Olivia POV:

I took the stairs to at a time, racing towards my room. My best friends were pounding after me and trying to catch up. Gram yelled something about us being louder than a stampeding rhinoceros. Oops.

"Ha!" Stella screamed in triumph. She tripped me just as I reached the top of the stairs, and I went tumbling backwards.

Wen, who was in third place, reached out and caught me right before I hit my head on a step. All the others dashed past without so much of a glance, but Wen and I stayed frozen, just staring at each other. I tried to talk, but it came out as a hoarse whisper. "Th-thanks."

"I- uh- you're welcome." Wen gave me a nervous grin, and then we both stood up and walked up the stairs in an awkward silence.

Once we reached my room, where the others were sitting, they looked up and grinned at us.

"I don't even want to know what just happened. The only thing I know is that you two just lost the race." Stella smirked. Oh yeah, the race. I forgot about that. I hoped Stella hadn't guessed my feelings for Wen. Even if he did return the feelings, it would still be way too embarrassing to handle.

We sat and talked for a while all of us equally hyped up about the concert. We were currently listening to yet another one of Stella's recaps, this one where she was sure the cute guy in row seven seat B had winked at her and waved.

"How 'bout you, Liv?" Stella asked. All the heads turned to face me, Wen's whipping around faster than the others. "See any hot guys?" Stella was always like this after concerts. I guess her inner girl finally shined through with all the excitement.

I blushed and bit my lip. "Well, there was one guy. That strawberry blonde with the freckles and the brown eyes in the first row was pretty cute." Wen's face turned red. I wonder if he realized I was talking about him.

"No, we were talking about in the crowd, not behind the piano!" Stella grinned mischievously. Well I guess he knows NOW! Darn Stella!

WE sat and chatted for a little while, but then everyone had to leave. Wen's dad was making him go to a baseball game, and everyone else was just randomly leaving. Oh well. That just gives me more time to stare at my picture of Wen- which I most certainly do not sleep with under my pillow.

Stella POV-

O-M-G. I finally figured it out! As we were leaving Olivia's house, I yanked the others to the side (besides Wen, who continued on with a funny little look on his face.). "Guys! I know why Wen and Olivia have been acting so awkward lately!"

We had noticed it before and been stewing over it for quite a while. "They are so totally in love with each other! Wen always sneaks looks at her while no one's looking, and before each concert Olivia always looks at Wen. It's like he pre-concert ritual! And besides that I can't count how many other clues there were. How could we be so clueless?"

Everyone stared at me with blank expressions as what I had said started to catch on. Mo spoke first. "We have to get them together. How amazing would that be? We need a plan."

Charlie spoke before I could reply. "But then all the songs will be mushy gushy love songs." He made a face.

"OK, I already have a plan. It's ingenious! Prepare to be amazed!" We huddled up on Olivia's porch as I told them the plan.

K, hi! I'm SilverMoon276... Duh. this is my first fanfic, so bear with me. Still trying to figure out how to publish... I hate getting hit by softballs. Reviews are appreciated! Longer Chapters to come!