Bill still sat there with angry look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Georg asked.

"I'm just a little upset that we have to do a mash-up with some pop-princess."

Jude's jaw dropped. "Pop princess?" she got up and walked to the side of the table with Bill. "Do you want to know what I think you sound like?"

He got up and looked down at her. "Vat?"

"I think you have the sound of Linkin Park, the beat of Paramore, and lyrics as deep as something sung by Hannah Montana!"

Bill clenched his teeth. "Oh," he reached into his pocket for Jude's Ipod. "I hope you didn't mind that I looked around after you left it here two days ago."

She snatched it from him.

"I listened to your album," he added. "Guess vat I think of it."

"What?"

"I think you're Ashlee Simpson, meets Avril Lavigne in a High School Musical movie!"

Jude let out a small scream. "This is why I hate doing mash-ups. I have to work with jerks like you guys. Well you know what?!"

Nobody said anything.

"You can 'Live Every Second'… KISSING MY ASS!" she shouted reaching over the table and grabbing her purse. She then stormed out of the room leaving all nervous, except Bill, he was just pissed.

"That's definitely not Shay related," Sadie confirmed.

OoOoO

"I'm not doing it," Jude declared. "I'm not working with some egotistic, skinny Pete Wentz!"

"You have to, Jude," Tommy said. "You signed the contract last month. Just get in the studio, sing the chorus and a verse, and you're done."

"Yeah, until it's time to make the music video."

Tommy rolled his eyes and shoved his hands in his pockets. "What am I supposed to do, Jude? Either way, the music video shouldn't be too difficult. It's not like Darius is taking the romantic angle."

BZZZ

It was Tommy's cell phone. He reached into his back pocket and slid it open. "Uhhh…"

"What is it?" Jude asked snatching it from him.

It was Darius:

New angle. Romance. Bill and Jude.

She shut the phone and gave it to Tommy angrily. "Is he psychic? Does he just know when to say what to get me angry?"

"Talk to Darius, I don't know what to tell you."

"Fine," she mumbled. She turned around and ran her fingers through her hair walking around the studio. Suddenly, she bumped into someone as she was looking down.

"I'm so- Oh, hi Tom."

"Hallo," he said. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just… have you heard the news about the video?"

"Ja. Guess you're going to get it on vith my brother."

Jude scrunched her eyebrows. "God, not if I have any say in the matter." She walked to the door.

Tom nodded at the comment. "Hey, before you leave," he said as she paused and turned around. "Maybe, if you want, ve could get together tonight."

"L-like a date?"

He shrugged.

"Sure," Jude agreed smiling wide. She reached into her bag and pulled out her pen and an old receipt. "Here," she said as she wrote down her cell phone number.

"I have to get going anyway," she added. "I'm free after four though. So, yeah, I guess…"

She walked out of the room, but not before she nearly tripped over a chair next to the studio front doors.

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Because Tom didn't know how to get to Jude's house, they agreed to meet up at G Major. She walked on the sidewalk to the building and the first thing that caught her eye on the way there was Georg and Sadie sitting at a table eating.

"Jude!" Sadie exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm just on my way to the studio. I won't disturb you guys."

She walked away as Sadie and Georg let out a laugh. Jude finally made her way to the studio where she saw Tom standing at the front door with a cigarette.

"Hey," he said dropping the butt on the ground and stomping on it. "Sorry, I try not to smoke before a date. I guess it's been kind of stressful the last few days."

She let out a small smile as she gripped tightly to her coat. It was freezing out there but Tom didn't seem to notice.

"Come on, I have the limo waiting at the corner."

He offered to take her arm and she gave it to him. She felt like Cinderella would probably be better in this position seeing that Jude herself was wearing skinny jeans, a t-shirt, and an old denim coat.

They walked to the end of the block and Tom opened the limo's back door. Jude stepped one leg in just as she felt an eerie feeling.

"Vat is it?" he asked.

"Do you ever get the feeling that you're being watched?' she asked. "Never mind."

She stepped all the way in the vehicle and Tom followed in.

The driver took off and Jude started to feel a little bit awkward. "So… I went online this afternoon at my friend Jamie's house. You're pretty popular, even in America."

"Ja, it's pretty overvhelming. How about you, do you have fans screaming after you?"

Jude shook her head. "Nah, I'm still kind of small time. I haven't really heard of any fans outside of Canada. Plus, they're usually pretty calm."

"That's how it was for us ven ve first started making music. Nobody really seemed to give a crap about us. Your rise to fame was definitely faster than ours."

She nodded. "Doesn't make it any easier though."

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"Sorry never heard of him," Jude declared. They were at the restaurant and had just ordered their meals. It was coming soon.

"You have to be kidding me," Tom replied. "He is the greatest hip-hop artist in Germany."

"Well then, that's why I don't know him. I'm not exactly the biggest hip-hop person around."

"Vell, that's just about all I listen to."

"A guitarist who's in love with hip-hop," Jude said taking a bite out of her breadstick. "That's definitely the first I've heard of something like that."

He shrugged. "I guess that makes sense."

"You know, you're not as big of a player as the people online say you are."

He shrugged again. "Don't believe everything online. I read that you lip-synched at the last concert you performed."

"I don't lip synch. I figure you have a point there." Jude smiled at him. He was a lot nicer than the people online made him out to be.