Chapter 1
Long Live
April 15, 2011
"Lemonade Mouth!"
"Lemonade Mouth!"
"Lemonade Mouth!"
The crowd was going wild. My heart was pounding. Adrenaline was rushing. Lights were flashing.
My band and I had just performed breakthrough.
I stood between my two bestfriends; Stella Yamada and Mo Banjeree. Beside Mo was her boyfriend, Scott Pickett, who had his arm slung over her shoulder. On the other side of Stella was out drummer, Charlie Delgado. On the far right was Wen Gifford. I had the biggest crush on him. No one knew except for me, Olivia White, and a diary I kept secretly in my room. I tried to forget about him, which was often hard to do. Though standing on the stage of Madison Square Garden was an easy distraction.
I would never forget this moment.
I said remember this moment, in the back of my mind
The time we stood with our shaking hands, the crowds in stands went wild.
Seconds later we were being escorted off stage by security and we each headed for out separate dressing rooms. I sat down at my dressing room vanity, placing my hand in my palm and elbow on the table, sighing at my reflection.
Would he ever like a girl like me?
Probably not.
Another figure appeared behind me in the mirror.
"Knock, knock." Said a voice that was all too familiar to me.
I spun around in my chair to find Wen in the doorway. He smiled causing my heart to skip a beat.
Why does he have to have that affect on me?
"Hey," I smiled back, "come in." He nodded and walked in sitting by me on the couch in the room.
It felt awkward, no words were spoken. To my relief, he finally spoke.
"You were amazing tonight, Liv,"
I blushed, noting he used my nickname.
"thanks," I gushed. "You two."
"Thanks," he nodded.
Awkward… again.
Thank goodness Stella came in.
"Guys, limo's here. We gotta get back to the hotel!" She said before running off.
Wen stood up and headed out the door, nodding for me to follow.
We walked out of the building into a sea of fans. Police officers spread out, creating a path for Wen and I. I was blinded by the flashing lights of the paparazzi cameras and lost track of where I was. I was just about to trip on my own feet, but not before I felt someone's hand grab on to mine, leading me to the limo. When I regained my vision, I saw that the hand was Wen's. I bit my lip, holding back a fighting smile. Wen kept a hold of my hand as he helped me into the car. After he got in, he sat beside me and me beside Stella. On the opposite side was Mo between Charlie and Scott. I knew it had to be awkward for her since she knew Charlie liked her and she was currently dating Scott. Luckily Scott had no idea what so ever.
Once arriving back at the hotel, the six of us made our way back up to the floor we were staying on. We all took turns saying our 'good nights' and headed into our separate rooms. Wen and I were the last ones occupying the hallway. I slowly turned to walk inside the hotel room I shared with Mo and Stella.
"Good night, Wen." I said softly, turning the door knob.
"Olivia?" I tilted my head back in his direction.
"Yeah?"
He didn't say anything, he just leaned in and pecked my cheek.
I was speechless. So I just smiled and walked into my room.
No one would have found out about that little thing if I didn't have that stupid grin on my face.
"oooh, someone's happy."
Uh-oh.
"W-what do you mean?" My voice was high.
Shoot.
Mo rolled her eyes. "Oh please, just tell us what happened."
I sighed and grabbed my normal clothes from my suitcase. "Nothing." I told them "Nothing happened."
They didn't have time to argue because I locked myself in the bathroom so I could change.
"We'll get it out of you eventually!" I heard Stella say.
I sighed.
I began to untie my boots but quickly stopped when I hear voices. Familiar voices.
I pressed my ear against the wall, opposite of the door.
The voices belonged to Scott, Charlie, and Wen.
I quickly remembered they were in the room next to ours.
I didn't like to eavesdrop, so I was about to walk away when I heard, who sounded like Charlie, say my name. I continued to listen, curious as to why I was apart of their conversation.
"Admit it!" Scott said.
"Why should I?" Wen questioned.
"Because its true!" Charlie shouted.
"Not its not!" Wen practically screamed.
"So you don't like her?" Scott asked.
"No!" Wen said quickly.
"Fine, look me in the eyes and say you don't have a crush on Olivia."
"I don't like, Olivia!"
I don't like, Olivia.
Those words circled through my head as I was laying awake in my bed that night. I cried softly so Mo and Stella wouldn't hear.
All I could think about was that Wen and I had no hope of being together.
It hurt.
And I actually thought he might like me.
Ever since that day I knew it would be painful to be around him. So I made a decision I would soon regret.
I thought that night was the end.
But it was only Chapter 1.