Here we go! Meet my 2 OCs and you'll figure out how awesome I am through one of them. I hope you have enough sense to know which one of them I'm like. Anyway, I don't own Lemonade Mouth, I Don't Wanna Dance by Hey Monday and Fixed at Zero by Versaemerge. I picked Versaemerge and Hey Monday because Hayley Williams said that Versaemerge is better than Hey Monday. Now, moving on…

Stella's POV

"Sunshine." Charlie tried to wake me up gently.

"What?" I said softly and rubbed my left eye.

"We're leaving in an hour. You should get ready." He said.

I realized he was shirtless. "Why are you shirtless? It's so cold."

"I was just about to put on a fresh shirt before I realized the time." He told me and extended his hand to help me get out of bed.

I was so close to him that I could feel his hot breath warming my freezing body.

"I love you." I muttered absentmindedly.

He smiled and gave me a kiss.

"I'll get ready." I told him with a smile.

I took a hot bath and put on my light blue and white striped shirt, white shorts with suspenders, my white Vans and my light blue beanie. I let my hair go natural again.

We went downstairs and I found Olivia in a pink and white striped hoody, white skirt with a white belt and white ballet flats. Honestly, her outfit made her look really cute.

Mo wore a strapped aquamarine shirt, purple leather jacket, blue jeans and brown ankle boots. If you must know, Scott was drooling.

"Good morning you two." Olivia greeted us.

Scott yawned beside Mo and I could see that Wen's face was about to fall in his oatmeal.

Olivia snapped his fingers in front of Wen's face and his eyes popped open. I laughed my ass off.

"Hello everybody!" Mrs. Brennigan greeted us.

We all said those very soft good mornings.

"Hurry if you wanna take a nap in the tour bus. We need to go to Boston and meet a few people." She said.

"Who?" Mo asked before putting a fork with waffles in her mouth.

"There are 2 girls auditioning to be your opening act for your Boston show. You guys will be the judge on who will be your opening act." She explained.

"Cool! I've always wanted to be a judge." I said before taking a sip of my OJ.

"Then hurry!" Mrs. Brennigan rushed us and we went to the tour bus as she checked us out of the hotel.

I lay on my bed and yawned.

"You tired Stellbell?" Charlie asked me.

"Yup. Hand me a lemonade, it's like coffee to me." I commanded him.

He rolled his eyes and did as he was told.

I thanked him as he handed it to me. I drank it and did the usual pucker face.

I threw away the empty can and lay back in my bed. Then, I fell asleep.

By the time I woke up, we were arriving in Boston in 10 minutes.

I saw that only Charlie was awake.

"Hey." He greeted me.

"Why aren't you asleep?" I asked him.

"I was asleep. Then I woke up so I started watching you sleep. You looked like an angel by the way." Charlie told me.

A light pink blush crept onto my cheeks. "Wow, guardian angel."

"I'll always be your guardian angel." He said.

"Aww…" I heard Mo and Olivia.

"I guess we're not the only ones awake." I said and looked underneath my bunk to see them pretending to be fast asleep.

"I can see right through the both of you." I told them.

"Jig's up Liv." Mo said and they both sat up.

"So those two guys are really asleep?" I said, reffering to Scott and Wen.

Wen snored so loud it filled up the whole bus. Olivia laughed until she fell to the floor.

"I'll take that as a yes." I said with a small nod.

"Mo." Scott said in his sleep.

Mo blushed a deep scarlet and I chuckled.

"We're here." Mrs. Brennigan told us.

Olivia shook Wen and Scott awake.

"OLIVIA!" Wen shouted as he sat up.

Olivia raised her eyebrow at him and Wen looked sheepish.

"What was that about bro?" Scott rubbed his head like he was having a headache.

"Hey, you said my name in your sleep. What were you dreaming about in that head of yours?" Mo asked him.

Scott's eyes widened and he looked away. I had a slightly amused look on my face.

We exited the tour bus and quickly put our stuff in our hotel rooms.

"Hurry everyone. The girls are here." Mrs. Brennigan told us.

When we entered the lobby,Mrs. Brennigan called two very different girls to meet us.

"Hello." A girl in a dress with a light pink top, black sash and fuschia pink skirt wth long black hair in a pink headband that looked about as old as I was greeted us with her high-pitched voice. "I'm Krissy Shay. Nice to meet you."

She shook hands with us. She seemed like a bubbly person. Someone who was a flirt and was on a different bubbly level than Olivia.

"Hey." The other girl was in a aqua blue shirt with a big black belt in the middle, black jeans and black vans and she had shoulder length purple hair. PURPLE. She seemed even more rebellious than I was but much younger. "I'm Nichole Fall. I love your music by the way."

We introduced ourselves to them.

"So will we have the audition now?' Nichole asked Mrs. Brennigan.

She nodded.

"Yay! I've been waiting for this moment for so long." Krissy clapped her hands then put one hand on her waist.

We took 2 separate vans to an empty club called, "Rock Me Outta Here!".

Krissy went first. She got up on the stage.

"So what song will you sing?" Mrs. Brennigan

"I wanna sing I Don't Wanna Dance by Hey Monday." She said and flipped her hair. It sorta annoyed me.

As the beat began to play, she took the mic from the stand.

Oh,oh,oh,oh. Take me ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-ooooh-me,
You, you hit with me a break and now you're back for more.
Your song's the same.
Leave me with all the blame (all the blame).
I don't have time for another game

Krissy was actually a pretty good singer but I didn't hear much passion.

I don't wanna dance so don't you ask me, babe.
I don't wanna dance. You blew your chance to rock my night away.
I want some fun. Boy you're so not the one.
I don't wanna dance so let it go. You'll never take me home.
Take me hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ome, take me hoo-oo-o-oo-ome
.

She walked around the stage holding her skirt. She seemed pretty confident.

Talk to me without a sound 'cause you were such a tool.
Who's sorry now? You, you're shaking on the floor.
Watch me walking out the door

She twirled around, flipped her hair and I spotted her winking at Charlie. I suddenly felt a bit of hated for the girl.

I don't wanna dance so don't you ask me, babe.
I don't wanna dance. You blew your chance to rock my night away.
I want some fun. Boy you're so not the one.
I don't wanna dance so let it go. You'll never take me home.
Take me hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ome, take me hoo-oo-o-oo-ome
.

She sat on the edge of the stage with her elbow on her knee as if she was posing. There was something about her that just made me dislike her. Well, other than the fact that she winked at Charlie.

Don't tell the DJ to hit rewind. Tonight, there's no you and me.
Don't play that record.
Don't waste your time
.
You, you threw it all away.

She stood up again and twirled around the stage. I seriously wanted that mic to not be wireless.

I don't wanna dance so don't you ask me, babe.
I don't wanna dance. You blew your chance to rock my night away.
I want some fun. Boy you're so not the one.
I don't wanna dance so let it go.
You'll never take me home.

Take me hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ome. I dont wanna dance!
Take me ho-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ome, I dont wanna dance!
Take me ho-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ome, I dont wanna dance!
Take me ho-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ome.

Everyone clapped their hands for her. I clapped like I was bored or something.

She sat beside me. "You didn't like my performance Stella?"

"No, I loved it." I lied to her.

"Your turn Nichole." Mrs. Brennigan said.

Nichole got up on stage and the stagelights really brought out that purple in her hair.

"Play me Fixed at Zero by Versaemerge." She said.

She bowed her head low, took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. I could tell she suffered from stage fright like Olivia even if she didn't look like it at first.

This doesn't make much sense.
Think far out but I'm still locked up.
I'm still lost, walk in circles.
The floor swallowed me up.
Oh, there's no where to go.

Nichole had an extremely beautiful voice. Her voice was an alto and it have no words to describe the beauty in her voice.

There's a vulture on my shoulder and he's telling me to give in.
Always hissing right in my ear like it's coming from my own head.
It's got me fixed up, trying not to give up.
Tell me there's a way to get out of here.
Fixed at zero.

She got the mic from the stand and began walking around the stage. I realized that she was actually very pretty for someone who was younger.

I've learned to talk with my fingers.
The only voice that wakes my ears.
Oh make my bones do something.
Ever wanna jump out your skin.
Anticipating till the sidewalk ends.
There's no where to go.

She began to headbang to the beat. She seemed like a hardcore rocker.

There's a vulture on my shoulder and he's telling me to give in.
Always hissing right in my ear like it's coming from my own head.
It's got me fixed up, trying not to give up.
Tell me there's a way to get out of here.
Fixed at zero.

You could tell how passionate she was. Simply the way she sang and moved about the stage as if no one was there proved that all that just came to her naturally. She wasn't like Krissy. She didn't care what she was doing as she sang.

There's a vulture on my shoulder and he's telling me to give in.
Always hissing right in my ear like it's coming from my own head.
It's got me fixed up, trying not to give up.
Tell me there's a way to get out of here.
Fixed at zero. Fixed at zero! I'm fixed at zero!

She jumped off the stage for an effect and everyone applauded. Well, except Krissy.

She beamed and put the mic back in the stand.

"Was I good?" She asked us.

"More like better than best." I answered her and she beamed.

We went back to the hotel and I was about to go out of my room for dinner when I heard Krissy and Nichole's voices in the hall. I decided to 'overhear' their conversation.

"Why would they pick a goth chick like you?" Krissy said.

"I may be goth Krissy but that doesn't mean I wanna fight you." Nichole tried to walk away but Krissy pulled her back in.

"You're not running away. I bet they were just being nice to you because all I heard from your lips was a sick seal." She insulted her.

I scoffed. Fortuantely, they didn't hear me. Nichole worse than Krissy? As if.

"I'm not perfect, I know that." Nichole said.

"No way will they pick you." I really wanted to punch Krissy in the gut.

"You know what, there's no use in trying to insult me because we both know that you're only insulting me because you know you were worse than I was." GO NICHOLE! FIGHT FOR THIS!

Krissy turned on her heel and walked away.

I heard the door beside my room slam. I needed to talk to Nichole before she did something drastic. FAST.

Okay, so obviously I'm much like Nichole (I named her Nichole because Hayley Williams name is Hayley Nichole Williams). People say I have a great voice (I DON'T BELIEVE THEM EVEN IF A PROFESSIONAL SINGER SAID IT. MY FACE WAS ALL WHAT THE HELL WHEN THEY SAID IT) and adults say that when I grow older, I'm gonna be way beautiful (I DON'T BELIEVE THAT EITHER) but I'm sensitive, like to dye my hair, goth and tough on the outside like Nichole. I know someone like Krissy which is just torture. Anyway, will now write chapter 10. Hope you guys will like it.