First of all I just want to apologize for all the bad filler chappys I've been posting recently i'm really just trying to fill up the space in the story. But the chapters are going to get SOOO much better starting with the next one!! Enjoi!

Sydney.

Though being with my friends was something to do, something to keep me preoccupied, I couldn't stop thinking about Iggy.

Was he thinking of me?

Where we he?

Did he think I hated him?

So many questions and no way to get an answer.

When I'd gotten back home from the Break Room, I told Duncan about New York. He was bouncing off the walls and was instantly packing though we weren't leaving for another four days.

I still didn't feel complete. Without Iggy I felt lost.

My eyes kept picturing his soft blue eyes looking into mine. Getting lost in mine. His laughter. The way his hair blew in the wind.

Wait stop!

I have to pull myself together!

Oh but I CAN'T!

All day this internal struggle raged in my head.

I needed him now.

Right now.

I needed his scent.

I needed his hair to fall in my face when he'd lean in to kiss me.

I just needed him.

I just needed him!

It seemed like there was no escape. I still cried at night and wondered where he was.

I still listened to sad music in the darkest corner of my room and just cried.

The past two weeks just felt like forever.

I needed him back soon.

I sighed when I woke up the next morning. Me and the gang were going out to see a movie and then we're heading down to the Break room for coffee and conversation.

I loved being with my friends, though I still felt empty without him.

Anyway, I headed out the door to meet up with everyone for our movie. It would be our last day in town and the gang was glad I was back from my half eternal slumber which was either spent with Iggy or depressed over him. We took our seats in the back and the movie began to roll I smiled, glad to be back.

Or at least, mostly back.

After the movie we all headed to Break Room for coffee.

We were all having excellent conversation until Ally turned to me and said.

"Sydney… If I may, what about Iggy?" Everyone got really quiet.

I looked down into my Coke.

Ally soon got all bent outta shape.

"Syds! I'm sorry! I thought you were cool about it. I mean these are the first times you've been outta the house since he moved and shit. And you started to wear clean clothes for the first time in two weeks! I- I- I thought you were fine with it-"

"Ally, it's fine… I'm not fine with it. I still miss him to death but… yeah. I'll tell you." I managed to say.

The gang leaned in and I began to describe Iggy and everything we did while he was still here. Minus the flying and stuff.

"Wow…" Tarea said dreamily, leaning back in her lounge chair.

"He sounds so dreamy!" Chandler mocked in her voice. Ally punched him square in the arm.

"Damn bastard is making me look not good!" Jude cried.

"Oh yeah, Jude he totally, totally passed you up."

"Damn." Jude muttered.

"I gotta learn how he got you." Travis said. "I mean you always said and acted like you were "undateable" and yet he got you."

"No thanks to me!" Maya declared. "I was the one who told her to flirt with him."

"And I didn't!" I said.

We laughed and laughed. Then Ally said after a while.

"I'm sorry he left you. Didn't he say he was coming back anytime at all?" She asked.

I, in public, hit myself. For having missed the totally obvious.

He was going to come back. Right? He wouldn't leave me forever! Right?

Right?

Of course.

I thought.

I smiled widely.

"Syd? Sydney? You okay?" Chandler brought me back to earth.

I shook myself.

"Huh? Oh." instantly I jumped off the couch and hugged Ally so tight she began to dramatically fake-choke.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!!" I cried out happily.

I let her go and ran to the platform I hadn't been on in while.

I waved my hand at Gunther and he shook himself awake and snapped on the microphone switch. I got the attention of the coffee house customers as the microphone wailed to life.

"What got into you?" Tarea asked through small giggles.

"Happiness." I explained, smiling even brighter.

I grabbed the guitar that Gunther put on the platform for show and slung it around my shoulder.

"Hey everyone. I'm back today and will be taking reques-" I didn't even finish before people were shouting out different songs. I tried to focus on which one appealed the most. And then someone called out the perfect song.

Not to mention a song I actually knew how to play.

"Coming to terms!" Someone in the back called out.

I pointed at him and shouted "I know that one!" Tuned the guitar, struck a cord and started on the small speech I always gave before performing.

"Okay here we go."

"Oh no. It's not me. I just forgot to tell you…"