Stella
Today was a great day. Another concert which our families – now that they have the chance – would watch. And after the concert we would continue our tour and our families would go home without us. But right now it was one of those moments were all the parents were gone. They all decided to go sightseeing and then eat lunch in some restaurant. Scott had the honorable task of showing all of them around. They let the rest of us stay in the hotel to prepare for the concert and to calm down the nerves. We all now Olivia still gets very nervous when we've got concerts or meet and greets but it got better over the times and Wen is helping her too. Now that I think of them, I wonder how they are this morning and if something happened last night or if Olivia is still in the bathroom crying her eyes out.
Charlie, Mo and I were eating our breakfast while we were arguing about if we should go and check or if we just wait for them to get out. "But it could take hours. Do we really want to wait that long?" I asked both of them. They knew how impatient I am. And I know I am. So my point was clear. "I don't want to wait either but what if we disturb them?" I looked at Mo. "And?" She sighed. "Maybe they make decisions whether they start something or not?" Charlie tried to focus on our conversation but the pancake in front of him seemed to catch his attention more and more. "So what? We just hurry it up a bit." "By disturbing them? How does that work?" Mo said and raised her eyebrows. By the time I wanted to answer we heard a door and turned around. "Good morning." A sleepy Olivia said and rubbed her eyes. She sat down next to Charlie who was now attacking his pancake and drowned it in syrup. "Morning." Mo greeted her and I gave her a grinning look. Olivia seemed to be still tired and yawned a lot. "Why so tired?" I asked and crossed my arms in front of me while I kept a big grin on my face. "Long night." She only said. I was about to open my mouth to ask why but Mo interrupted me. "Breakfast is in the kitchen." I shot a glare at Mo as Olivia stood up and went in the kitchen. Right then we heard a door again and Wen walked up to us yawning. "Did you also had a long night?" I asked curious. "Kind of." He said smiling. "Have you left me something to eat?" Wen asked as he spotted Charlie and his pancake war. I think Mo has to teach him some manners. "Kitchen." Both of us said at the same time while we pointed to the door of the kitchen. We laughed and Wen just rolled his eyes at us while he left. "This could be interesting." Mo said softly with an evil grin on her face. Oh. That means she has a brilliant idea. Well, a lot of her ideas were brilliant. "Come on but be quiet." She said as she stood up and walked up to the door on her tiptoes. Charlie looked at us as if we were crazy but shrugged it off and took another pancake.
Olivia
I felt his arms wrapping around my waist from behind and his voice speaking softly into my ear. "Isn't it a beautiful morning?" I turned around so I faced him. His arms never left my waist. I was smiling from ear to ear as I remembered yesterday night. My response was a slight nod as both of us leaned in. We shared a soft kiss which was short but very sweet. "So... you two are finally a couple?" Someone suddenly asked. We turned around and saw Mo and Stella standing in the door. "You have watched, haven't you?" I asked grinning a bit. "Well, technically, yes. But you haven't answered our question." Stella reminded us while both of them crossed their arms waiting for an answer. I looked up to Wen who was smiling down at me. "You two are crazy." Wen said laughing weakly as he turned around with me and we collected some things for our breakfast. They kept on asking and asking until we finally sat down at the table and Charlie gave us a questioning look. "What's going on?" He asked curious. "Oh, well. They" Stella pointed at us. "won't answer our question." "What question?" "If they are a couple now." Stella answered and looked at us hoping we would already give the answer. "We caught them kissing." Mo quickly added and my cheeks turned into a soft pink. "So what exactly are you?" Charlie asked. "Yeah. Just tell us already." Stella said, more like begging. "Ok. Listen." Wen caught the attention of all of us after he had finished eating his cornflakes. I think the little 'Are they, aren't they?' game was quiet amusing and I think Wen agrees because he continued to play it with a clever move. "We are what we are. You have your answer are you happy now?" He said grinning and I held back laughters. Do you think this is funny?" Mo asked me smiling. "Yes, because it is funny."
Wen
I think it was impossible for the day to get better, only worse. And let's just say it got A LOT worse. Worse and worse and worse and worse... I don't know how much I can repeat it but it was really worse. How that happened? Well, it all started at the rehearsal for the concert.
"Charlie! Could you please focus?" Stella shouted.
"I am focused!" He yelled back at her.
"Then why don't you play what you are supposed to play?" Stella was at the end of her patience which was non-existent in her case but today she somehow managed it to withstand for at least twenty minutes.
"Guys. Calm down. We just play it from the top." Olivia suggested trying to prevent a big fight. She and Mo were a bit annoyed by them. Actually, it wasn't that bad after all. Charlie was just missing a beat. That can happen, right?
"Yeah. Olivia is right. Let's just try it again." I agreed. And I did not agree because she is my girlfriend. I agreed because she was right. Practice makes better. No, not perfect but better. To be perfect there has to be passion. We have passion but passion was making a break right now.
"She is your girlfriend so you don't count." Stella said.
"Why do I not count?" I asked.
"Oh, Wennie-boy." Stella walked up to me and laid a hand on my shoulder. "Listen carefully. You will need it in the future." She began to talk like a teacher while her hand was moving around in weird turns. "She" Stella stopped and pointed at Olivia who was standing at the front of the stage with her arms crossed and a grin on her face waiting for Stella's big speech just like the others. "She is your girlfriend. I know you haven't cleared that up in the morning but I or I better say we assume that she is your girlfriend so you have to agree with her. Otherwise you will be in trouble. Big trouble, Gifford." I held back a laughter as she used my last name. She was still talking like a teacher, well maybe more like a professor who was giving his students a little lesson about life. "But as we both know Olivia she is not going to tell you." I looked over to Olivia who was also holding back laughters and as I looked around I noticed that the others were too. I gave her a big grin and turned back to Stella. "She will be mad at you. Believe me she will. But she won't say anything because she is a polite person and a shy person. So she won't do it." Stella shook her head a few times and laid her arm around my shoulder. She had to stand on her tiptoes since I was taller than her. "I'm sure you don't want her to be mad. You don't, right?" She asked raising her voice. "No. I don't." I answered still grinning at the whole situation. "That's why you always have to agree with your girlfriend. Whether you agree with her opinion or not. You just have to." She patted my back like a dude would do it and went back to her spot on the stage. I shook my head laughing. "I still agree." I said loudly so Stella could hear me. "I know, loverboy." She shouted back at me and we started to play it from the top.
Rehearsal wasn't bad after that. Just a bit screaming from Stella at Charlie. I don't know why but he really wasn't concentrated. Something must be bothering him. He must have something on his mind that keeps his thoughts away from practice.
"Charlie? Is everything alright?" I asked him as we left the stage. He was still somewhere else and almost ran against the door. "Earth to Charlie?" I waved my hand in front of him and he finally came back to reality. "What?" He asked confused. "Is something bothering you?" "Me? No. Everything is fine." I could tell he was lying. "Come on. Tell me." His expression changed and became angrier. "Like I said... Everything is fine." He stormed off.
"What's going on with him?" Olivia asked as she walked up to me and saw me staring at the almost running Charlie. "I don't know. He won't tell me." I took her hand in mine. "I guess we better find out what it is." I stared in the direction in which Charlie had gone again. "Yeah. We better do."
