Olivia's POV-

Dear Ted,

I haven't even gotten your response letter to my last letter yet, but I'm very angry right now and writing to you makes me feel better, so just enjoy my rant.

Yesterday I got in a fight with Wen, even worse than the other fight I told you about. And in my fit of rage I kind of admitted I liked him. Then I called him an idiot. And oblivious, so everything I put in my last letter, I practically read it off the paper to him. So today, my voice is half gone, and I've been getting nonstop texts from Wen. So instead of just turning my phone off like a normal person would, I 'accidentally' put it in my pocket and washed my jeans. Yeah I know, but I saved the SIM card just in case though, see I'm smart like that, now I just need a new phone. Well, I think my rant is over, plus someone's knocking on the door so I have to go, write back soon.

Your Voiceless Teenager,

Olivia

After I signed my name on the paper I opened the door for the voracious knocker. As I thought, it was Wen.

"Hi." He said softly. I pointed to my mouth swiped my finger. "You can't speak?" Oh yeah, now he understands what's going on. But I went on and let him in. He sat on the bed but I just stood up in front of him. For a while we just stood there in silence, but then I shrugged my shoulders at him.

"Well, I just wanted to apologize for yesterday."

I went on and let my strained voice speak. "No thank you."

"Listen Olivia, I was being stupid and I'm so sorry." Yeah tell me something I don't know. Right now, it's pretty tough for me to have any type of sympathy or feelings for him, because if it wasn't for him, my voice would be fine right now.

"So what?" That was all I could come up with.

"I just hoped that you could forgive me."

"Sure I can."

"Ok, so what?"

"You can leave now." He looked disappointed and got up from the bed and left the room and tried to slam the door but Stella pushed it back open.

"Hey, can you come with me to meet with the guys from the tournament?"

I tried to hide my voice so Stella wouldn't ask any questions but it didn't work out very well. "Sure."

"Whoa! What happened to your voice! You sound worse than you did at Rising Star."

"Can we just go?"

"Yeah, and on the way there you can tell me what happened." Exactly what I was trying to avoid.

Two hours later-

"Well, Lime Cart has the lead." I said, but Stella didn't look like she cared.

"Olivia, stay focused. You need to go and talk to Wen as soon as we get back-"

"There is nothing to talk about Stella."

"Yes there is."

"Listen, Stella," I stopped and stepped in front of her. "I'm not going to go into this routine with you this time. I don't want to talk about this, if you can't respect that, I'm thinking I should just go."

We had a long pause. "You know I can't respect that."

I shrugged her off and started walking off. "I'm trying to help you!" I heard Stella shout into the wind, but I just ignored her and kept walking.

As soon as I got to the hotel Wen walked right past me and said nothing. But I had to shove it off, at least until I got to the room and can be in my own privacy.

As soon as the door shut I felt tears falling down my eyes. I could not take this pressure anymore. One more time something happens-

"Breaking news, footage of a Lemonade argument. We have footage of lead singer of the new band, Lemonade Mouth and their lead singer, Olivia White shouting at keyboardist Wen Gifford. Where does this leave the troubled band?"

I'm. Out.

Stella POV-

After trying to help Olivia, to no avail, I went back to the room to see her packing her bags.

"What's going on here?" I asked her. She looked up at me with tears in her eyes.

"I can't take it anymore Stella, paparazzi got my argument with Wen on camera, and I can't handle it. I'm sorry Stella, I don't want to let you down but, I'm done. You've got to find a new lead singer."

"Olivia your being crazy."

"No Stella, I'm being realistic. What was I thinking? That I could actually come to LA and be the singer of a band. I freaked out in front of an audience of one hundred, now way I could do one thousand."

"What about Madison-"

"That's when I none of the extra baggage that came with being famous. I can't do it Stella." She walked out the door leaving me knowing what I have to do.

Wen's POV-

Stella walked in the door and punched me in the shoulder.

"Ow! Stella!"

"Do you know that Olivia is leaving?"

"So?" I tried to walk away but she followed me and turned me around again.

"So, she's leaving for real, like back to Rhode Island."

"Stella, I'm not in control of Olivia, neither are you, she can do what she wants." Even though inside my heart was breaking.

"Go."

"Go where?"

"Go talk to her right now!"

"Why should I?"

"Wen, do you want me to tell you why? Sit on the bed." So I sat down and she sat next to me. ""Some decisions you can tolerate, and then you deal with the consequences, others, you do everything to keep the person from making stupid decisions! This is one of those times Wen! And you what makes it so easy to do, or make it feel so good when it's over? It's because you're doing it for the one you love. Now go!"

All of her words rung in my head. All I could do was nod as she pushed me out the door. "Good luck."

I nodded again and ran to Olivia's room to find that she wasn't there but she left a note.

Dear Stella,

Sorry to leave like this but you have to understand that I have no choice. Hope that you can forgive me, but I'll come see Lemonade Mouth in concert if and when you come back to Rhode Island! I know that it doesn't make up for it, but still, I will.

Your Friend,

Olivia

There was only one thing I could think of. LAX.

I'd probably have a better chance getting there on a scooter than running or taking a taxi, so I asked this random guy if I could borrow his bike, and I'll bring it right back. Luckily this guy was very naïve of a random stranger asking to borrow his bike, but he said that he knew me from Lemonade Mouth so he let me grab it.

I finally made it to LAX when I saw a blonde girl with the same exact suitcase as Olivia, so I ran up to her excited to find out that it wasn't her. But she didn't seem to mind.

"Oh my gosh! You're from Lemonade Mouth right?"

"Yeah, um have you seen Olivia?"

"I did, she ran to the bathroom, but she never came out."

I was so relieved. "Thank you so much."

"I'd be thanked with an autograph." She held out a piece of paper in front of me with a pen. "Just put, to Ally, my best, greatest, super awesome, amazing, pretty-"

"Um, you should know I'm in a hurry to find Olivia."

"Oh, sorry, just put To Ally, Determinate! from Charlie of Lemonade Mouth." So I put it on the paper then stopped. Apparently even when I'm in Lemonade Mouth I'm still invisible.

"Wait, I'm Wen, not Charlie, I'm the keyboardist."

"Oh!" Then she pretended to hit her head. "Of course you are I always get you two mixed up."

"But we don't even-"

"Thanks!" If I wasn't in this situation, I'd be pretty furious right now. But I just shoved it off, walked and waited by the girl's bathroom.

Well yeah, I was just going to put from Wen of Lemonade Mouth but I'm like, wait, it'd be hilarious if she got his name wrong. So I went with that. Anyway, hope you enjoyed, see you guys next chapter which I'm writing at this moment. :)