Hey Guys! It's me of course :P I'm almost possitive this is the last chapter so I hope you like it! I may do a sequel it just depends on how much you guys want one. This one is EXTRA long. Like 2,000 and some words. Crazy right? Well I hope you guys like it, I know there isn't much of Wenlivia in this one but I think it was good to end with. Tell me what you think :)
Love, Sabrina xx
Chapter 5
Greatful
Before The Band
Olivia and Wen both got detention that day for very different reasons but, as always the world had found a way to bring the two together.
Olivia was skipping her class to sit in the janitors closet so she could read a book peacefully away from all the chaos. She mumbled to herself about the book then took a bite of her apple. Doing so she knocked over one of the brooms and this caused a domino effect. Trying to catch all of them the door opened as Principal Brenigan holding out a detention slip. Turns out he was conveniently passing through the halls as she dropped the brooms. So much for that idea.
Wen was in a hurry to get to class because he was running late. His Dad had made him wait so they could drop off Sydney at her college. He finally made it to his first class and walked in while a girl was reading her report. After her it was his turn. "Wendell. Your up." His teacher called him up. He reached into his bag to get his red folder and opened it. Inside there where photography photos of Sydney. This wasn't his folder her had remembered his Dad giving Sydney a very similar folder so they musthave given up. "This can't be happening." Wen mumbled as he sat down. At that exact moment the door opened and as he looked he saw Sydney standing in the door way.
"Wen, I have your folder." She whispered over to him as annoying class mates whistled at Sydney and his teacher straightened his tie. "You must be Wendell's mother." His teacher said towards Sydney. "She's not my Mom! Okay, Are you kidding me? Look at her!Are you stupid?" He asked his teacher amediatly wishing he hadn't. Yeah, you geussed it.
This remark got Wen detention.
Later that day there was a school asembly. Everyone had to be there. Olivia was one of the first students to be there so she sat in the middle off to the side and began to write in her Journal. Soon everyone began to pack into the gymnasium. There weren't many seats when Wen walked in but as soon as his eyes skimmed over a seat right in front of Olivia he ammediatly made his way over.
He wasn't planning on speaking to her but at lest he could sit next to her. After all they hadn't really spoken since she kissed his cheek. Even the memory brought a smile to his lips. As he reached the seat she looked up, smiled, and quickly looked back down. Her heart began to beat so fast. As Principal Brenigan began talking Olivia kept writing and Wen began to chew on his jacket string. All the sudden during Principal Brenigans long, boring speech everyone hears "My Shirt, My Desicions!" From the back of the bleachers.
"Don't let your school take away your rights!" Olivia and when both look back to a girl a few pews behind them. "Okay? Be heard! Use your voice!" The whole Gym began to clap including Wen and Olivia. Olivia looked over to Wen that back at the new girl. Soon everyone was left out of the assembly and school.
Olivia and Wen both made there way to Detention. Olivia had to stop at her locker so Wen had a head start. As he reached the door he stood for a second to look at it then his eyes glanced over to as machine that read Mel's. He grabbed a quarter from his pocket and put it into the machine. He took a drink and squinted his eyes becuase of the sourness then walked in. One girl was already there. The new girl from assembly.
Soon Olivia came down the hall and put a quarter in just like him and took a sip. She had always loved Lemonade. She walked in and seemed to be the last one who needed to be there. As soon as she stepped inside she noticed Wen who was sitting closest to the door. Her eyes widened but then she just walked to the only empty seat which was on the other side of the room.
When Olivia had walked in Wen did a double take. Why would she have Detention? She was so smart, what could she do wrong? How did she get in trouble/ So many questions were going through his mind. As she walked across the room she sat and pulled out her journal. As always. Wen had always liked that journal, it was the main reason why they had become friends so long ago.
"The rules in here are simple. No eating. No drinking. No sleeping. No talking. No tapping. No texting. You break a rule, I add another day of detention. Are we clear?" Mrs. Reznick the music teacher asked. "Great." Wen was trying as hard as he could to not look at Olivia. She glanced towards everyone in the room then back to her book. "Alright. I have decided. Rather then let you twittle your little thums for the next hour we are going to put those thumbs to use! We're going to clean up around here! We're going to unpack! We're going to turn this storage room into a music room! I mean we might as well make the best of it right? We've been banished to the basement. Did you hear that? You know what if they spent a fraction of what that new gymnasium costed to keep this music program alive they-"
A flushing sound was heard up above. "That is it! That is it! I am going to go give Brenigan a peice of my mind! And while I do I want you guys to start cleaning up around or something around here!" Mrs. Reznick ran out of the room slamming the door behind her. "She can't make us clean." As Stella said this Wen watched as Olivia cutely tripped over her chair but stood up and looked back at it. "It's cruel and unusual punishment." Stella continued.
"Welcome to high school." Charlie the boy with the drumsticks in his hand. "This school stinks." Stella announced. Mo said "Can you guys just do what Mrs. Reznick asked and keep quiet okay? I'm not getting another detention because of you people." Olivia smirked as she widened her eyes thinking 'Someone's pushy'.
Soon everyone except Charlie were cleaning. Charlie began tapping his fingers making a beat of some sorrt. Wen began to trough his keys between his hands, Mo (The pushy indian girl) began to spray water out of a spray bottle, and Stella began to clap. Olivia looked around. This was weird, it's like they were about to burst into song. Weird.
Mo picked up the bass and began to play it. Then Charlie the drums, Wen the piano, and Stella the guitar. Olivia tried hard not to start singing her song Turn Up The Music but the music fit soooo well.
"Na na na na na na. Na na na na." Olivia heard herself sing.
"Take a look around
Who would have thought we'd all be here?
So let's mess around
Cuz the future is unclear"
As Olivia sung Wen's eyes were wide. He had never heard her sing and didn't know she sung in the first place. Her voice was amazing and she's only sung a few words. She sounded like an angel to Wen. As Olivia walked by his eyes were glued to her. She bumped into guitar cases behind the two of them and they laughed.
"We got nothin' better to do
We're just tryin' to get through
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Let the music groove you
Let the melody move you
Feel the beat and just let go
Get the rhythm into your soul
Let the music take you
Anywhere it wants to
When we're stuck and can't get free,
No matter what, we'll still be singing
Come on, come on, turn up the music
It's all, we got, we're gonna use it
Come on, come on, turn up the music
Yeah"
Olivia ran around the room putting costumes on them all. She pointed to Wen to put on a cowboy hat and he did. She laughed and continued singing.
"All we have is now
Let's make the most of this
Come on break it out
So everyone can hear it
They don't have to understand
But we'll make 'em if we can
Do you hear me?
Are you with me?
Let the music groove you
Let the melody move you
Feel the beat and just let go
Get the rhythm into your soul
Let the music take you
Anywhere it wants to
When we're stuck and can't get free,
No matter what, we'll still be singing"
Olivia began dancing with a fake skeleton until it's arm broke off and it fell to the ground. "Ahhh!" Everyone laughed as she looked around. By now everyone was singing along. Olivia jumped onto a table as they all sang
"Come on, come on, turn up the music
It's all, we got, we're gonna use it
Come on, come on, turn up the music
Yeah"
Mrs. Reznick ran into the room as they finished. "Shh! Shh! Let me think. You! You!" She pointed to Olivia as she walked back to her seat thinking she was in trouble. "You have an amazing voice! Ahh!" Olivia who was expecting a punishment was surprised.
"Your a band! This is a gift!" Stella looked at her setting down the guitar. "We're not a band." She said. "We don't even know eachother." Wen smirked as he went back to his seat. He and Olivia knew eachother. "You were meant to play together! It's detiny! Come on you don't have a moment like that and just ignore it! People- They, they need to hear you! Shoot, that'll show Brenigan." Mrs. Reznick said as her eyes widened. "That'll show Brenigan." As soon as she said this sentence she made a squelling noise making the 5 teenagers jump.
"That's it! Rising star! Rising star!" She walked over so she was in the middle of the room. "Rising what?" Stella asked. "It's Rising Star." Olivia said looking down. "It's a talent competition. Winner gets a record deal." Mo finished for her. Charlie then said "And some serious real time." Wen began singing the song and Charlie joined in. Olivia would have smiled if she didn't feel so sick of the idea of going on stage to Rising Star.
"Just think you guys! You can show everyone around here that sports isn't the only thing that matters! So what do you think? You in?" Mrs. Reznick asked walking up to Stella. "Pass." Stella scrunched up her nose as she said said it. "What?" "It's rediculous!" Charlie and Mo also said no which Wen and Olivia blocked out. "Okay then what about you Olivia?"
"I don't sing." Wen knew exactly what she meant. In first grade she threw up down some kid's back during their first grade recital. He thought it was adorable, even back then. "Uh, we just heard you sing." "Well, yeah but that wasn't real. Like on a stage I can't do that." "Come on! Sure you can!" "No, no. Trust me it wouldn't be pretty. The last time I preformed on stage was my first grade recital. And five minutes into Baa Baa Black Sheep I threw up down Michey Nicholes back!" Wen caught him self about to blurt out about how 'adorable' he thought it was but instead said "Oh yeah. I remember that. That was hilarious."
"No, it was humiliating." She double taked at him and then said "Sorry, I can't." Wen noticed how it looked as if she was about to cry. Gosh he did it again. Said something stupid that made her almost cry. "Well, uh, I guess that counts me out right? Can't really enter a competition with one man in a band. You know, unless your thinking of a solo career. Which I'd happily consider." The three others said something about Mudslide Crush a band with the lead singer Ray Beech. The one who seemed to be out to get Wen and Olivia since 1st Grade.
"You said it yourself. You deserve to be heard." Stella looked over to Mo, Wen looked over to Olivia, Mo looked up to the ceiling, Charlie looked at Mo, and Olivia looked down to her Journal. Soon after everyone left. As they all stepped out of the Elevator Wen followed after Olivia.
Once down the hall towards the door Wen walked up beside her and said "Your good at singing." She jumped not knowing he was there and nodded. "T-thanks." He nodded "No problem." As they got outside they parted ways. To each of their houses.
The next days each of them got a text that said: Fluke or Destiny? We need to Talk. -Stella.
As Olivia grabbed her phone from her bag she flipped open her black flip phone open. As she read the text Wen came up behind her putting his phone next to hers. He was extremely close to her so they were almost touching with his arm on the locker and the other around her.
"Think It's about the band?" He asked cooly. Olivia gasped as she realized he was right next to her and so so close to her. "Hiii." She said quietly. She slammed her face into her locker as she began to walk away still suprised. She looked back before walking away. He watched as she walked away. He slammed his hand into the top of her locker looking to the side. 'Great you scared her off, Wen.' He thought to himself.
Later that day they had all been invited to Dante's Pizza place by Stella. "We already talked about this. It's not going to happen." Mom said as the pizza was delivered to their table. "Sure it is." As they all grabbed a peice of pizza the pizza Stella continued "I signed us up for Rising Star this morning." "We are not experienced enough." Charlie said back. "Which is why I also signed us up for the Halloween Bash." Stella smirked. "How'd you pull that off?" Wen asked amazed. Olivia tuned out alot of the others until she asked "Okay, so what are we going to play?" She asked trying to find a reason not to go on stage. "You can write our songs." None other then Wen suggested to her. "Me?" Olivia could not believe he thought she could write their songs. Her? "Me?" "Yeah that one you did the other day was pretty amazing." He looked her in the eye. "That was nothing. I- I think I'm going to be sick."
Olivia looked down at her plate when Stella said "I don't know about you guys but I don't want to be some random face in the year book or a kid people vaguelly remember passing in the halls. I want to be heard!" Soon after Mo agreed to do it. So did Wen. Olivia was sipping the last drips of her lemonade out of the cup. "Come on. Say you'll ." Wen begged Olivia. If she wasn't in the band he might want to quit. "It'll be fun! Pretty pretty please! Sugar on top!" She shook her head and with one final look at Wen she gave in. "Fine. Okay, okay, I'll do it." "Heads we do it, Tails we don't." Charlie said pulling out a quarter. And it landed on no other than heads.
This was the moment Wen and Olivia knew they'd be seeing alot more of eachother than every few years. They could become friends. They might even become more. They could only hope. This was the moment they knew that the band was meant to be.
This was the moment they were greatful they met Before the Band.