A/N: Man alive! You guys are freakin' awesome! Sorry for not getting this out sooner, but I have been drinking loads of Starbucks and getting few hours of sleep and for some reason that has made me write a crap load (you can read the rest of my caffeine high a little farther down).

I can't believe you liked the last chapter so much. So much for me almost hating it. :D

The A/N that is at the bottom is a mix of a preview. They are basically all quotes from skeleton versions of chapters I've already written. So you don't know who says what. :D

You guys totally deserve it!

But there is still the regular preview of the next chapter because I like it. Just a little bit. Jude gets very blunt and lets everyone know what's on her mind, which may or may not be such a good thing. :D

This chapter is a bit shorter than the rest, but even though I'm not done with the next one, I know it's longer. :D

This chapter is kind of a filler. Okay, it is. Lol. :D

And while I was on my Starbucks high this week, I got loads of writing done! I think you will be very happy! Chapter 8 and 9 might make you a little sad/mad and Chapter 10 might make you a little more sad/mad, but I think Chapter 11 is my favorite so far. I'm almost done with it, which is funny since I haven't finished writing the other ones, but I have skeleton versions. Just thought you'd like to know. :D

THANKS:

Carlz02: AHAHAHA! I love it! The conversation was something I struggled with because I wrote it before everything else and then I had to figure out how it fit it in with everything else I had written, but I think it came out okay. I originally had that line where Jude says "I bet I'll find out the other soon enough." But when I read it, it didn't work and I didn't think Jude would let that slip at such a public time, so I changed it. THANK YOU SO MUCH! I'm glad you love it!

chocolateelephantz: LOL. I'm glad you thought it was awesome! Yes, JOMMY! I'm posting now!

Camsma: Flippin' amazing?! Really? I'm glad you liked it cause I'm still on the fence. :D Thank you for being in love with this story! Believe me, Eden will be the least of your worries soon. I think I have someone else coming in three chapters! Sorry to burst your Jommy bubble. :D I like jealous Jude too, but she's not as fun as jealous Tommy (if you catch my drift!). Sanity? Um, I think I might have messed that up, but it's fixed in this chapter (once you read it). I don't know if it's obvious, but I think it is, but then I am the writer so… :D And you are so right about Tommy's sanity (in a general sense). I'm updating now!

SH0rti4eva: Yay! I'm glad the last chapter was funny. :D I'm glad you loved that and you're right. They are partners in crime, if you will. :D I like having Jude be blunt with Tommy because as the story progresses, you can play with that (or at least I can, since I'm writing). :D I don't know if your review got cut off or if you just had an extra "I" floating around. But thank you!

love4jommy: Thank you for loving this! AHAHA! I give you permission to kick Eden's ass. :D Only cause she'll be the least of your worries soon. :D I agree. And jealous Tommy will make an appearance as well. You can't have one without the other. :D I haven't decided what Tommy will feel about what Jude writes about him (although I've already written it). I think he'll be uncomfortable, but I think there will be more. Kiss?! Who said anything about a kiss? Just Kidding. I hadn't even planned that yet, but then I started writing another chapter and I think that's where I am gonna write it. I did plan what comes after that awhile ago. Lol. If you catch my drift. ;D Which is kinda funny considering the former comes before the latter. Oh well. Thank you so much! I'm posting now.

charley07: Thank you! The relationship is growing on me. I hope you find some sort of inspiration or motivation because I'd like to see what comes next in both of your stories! Eventually is better than never. I can wait! That countdown might be awhile. Lol. :D

love2burn4tim: THANK YOU! Yes, they did. I felt it was better to out their feelings now. Cause then I get to play with them later. ;D I have most stuff planned out as to what goes on, but some stuff is still in the air. Yes, it is! LOL. I think Tommy is growing on her already. :D I'm posting now!

snowriter: THANK YOU! I love stories with this type of story line (or like IS where Tommy shouldn't be with Jude because of who/how old they are). Well, now you don't have to. I'm posting now. :D

scrubslover: Amazing?! Wow. Thanks! I think they have to be for something like this to work out. Or not. Who knows? Flirting, my favorite! His favorite thing? Oh well, everyone knows what that is, but they probably don't know they know. And once it's revealed I think everyone will understand. :D I'm updating!

tommyskat: Sexual tension is an awesome thing. :D Uber major much?! AWESOME! Thank you for loving this that much. :D

up14: Thank you for loving this! I'm updating now. :D

Momma M: Thank you so much! That's good cause I didn't really like the last chapter, but I'm glad you thought it was well written. :D I didn't want that to happen cause then that draws out unneeded drama for them (since I found other ways to entertain them for the time being :D). Yeah, I was never a fan of Eden. She drove me nuts! Well, I hope you like how this turns out (however it turns out :D).

Sixte3n Candl3s: Um, yeah. Been there done that. It's bad, but sometimes I can't get myself to go to bed. :D SIX! You totally sound like Nine. :D Thank you for loving it. Yeah, I know. I was all over the place with the last chapter and I finally had to just post it or it never would have made it out alive. :D I think Tom has rubbed off on her already. Don't worry, things slip my mind all the time. Thank you so much!

cecapo3610: Thank you! I like tension; it's always fun to play with. :D Thanks!

101ISFAN: Ahahaha. As you will see, I actually changed that line a little. I realized after I read it a bunch of times it didn't say what I meant. Now it does. Thank you for loving it! I'm posting now. :D

raylo94: Thank you! I still don't know if I really like the last chapter, but oh well. It's already posted. That's what I was hoping for. :D

bbybty9: Thank you for loving this! I'm posting now. :D

pwbhswriter2009: Thank you! Now you don't have to wait! Only slightly. Some things that happen later will look a little more like Teach Me, but it's not really based on it. Thank you. I hope you like the rest of this. :D

Dislcaimer: I don't own 'Single' by Natasha Bedingfield. Or Nirvana and Kurt Cobain. Or Starbucks. Or Microsoft Word. Or MacBooks.

A/N: at the bottom (It's another preview!) :D

R&R or R&L please.

THANKS MUCHO!!

"One Page":

She smiled wickedly at the sight, opened the door, and walked out, leaving Tom to pull himself back together before his student noticed he wasn't paying attention anymore.

Don't Stand So Close To Me

Chapter 5

"Writing About You"

She sat at the dinner table with her parents, her sister away at college like she had been for the past two years. Here she was, the second day of her senior year fading away as the sun set. Despite the fact that she had waited for her senior year for what seemed like forever, she had no idea it would start the way it had. 48 hours had changed her life. And she knew it would only get progressively different each time she saw him.

Him.

She couldn't get him out of her head, but she needed to. She couldn't risk anything slipping in front of her parents. She had to wear a fake smile and nod with each question.

She looked in front of her as her parents started to pile their plates with food.

Already atop her plate were meatloaf, green beans, and potatoes au gratin. It was one of the meals her mother made that she was excited to eat. And this time it actually had meat in it.

"So how's school?" her dad asked, as he sipped his water.

She silently groaned. Couldn't she have one dinner where the conversation was not about her well-being and how her life was going?

She nodded and smiled, like she told herself she would. "It's only the second day, Dad," she responded as she cut a piece of her meatloaf with her fork. She took the ketchup bottle in front of her and opened it, ready to add more to the mountain already on her meatloaf.

"I know, but I would have figured you would already have the year pegged. You usually do," her father, Stuart, shrugged nonchalantly.

She squeezed the bottle hard at her father's comment, making it sound as if someone had farted and the ketchup squirted all over her plate. All over her potatoes and green beans. She hated when that happened.

Her mother snorted at her malfunction and Jude rolled her eyes. So much for fake smiles and nods.

Not him too, she thought.

She capped the bottle hastily and placed it next to her cup before glancing at her father. "I'm not that judgmental. Geez," she responded, picking up a piece of ketchup-laden meatloaf with her fork.

Stuart scoffed. "Okay, keep telling yourself that, Jude."

Her eyes widened. She turned her head towards her mother and cried "Mom!"

Stuart smiled at his daughter's reaction. It was a very Jude thing to do.

Victoria put her glass down and slightly shook her head. "Honey, he is right."

She huffed shortly. It was just like her mother to side with her father. "Forget it."

Her father shook his head as his daughter continued to eat, scraping the excess ketchup off of every green bean on her plate. "You know I was talking to Dave from work and he said hi," Stuart announced, eying his wife as he spoke to his daughter.

Jude looked up from her plate. "Oh. Tell him I said hi too," she replied indifferently. What that had to do with her, she was completely unaware.

But she should have known.

Victoria smiled widely and nodded. She had waited for her entrance since dinner had started. "And he has that lovely son, Jonathan. Jude, you should think about seeing if he'd be interested."

Jude turned her attention from her father to her mother. "Interested in what?" she asked, somewhat confused.

"In you."

Jude's throat constricted slightly and she coughed loudly. Her mother couldn't possibly be serious. There was no chance she was interested in anyone besides Mr. Quincy and the possibility of seeing if anyone other than him was interested in her was starting to give her invisible hives.

"You're trying to set me up? Mom, I-" Jude started, shaking her head visibly.

"Jude, I think your mother's right. You really should have at least one date before you graduate," her father added in all seriousness.

Jude's eyes glanced to each side of her head, her parent's faces staring back at her. So she hadn't had a date since she began high school. Who cares? Obviously her parents.

"You guys are serious."

She knew, eventually, she'd have to find something or someone that would divert her parents' attention from her love life. But finding someone other than the one she wanted was not something she had planned.

"Completely," her mother responded.

Jude picked up a potato and held it in mid air. She sighed before responding. "Okay, it's not my fault the boys at school suck," she said before eating the potato.

Victoria laughed loudly, but Jude looked at her confused as she finished chewing. How she thought that was funny was lost on Jude. It wasn't funny. It was the truth.

"Honey, you just called them boys," her mother said a few seconds later, knowing she needed to explain her laughter.

"They will all turn into men, you know," Stuart added.

Jude nodded silently. "For some of them, it couldn't come fast enough," she muttered lowly, turning her attention to her glass, drops of water condensed on the outside of it.

"And you think you aren't judgmental?" her mother commented, picking up her glass.

Jude abruptly looked up. "Mom!" she cried.

Laughter erupted from Jude's other side. Jude ignored her father, but smiled slightly. Her mother was not the first person to point that out, obviously.

"I was just saying-" her mother retorted.

"I know," Jude responded. She didn't need an explanation. She understood completely.

Jude looked over to her father who was still laughing. "Dad, it's not that funny," she responded, his face starting to gloss over.

Stuart took a deep breath to respond. "Okay, well I think it is." Then he continued to laugh as Victoria joined him.

Jude slightly laughed as her parents laughed at her, their faces turning red. "You guys suck," she mentioned as she looked at the pair. She picked up her glass and took a drink.

Victoria took a deep breath to stop herself from laughing. "Sometimes," she responded clearly, shrugging her shoulders. She took a quick drink from her glass before wiping her mouth with her napkin.

Jude's eyes sparkled slightly and then she shuddered at her mother's comment. That's not what she wanted to think about. "Eww," she retorted defiantly, looking at her mother, shuddering.

Stuart spit out his drink as he had stopped laughing a few seconds prior. He started to cough viciously, trying to gasp for his breath, his coughs turning into laughter again.

"Jude!" her mother exclaimed, slightly embarrassed. She started to chuckle nervously. Victoria glanced across the table to see her husband was still laughing. She began to laugh even more.

Jude's eyes widened and her skin heated. She hadn't said that out loud, had she? She silently reminded herself to take a moment each day to get those thoughts out of her mind, but she knew it would be a hard task.

"Sorry," Jude apologized sheepishly as her parent's laughter grew at the expense of their daughter's embarrassment. Jude began to laugh at her own comment, her sides beginning to ache, as her parent's faces began to turn a shade of ketchup.

The same color that was spread all over Jude's plate.

They spent the rest of dinner laughing happily and talking about meaningless ventures.

Once dinner was over, Jude excused herself. She had some important things to do before her night was over. "You know maybe you should try and set Sadie up with this guy. I can wait a few months for the next one," Jude offered, placing the leftovers in a microwavable dish.

Victoria took the dish from Jude and put it in the refrigerator before nodding. "I think that's a fab idea. I'll call her up right now," her mother said, walking out of the kitchen towards the phone.

Jude smiled knowingly as she turned towards the sink. She hoped that alone would bide her some time to find someone. Someone like Tom Quincy, perhaps.

Jude made her way up to her bedroom after washing the dishes and plopped on her director's chair, which wasn't the softest thing she owned.

"Ow!" she exclaimed as the wooden arm crashed into her side.

A few seconds passed as Jude rubbed the right side of her stomach, checking for any damage when she heard a song float through the air. It was 'Single' by Natasha Bedingfield.

That meant one thing. Her cell phone was ringing.

"Hello?" she said, picking up the phone from her bedside table hesitantly, already knowing who was on the other line.

"I'm gone for less than two weeks and I'm already getting set up? Thanks!" her sister exclaimed, sardonically.

Jude grabbed a Nirvana throw pillow, threw herself on top of her bed, and rested her head on Kurt Cobain's face before talking to her sister. "Oh. Sorry," Jude replied, although she was anything but apologetic.

Her sister sighed on the other end. "I don't want your sloppy seconds. Why don't you take him?" she asked.

"First off, I've never had him, so you'd be his first Harrison. Second, he's not worth it," Jude said.

"Oh, thanks. He's not worth it for you which makes him worth it for me?" Sadie questioned.

Jude silently laughed. "Well, if that's how you want to put it, yeah."

"Jude!" Sadie cried.

"What?!" Jude asked innocently.

A few silent seconds passed with neither sister speaking. "You really should go out, you know," Sadie said. "Even if it's not with him."

Jude rolled her eyes angrily. Dating was not on her mind. At least not with anyone who wasn't her Starbucks obsessed-leather jacket wearing-Advanced Composition teacher. "So I've heard."

"Well, what's stopping you?" Sadie asked. She never understood how her sister couldn't date. It was as if no one was the right one.

"I don't know. The boys at school-" Jude started.

"If you don't want a boy, then find a man, Jude," Sadie commented, thinking that was Jude's main reason for not dating.

"I think I already have," Jude muttered to herself.

"You have?" Sadie asked astonished.

"What?" Jude asked, taken aback that her sister had heard her. She really needed to work on the talking to herself.

"Who is he?" Sadie asked.

"No one special," Jude said, brushing Sadie's inquisition off. Jude was silently killing herself. She knew Tom was more than no one special, but she wanted something to happen between them so she couldn't risk anything. If she had to lie to the ones she cared about, then that's what was going to happen.

"I have to meet him," Sadie declared.

"No. No one has to meet him," Jude fired.

"I am your sister-"

"I know. I'm trying to forget," Jude replied.

"And I think I should meet him," Sadie responded. She didn't understand why Jude was so adamant about this boy. If only Tom was a boy and not a man.

"I don't want to ruin anything before it starts, Sades," Jude said, telling the truth.

"Why would him meeting me ruin anything?"

"Because you wouldn't be able to keep your mouth shut if he was a decent guy which would lead to Mom finding out and insisting that she meet him as well, which by extension also includes Dad, Jamie, and Kat. So no," Jude explained.

"Okay, you're right," Sadie conceded. "Fine. Don't let your one and only sister meet the man that could be The One. Let her wait it out until she's old and gray and dying. She only wants you to be happy."

Jude chuckled lightly. Sadie was a drama queen sometimes. That's where Jude thought she received her melodramatic tendencies from as well. "Your guilt trip isn't working. And by the way, who says I'm not happy being single?" she asked, honestly.

Everyone thought Jude needed to have someone in her life to be happy, but she was fine flying solo. But in a way she wasn't alone. She had Tom. So maybe they were right after all?

"Well, no one. I'm sorry," Sadie replied thoughtfully. She hadn't given it much thought but dating had never been high on her sister's priority list.

"No harm, no foul," Jude replied nonchalantly.

"Okay, I'll let you go. Just promise me you won't help Mom try and set me up anymore."

Jude smiled widely, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Hey, you aren't here to defend yourself. I can't help you out on that one."

"Well, excuse me for wanting to further my education."

"Right," Jude scoffed. "Cause I know the only reason you applied to UT was when you saw 'the hot frat guys on the brochure!'"

"Shut up, Jude."

"Love you too, Sades," Jude replied.

"Love you too, Jude. Night."

"Night," Jude said, hanging up her phone. She sat up and moved the throw pillow to her side.

Jude tossed her phone on her bedside table, only to hear it crash to the floor a few seconds later. She didn't bother picking it up and instead moved to the other side of her room to pick up her MacBook. She had one homework assignment left.

His assignment.

Why she had left it to the last minute, she didn't know. Although she previously thought the assignment was an easy one, it proved to be daunting when she forced herself to sit down and write something.

Her class explanation earlier in the day rendered itself futile as she stared at the Word document in shame.

She couldn't think of a thing to say. And she was growing frustrated by the minute.

She sat on her bed with her MacBook on her lap, waiting for inspiration to strike. Nothing.

She closed her eyes and thought of him. He was the one who had started it. Started it all.

It was then that she knew what to do.

She was going to write about him.

"I know that they say this is wrong. That what we have isn't real. But they don't know you like I do."

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He viciously tore the tape off his hands and threw the scraps in the trashcan before he walked back into his house.

He needed a shower and beer pronto. And in that order.

He had been working out in his garage since the moment he got home.

It was now 8'o'clock and he had gotten home at 4.

He needed to get his mind off of one thing.

Her.

His mind was rendered useless after his very informative conversation with her.

So when he got home, the only thing he could do that could make him stop thinking altogether was work out.

He lifted weights, threw punches at the bag, and jump-roped until his hands bled and the tape started to fall off.

He walked up the million stairs that led to his bedroom, discarding every piece of sweat-drenched and Jude thought-infused clothing he was wearing along the way.

He stepped into his shower and turned on the faucet, letting the water cascade over his body, massaging every tense muscle he had.

The one muscle the water couldn't touch, but that needed the most therapy, was his brain.

He needed to get away from all the thoughts that were suffocating his mind.

He stood there for what seemed like days, his skin wrinkling as the time passed. His mind, like the glass door of his shower and mirrors in the bathroom, becoming more and more foggy with thoughts of Jude. She crept into the crevices of his mind that usually went untouched by every other woman in his life.

He had never experienced the feelings he currently had before. Well, that was partially a lie. He had. To an extent. With another woman. But that felt like another life time. She was gone and he was left thinking of someone else. Someone who made him feel whole. Better. More than he had ever felt when he was with - he couldn't say her name - she was his past. He now had someone who filled his present. And hopefully his future.

Jude.

He shut the water off realizing his first attempt at contentment was futile. He opened the shower door and stepped out, almost slipping on the granite floor. A few obscenities flew out of his mouth as he pulled himself upright and proceeded to his bedroom, his lower back straining as he walked.

Maybe he should have stretched more before he worked out.

He now needed the beer more than ever.

Knowing he wasn't going anywhere, he decided a pair of boxers would do. His feet were silent against the wool Berber carpet as he walked towards his dresser. He pulled a pair out of his top drawer, put them on, and walked out of his bedroom, never drying off.

He padded down the long corridor to the top of the staircase and made his way to his kitchen, the granite cold against his feet, but he didn't mind. He pulled open the stainless steel refrigerator and pulled a bottle of beer off the inside of the door.

He closed the refrigerator and took the bottle opener off of the door, opening the beer and tossing the cap in the trash before making his way to his living room.

He stared at the entertainment center before pressing 'power' and scanning to the fifth selection. The Bose speakers started to vibrate as he walked over to his leather couch and sat down haphazardly.

He threw his head back, letting the sounds penetrate his skull. It was a daily routine.

School. Her. Home. This.

And it was only the second day.

One day, they would all coincide, some events happening in place of others, but nothing was ever going to take this one pleasure away from him. Not even her.

It was his sanity.

A/N: Preview:

Chapter Six

"My Theme For Advanced Composition"

The bell shrilled and the class silenced immediately.

"Alright, let's start. We have lots to do."

The class sighed loudly. They had already gotten used to Tom's methodologies and it was only the third day of class. It had to be record.

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That morning when he picked up his Starbucks, he asked for two extra shots, thinking he'd need them to get through the day.

He didn't know how right he had been.

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"You wake up in the morning, turn over in your bed, look at the ceiling, and ask yourself, 'What will she wear today?'"-+-

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"But the most important question in your mind is, "Will she think of me today?" But you already know the answer."-+-

-+-Part of Jude's One Page!

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A/N 2:Preview

From Chapters 8, 10-12

"Is everything okay?"

"Everything is just dandy."

"I think we should get together, you know, for dinner or something?"

"Yeah, that'd be great."

"Jude."

"That's my name. Don't wear it out."

"Yeah, I bought the house."

"The House?"

"Here you go. Thanks for stopping by. Don't bother coming back again."

"Happy Birthday to You!"

"Happy Birthday to You!"

"This is how it's gonna be?"

"Yep, I think this is how it's gonna be."

"No one puts Baby in the corner."

"Happy Birthday, Jude."

"You didn't come all the way over here to tell me Happy Birthday. What do you want?"

"Jude, this is my best friend, Kwest."

"You can't be serious, T."

"Come with you?"

"Yes, come with me."

-+-Some quotes are obvious and some aren't. They are NOT in order because that would be too easy! Although some quotes are paired as you can see. Chapter 7 and 9 are NOT included because I haven't even written or thought about them (well, I have, but nothing is concrete, I just have ideas in my head). LOL. :D

-+-+-I will give you an advanced preview of Chapter 11, if you can…put the quotes in the right order (as far as chapters go…like: this quote goes in this chapter…). The quotes don't have to be in the order they are said, they only have to correspond to the chapter they are in. I will give you two hints since these aren't included in the quotes, Chapters 7 & 9. In Chapter 7, we have the first Ad. Comp. workshop and in Chapter 9, we have a date (so that kind of gives away what happens in Chapter 8, right? You can't have a date without being…?). Six quotes are in Ch. 8. Five quotes are in Ch. 10. Seven quotes in Ch. 11. Two quotes in Ch. 12. So yeah, any questions, you can just pm me. :D