Scott slowly exhaled into the frigid air. It was early morning and he'd come out to be alone. He treasured these moments. Being a rockstar was awesome and all, but sometimes the pressure was too much. He glanced around. New York was just waking up. Their concert was in a few hours.
Most people thought Scott loved the attention. He did, but there was only so much he could take. That's why he loved coming out here.
That, and he wouldn't have to see Mo and Charlie. Even after 5 years, it was still a painful subject. He loved Lemonade Mouth too much to leave, but he hated seeing Mo and Charlie happy together.
Sometimes, he thought about what would've happened if he'd never met Jules. He blamed her for Mo and his first break-up, but he knew it was really him. He wondered if the pain he ever felt would stop. He hated it.
Stella got him. She understood the pain he was going through. Wen and Olivia did too, but they'd never had their heart broken. He wondered if this was how Mo felt the first time. Only she had Charlie. He hadn't met anybody.
Stella said it was because he wasn't trying to. If he'd actually stop moping, he'd find somebody. He smiled as he thought of the Asian guitarist's advice. Most people thought he and Stell were in a relationship. It just so happened that they were the two single members of the band, and as such, they hung out together when the mushy gushy stuff was going on.
Stella's heart belonged to Ray. She'd accidently told him, but he didn't mind. He knew it was selfish, but he hoped that she'd never get together with Ray. Then it would only be him.
His thoughts flitted back to Mo. He did miss her. He missed what they had. He wondered when they'd lost, or if they'd ever had it. She did care about him, just not like before. He'd realized that when he saw Mo and Charlie sitting together. They acted like he and Mo used to act.
He realized then that she was going to be unhappy if they stayed together. He stayed up that night, thinking over the phrase, If you love someone enough, then let them go. He broke up with her the next day. She and Charlie didn't date for a month, out of respect for his feelings.
Then they'd gotten together. And they were happy. After Charlie and Mo got together, he was the band's heartthrob. The one the girls loved. He did like it, but none of them would be Mo. Their eyes didn't sparkle the way Mo's did. And none of them could recite the Prime Ministers of Britain in correct order.
He heard the crunching of snow. He looked up and saw Olivia. She smiled at him before sitting down. "It's such a mad rush." She said after a moment. "It feels like yesterday that Brenigan gave me detention for reading in the janitor's closet."
"I know. It feels like yesterday that…" Scott broke off.
Olivia nodded. "I'm never going to feel that bad. But, it's been 5 years, Scott. It's time to leave her behind."
"I know."
Olivia stood up and stuck out her hand. "Come on. We have to rehearse. Stella's going to be on all of our cases if we don't show up."
Scott nodded and took her hand, standing up. He let go extremely quickly, just in case there were paparazzi around. One could never be too careful.