around her."

Kwest rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Cut the crap, man. I know about your heated moment in the live room."

Tommy's eyes widened. "You saw us?!"

Kwest smiled, almost proud. "I wish. I got the scoop first hand."

"She told you?!" Tommy exclaimed.

"I am her producer. I thought you would have figured that out by now."

"Yeah yeah," Tommy said, brushing Kwest off.

"So what are you going to do?"

Tommy looked at Kwest like he had grown a second head. "What do you mean what I am going to do?"

"You didn't finish the seventh grade, man, not the first. I think you can catch my drift."

Realization hit Tommy and he couldn't face Kwest. "I don't know. There isn't anything I can do."

Kwest rolled his eyes. This was getting old for him. "Please. Do you love her or not?"

"What kind of person asks someone that?" Tommy asked incredulously.

"The best friend of the someone asks that someone that," Kwest replied.

Tommy smirked. "Then the best friend shouldn't even have to ask."

Kwest smiled widely. "That's what I thought."

"Well, instead of thinking so much, why don't you actually say your thoughts? It's starting to piss me off how everyone thinks they know what has or hasn't gone down, but won't say it," Tommy explained, his voice rising.

"Alright, alright," Kwest said, trying not to an argument with Tommy, "So it's official?"

"What is official?"

"You and Jude?" Kwest asked.

"We never got that far," Tommy said through clenched teeth.

"I forgot. Lots of lip smacking doesn't always equal talking."

"Al-mos-t done," Portia said as she fixed a piece of Jude's hair, "There!"

Karma stood in front of the full-length mirror so that Jude wouldn't be able to see herself before they revealed her. "Wow," Karma said, eyes wide, "I almost don't recognize you, Avril."

Karma backed away from the mirror and stood behind Jude's left side and Portia took her place opposite Karma. In the mirror, a reenactment of the transformation of Robin Williams into Mrs. Doubtfire could be seen; the end scene of the process of the transformation at least. Jude looked at herself, wide-eyed, completely taken aback as she saw her reflection. She spun a couple times to get the full effect. Jude stopped and put her hands on her hips before shaking her head slightly. "Guys, I don't know about this," Jude said, hesitantly.

Karma was the first to speak, rather upset. "What do you mean 'you don't know?'?"

"This is perfect!" Portia exclaimed.

Karma nodded. "Totally says Screw with me…I'll just screw your best friend."

Jude smirked. "I have no intention of screwing Kwest."

"Duly noted, but it doesn't matter. Completely metaphorical," Karma responded.

"You know what metaphorical means?" Jude asked, surprised at Karma's new-found intelligence.

"Yeah, you know what metaphorical means?" Portia repeated.

"I am a woman of many talents," Karma said, smiling widely.

"You keep on surprising me. That's for sure."

"I'll take that as a compliment," Karma resounded.

"I would if I were you," Jude mocked.

"So are you good, Jude? Because I think we pulled out our best stuff here," Portia replied.

Jude looked at herself in the mirror once more; a once over to find any reason as to tell herself she should not look as good as she did. Jude cocked her head to the side and examined her face. She was almost glowing in satisfaction. "Yeah. It feels right," Jude said, grinning.

"I think so too," Karma and Portia resounded together.

Jude thought to herself as she stared back at her reflection, while the other two women were congratulating each other on a job well done. Jude smiled, finally at peace with all the chaos in her life.

'Eat your heart out, Quincy.'