Spotlight Girl //a Jeremy Jordan Fanfic//

Twelve: 2 Months Later

Jamie's POV

Summer seemed to rush by me in a blur.

I finished sitting my GCSE's, got some pretty good results back if I do say so myself! Evie, Isla, Ethan and I decided against going to Prom and instead decided to have a bonfire on the beach, aced my music theory exam with flying colours! Also mentioned to my best friends the identity of my biological father to which I think they were all pretty chill about it...well, everyone except Evie that is;

"Jeremy Jordan...THE Jeremy Jordan?? I swear to god you are PLAYING with me right now! This CAN'T be real!!" She did at least 3 laps around the garden as I filled in Ethan and Isla, who were shocked but just as excited to hear the details.

"Well, Evie always used to say you were the female equivalent of him." Ethan mentioned casually, sucking up lemonade through his straw.

That was true. Evie told me on a weekly basis that my level of talent was equal to Jeremy's, but I always believed that was because she was in love with him and anything of any sort of remotely good music or performance was worthy of the title of JJ level talent!

"Yeah," Isla chipped in, taking a piece of shortbread from the plate Alice brought out for us. "I mean, now we know it was a valid point to make!"

We all had a chuckle at that...well, all of us except Evie who was still having a moment of quiet reflection, sat cross-legged on the grass and twiddling a handful of the blades.

"So," Ethan began, putting his lemonade down on the ground beside him. "What's next? Are you gonna be leaving us for the big apple or...?"

I rolled my eyes and gave him a light shove. "Shut up, I have my feet firmly planted hear in the south of England and I don't plan on uprooting myself anytime soon!"

And I meant it. I couldn't even imagine what it would be like to move to the other side of the world like that, completely different environment, different school, completely different continent even, but I did find myself starting to imagine the possibility...and that was when Jeremy gave me a call.

A few weeks after the revelation with my friends, I was tuning my guitar on my bed with Evie on the floor, sprawled out on the carpet, flipping through my songbook at all the new lyrics I had written.

"These are amazing!" Evie gushed, kicking her legs back and forth as she read my words.

My cheeks turned a light shade of pink, "thanks, it all just...came out of me at once, like a tidal wave." I chuckle, smiling into my guitar as I spoke.

Since coming back from New York, I had so much on my mind and I found it really hard to sleep, so one night, I just got up, grabbed the notebook I hadn't written in for months, found a pen in my bag and just started writing. It all suddenly came spilling out of me once again, just like it used to do when I'd be writing with Ethan and Evie and Isla.

The remaining blank pages of my notebook quickly became filled and I had to go into town to stock up on more. I now had a nice little collection of notebooks, all filled to overflowing with song lyrics, stories, diary entries and doodles that I didn't realise I was holding inside me until recently and it felt so good to let it all out at last.

"I just really wish you'd play me one sometime." Evie says quietly, flipping back a few pages to a page she highlighted a few minutes ago.

Sighing sadly, I push my guitar to the side and sprawl out on the bed, to which Duchess takes this as an invitation to jump up onto the bed and roll all over me, looking for attention and belly rubs.