-This story is not really in an 'alternate universe' b/c everything is the same EXCEPT for the fact i am making Olivia and Ray secret twins. Neither the band nor Ray's friends know. This takes place I guess after the movie..Thanks for reading :) -
Stella let out a low grumble as she flipped through tv channels. "There is nothing good on," She mumbled to herself.
"Good," Her mother replied, "Turn on the news for me, please," Stella rolled her eyes, hanging her head back in the process and let out another deep groan.
"...Breaking news," The properly dressed newslady announced. She had on way too much make up and her blonde hair was plastered to her face. "There has been a shooting in downtown. The new ice cream shop, Scoops R Us, was the prime location for this attack. Nobody was killed, few were shot and are hospitalized and expected to make a full recovery quickly."
Stella gasped. Wen and Olivia were meeting at the ice cream shop to write some more songs. She laid a hand over my mouth and reached for her phone. She fired out a quick text to the bandmates, asking if they were okay.
Three immediate responses. Scott. Mo. Charlie. Olivia always had her phone on her and was always first to respond. Stella started pacing, oblivious to her mother's confusion.
"Stella, is everything alright?"
"Mom, I have to go. I'll be back sometime. Bye." Stella raced out the door before her mother could respond or protest. She headed towards Olivia's house.
By time she got there, she was a wheezing mess. She and gym were not the best of friends. She collected herself, caught her breath, and politely knocked on the door. Olivia's gram answered with a grim smile. "Hello dear, I suppose you heard...?" She let her voice trail off as Stella nodded.
As Stella walked inside, Mo was already sitting at the table with a worried expression on her face. "Charlie and Scott are checking on Wen," She explained, as if Stella had asked where the guys are. Stella noted how Mo's voice cracked ever so slightly. What had happened to her bandmates?!
"They're fine sweetie," Olivia's Gram said. Stella looked confused for a moment before realizing that she had voiced her question out loud. "Well relatively okay," Gram corrected herself. Stella whipped around.
"Relatively?!"
"Stell, calm down," Mo commanded, and gently guided Stella into another chair at the kitchen table.
"I'm sorry, Liv's Gram," Stella said, slowly taking deep breaths to settle down. "I'm just nervous and stressed and I just can't help myself because-"
"STELLA!" Mo screamed, snapping Stella out of her rant. "Wen and Olivia are just a little shooken up. Olivia was beaten a little, and Wen came out unscathed. Well physically. Emotionally, they're wrecks. Olivia won't talk and Wen is just in a panic mode. They are at the hospital getting one last check up. At least...that's what they told Liv's Gram,"
Stella breathed a sigh of relief. She had nothing to worry about. Everyone was fine, just a little shaken up.
Stella would soon realize just how very wrong she was.
-A/N: Sorry for this awful cheesy gawdawful cliffy, but i didn't know what else should happen. Let me know what you think please!-