Hey so here it is the newest chapter, a little later than promised...eeeek sorry :] But here it is. I hope you like it and please review and let me know.
I do not own instant star, or any of it's characters. I do though own my story plot.
The song in this chapter is Kings of Leon- Use Somebody
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Monday's… just why? Nothing good ever comes from the strain and attempts of making it to class on time on a Monday. Jude spent majority of her morning in school scribbling as usual and desperate for the end of the day.
Patsy was meeting her from school to head on over to Gmajor, she was desperate for the grand tour. And grand was the word now ever since Darrius had taken over. It was full on glamour house. Jude wouldn't lie she was finding it difficult to get any thing close to work done in the studio right now. Her and Tommy were less than compatible. Actually they were kind of avoiding each other. Jude sat on her side of the glass and Tommy behind the board on his and that's the way she liked it.
Mercedes or 'Satan's Anal Bitch' as Patsy had taken to calling her, made frequent 'visits' to the studio. She'd sit in the back of the room or on Tommy's lap hanging off his every word, it was disgusting. But Jude had decided if Tommy could get over her and move on she could too. And she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing how much it bothered her. That just wouldn't do.
The final bell of the day finally rang and Jude all but ran for the exit and the freedom promised behind the swinging doors.
Pasty was leaning gracefully as ever against her run down, old convertible. Attracting more than enough attention from the students passing her on their way home.
'Come on Blondie, I'm excited to see your fancy spot,' she called to Jude across the parking lot. 'Well that sounded just plain wrong didn't it?' she pulled a face at Jude.
'Only to Pats, you sexy bitch.' Jude stuck her tongue out her friend. She didn't know what she would have done after the events of the last week with out Patsy. She always bought out Jude's, shall we say wild side.
They made it to Gmajor and Jude gave Patsy free reign of the place while she organised herself for the recording session. Her writers block had passed pretty quickly after 'that day' and Jude wouldn't lie, she knew her new stuff was angry shit. And she hope Tommy heard that loud and clear.
Darrius was more than happy with Jude's new inspiration; her second album was well on its way and it would be a killer one at that, if she did say so herself.
Jude herself felt changed. She felt almost older. Her and Sadie were practically living alone, with their father stopping by to check on them. Unfortunately. As for their mother, no word. Other than a thirty second phone call to Sadie stating she was 'incredibly sorry' and 'perfectly safe' so 'not to worry.' Well good for her!
'Jude, you ready?' Tommy called; he smiled warmly at her. Couldn't fault the guy for lack of trying.
Jude just picked up her guitar and hit the booth. She was excited to get this one out of her head.
Patsy entered the back of the studio and pulled her biggest rock on sign through the glass, Tommy looked less than impressed at the two girls' antics. Thank God for P Sewer.
'What's it gonna be tonight girl?' Tommy spoke through the system. Jude wished for nothing more than to go back to the week after tour. Back before that disastrous kiss, and everything that followed it. But she couldn't go back. All she could do was hope for the day she would finally get over it. Get over him.
'I'm ready.' She simply said. And when Tommy gave her the signal she began to play.
I've been roaming around, I was looking down at all I see
Painted faces fill the places I can't reach
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Jude looked directly into Tommy's eyes her voice deep and raspy and full of everything she would never say but could always sing.
Someone like you and all you know and how you speak
Countless lovers under cover of the street
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you
Someone like him, but she didn't want him. Well she didn't want to want him but she was helpless to the way he got to her. And she hated him but she loved him for it. In the words of Kurt Cobain himself, 'Thank you for the tragedy. I need it for my art.'
Off in the night while you live it up I'm off to sleep
Waging wars to shake the poet and the beat
I hope it's gonna make you notice
I hope it's gonna make you notice
Tommy felt the pain and the turmoil and above all the hope. And he wished to take hold of the beautiful tortured girl in front of him and protect her from the pain and her new cynical and damaged view on love. But how could he, he caused it. All of it.
Someone like me, someone like me
Someone like me, somebody
I'm ready now, I'm ready now
I'm ready now, I'm ready now
I'm ready now, I'm ready now
I'm ready now
Someone like you, somebody
I've been roaming around, I was looking down at all I see.
Jude and Tommy were too a like for their own good. And as desperate as they were for each other they could often only bring each other pain. Tommy decided then as the last perfect note filtered in to his head. That he had to let her go and let her be. But he needed to be there for her. Jude's life was a mess and she didn't need his issues on top of all that. He was suppose to be her friend above all and he needed to get back to that. He needed to win back her trust.
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