Master Plan part 2

Wen POV-

Stella had called an emergency, and it seemed like only Liv and I didn't know anything. She does look really cute when she's confused… NO! Bad Wen. You and Olivia are just friends. That's it! This is hard.

We reached Stella's house at the same time, and Olivia gave me a quick smile, making my heart flutter. Wow, that did NOT sound very manly…. Oh well.

"Hey guys!" Stella bounced out of the house, grabbed our hands, and yanked us inside.

"Do you know what this is about?" Olivia whispered in my ear.

"Not a clue!" I muttered back.

"Hey, stop whispering back there! I can HEAR you know!" Stella called. She yanked us up the stairs and into her black and red room. Olivia yelped as her hair got caught on one of the safety pins on Stella's Question Authority T-shirt, which she was wearing for the third time in one week. She insists it's her lucky shirt.

We walked into the room and sat down on the black leather couch she kept pushed up against the wall. "So what's this all about?" I asked.

Stella smiled her devil smirk, which all of us had learned to fear. "Weeeelllll….. We're taking a vacation to Florida my mom already made the reservations and talked to your parents- well to your gram, Liv- and they already packed your bags we leave at noon." She took a deep, gasping breath and smiled. How did she say that so fast? It was kind of like rapping without rhymes, rhythm, and music.

We left the house to get our bags, talking about all the stuff we would do in Florida. "Wow, I can't wait to go to the beach!" Olivia grinned delightedly.

And I can't wait to see you in a bathing suit. I scolded myself. That was totally not what just a friend would say!

Unknown to us, Stella was watching from the window with her devil smirk plastered on her face. She turned back to her friends, who popped up from behind a variety of objects.

"All right guys! Plan Get-Wen-and-Olivia-Together is a go! Now for the fun part!"

Olivia POV-

We ran towards the gate in a flurry of panic. Our suitcases and duffel bags were swinging around as we tried to make our plane. We were on time at first, but then someone (*cough* Charlie *cough*) just had to stop and get one of those BB-Q sandwiches!

We ran, barely making it through the gate and into the airplane. "Oh look at that! We only have four seats together in the front and the other two are in the back. Bye Olivia, later Wen!" And with that Stella and the rest of the gang sat down in the four empty seats. Wen and I looked at each other, and then headed for the back of the plane.

Wen's POV-

We reached our seats and sat down. One of the stewardesses gave we a flirty smile and a wink. She was cute and blonde, like Olivia. Too bad I wasn't interested…

I noticed Olivia clutching the armrest. Her breath was coming in short gasps and her face was ashy and gray. "Hey Liv, you OK?" I asked.

"Wh-what? Oh, yeah, I'm terrific. I just have a- a small fear of airplanes. No biggy."

I reached out and took her hand. She blushed and gave me a questioning look. I smiled.

"Squeeze. It helps get out the pressure."

She nodded slowly and gave me a hesitant smile. Then, taking a deep breath, she squeezed my hand so tight I was afraid I might pop a blood vessel.

We managed to make it through the flight, but barely. We were both relieved when we touched down, and even happier when we got to the hotel.

"Hi, I'm Stella Yamada. We have reservations." Stella spoke to the manager at the front desk.

"Ok, let's see…" The manager smiled and walked out. "Ms. Banjeree and Ms. Yamada, you will be sharing a room on the fourth floor. Mr. Pickett and Mr. Delgado will be sharing the room next too it. Aaannnd," She gave Olivia and I a special smile. "The lucky honeymooners! You will be sharing our elaborate honeymoon suite. I hope you find the rooms to your liking!"

"WHAT?" We yelled simultaneously. "Ummmm… Oops." Stella grinned nervously.

Hey guys! Thanks so much to my first reviewers! And sis, sorry again for the black eye! Sorry for the longish wait, but I've had tons of schoolwork! A little about myself... I'm an evacuee from Japan, and I am now living with my grandparents in somewhere called Nunya Bizness. I love going fast and heights and murder novels. I love Lemonade Mouth. And I have a twin, which I recently gave a big black eye on accident.