STELLA'S POV

It was the day before Lemonade Mouth officially started our world tour. Well excluding me of course. The past week has been tough. I mean waking up in a hospital and not being able to feel your legs is pretty scary. Even for me.

I mean, yeah not being able to feel them is a lot better then what I felt now. Every time I so much moved my leg, my back felt like it was on fire. I don't know why but I had full use of my arms and neck. Wen said it was probably because of the position I was in when I hit the stage.

Not that I could even remember. It was all just a blur. A painful blur nonetheless, but still. A couple days ago I was released back to my house, finally. I could use a wheelchair the hospital let me barrow, but in most cases Mo and Olivia did everything for me.

The band had been taking care of me until tonight, when they would be leaving for the tour and not see me for 5 months. Obviously they were wondering what drugs I was given at the hospital that would make me choose Ray, of all people, to take care of me.

I just told them the same thing every time they asked. "It will give us time to make up. Besides, Ray is like the only person who has the time for it." I had said for the third time. Charlie being the clueless human being he is had asked, "What do you mean?" I just rolled my eyes as usual. "All your guys parents have to work, and it's not like Principal Brenigan wouldn't let his 'star' student take care of his 'problem' student. So he wouldn't have to go to school, at least not all the time"

Inwardly I figured he wouldn't be missing much, it was the middle of March, so school finals were over and done with. Either way he's in all my classes. and when I say that I mean all the stupid classes. Being me I wasn't very…academic.

Mo would just shake her head in uncertainty. "I still don't trust him. Especially after everything he's put us through." Whoever said I trusted the guy? It was Ray Beech. I could take care of myself, I would probably just tell the band he was here and shoo him out.

But I couldn't do that, especially after the REAL reason why I choose him to take care of me: The Dream. Before I woke up in the hospital a week ago, I was having the worst nightmare I could have.

I saw us, Lemonade Mouth, performing at one of the concerts from the world tour. The first thing I noticed, was that I was absent. Instead of me rocking out, I saw Scott in my position. I guess my subconscious knew I wasn't fit to perform so it excluded me. Anyway, everything was normal, the crowd cheering, the band being awesome.

Then suddenly, I saw fire. Fire everywhere. The audience screamed and ran for the exits while the band struggled to get out of the building. Everyone was panicking and stampeding as the fire spread farther through the building. After like 5 minutes of chaos and burning, everyone got out. Except my dearest friends. Then I saw his face, smirking it victory. Ray Beech. "Where your lemonheads now Yamada?" he snickered. Then I woke up with Mo and Olivia freaking out at the hospital.

Honestly I was probably being over dramatic about it but it seemed more than just a dream. Almost like a sign. Ray had caused that fire in my dream. I knew it. I also know he would never go that far in keeping us away from success in real life, but still. I couldn't ignore that.

So what do I come up with? I reasoned that if Ray is here stuck taking care of me, he couldn't pull any of his schemes on my band mates while they're on tour. Pretty stupid right? Invite the guy who drives you crazy, with an ego to fit every person in the universe, just because you had a dream that he set a building on fire and killed your best friends. Yup that's basically how my mind works.

Well if you were wondering how I'm not academic, there's your answer.

Back to the present, I was sitting in my bed as I have been the past 2 days. Mo and Olivia refused to let me use the wheelchair, claiming I wasn't strong enough. But of course whenever they left and I was with the guys, I practically dragged myself to it. They didn't stop me.

Scott, Wen, and Charlie were still packing so I was stuck with the girls right now. Mo was downstairs getting me a glass of water because apparently I looked dehydrated.

Olivia just stood in the doorway watching me. I put my hands behind my head. "You know, you two make me feel like a prisoner rather than a friend in need." I admitted. Olivia giggled. "We just don't want you to get hurt again Stells." She walked over and sat at the foot of the bed. I sighed.

"I feel so…broken and disabled." I said looking down at my legs, which were covered by my comforter. Olivia followed my gaze. "Does it still hurt? When you try to move?" She asked gently. I nodded. Mo walked in the room with my water.

"Don't worry Stella, you'll be able to move them in a few weeks. It'll go by fast." She reassured me, handing me the glass of water. I carefully sat up and took the glass from her. "Yeah it may go by fast for you. You'll be having the time of your lives while I'm stuck here." I said ruefully.

"And with Ray." Olivia added. I nodded and took a sip of water. Mo sat by Olivia at the foot of the bed. "You're the one who insisted that we go on tour and that Ray take care of you." She reminded me. I set the glass down on the night stand and sighed. "Give it up Mo, I'm not changing my mind." I told her. Mo looked at me with a pleading look in her eyes. " C'mon Stella! It isn't to late to find someone else!" She persuaded.

Olivia rolled her eyes. "Stella's too stubborn Mo, just forget it." I gasped, "Finally! Olivia joins my side!" I yelled sarcastically. Mo threw a pillow at me and I blocked it with my hands, laughing at her reaction. "I didn't 'join' your side, I just trust your judgment." Olivia explained. Mo gave her the are-you-out-of-your-mind look. Olivia held up her hands. "Don't get me wrong, I don't trust Ray one bit, but I do believe that Stella can handle him." She said.

Mo looked at me and back to Olivia, "Guys like him are devious and can completely fool you," She stated. Then she looked straight at me. "Especially when they get anything and anyone they want." She insisted.

Suddenly I heard the doorbell ring. Mo got up first, "I'll get it." She announced. She walked out of the room. I looked at Olivia. "What do you think she meant by the whole 'get anything or anyone they want' speech?" I asked her. Olivia shrugged. "I think she's just warning you to remember he's the bad guy." She said. I nodded. I heard footsteps walking up the stairs. Mo stood in the doorway.

"Stella, your 'savior' is here." She stepped aside to reveal the one and only Ray Beech.