Hi lemonade luvers! So glad you liked my update, and we are coming to an end of this Rayella tale! One more chapter! Enjoy guys!
DISCLAIMER: I DONT ANYTHING BUT MY IMAGINAION AND CREATED CHARACTERS.
After being on a liberal college campus for an entire year, you would think Nana Beech would feel like she had seen everything; frats boys passed out on the lawn of their house from a long night of drinking and beer pong. Her dorm neighbor's door smashed in from a squabble between her and her boyfriend. Even a professor freak out during class causing the session to be cancelled due to mental insanity (A/N only one of the 3 of those things didn't not happen at my college. I'll let you guess)! But she was more shocked to see her macho and arrogant little brother cuddled on the roof with the beautiful Stella Yamada than any of those 3 previous events. As she stood in front of her car that had recently pulled into the Beech driveway, she stripped off her aviator sunglasses that mimicked her brother's, and shook her head.
"I have got to milk this." She smirked as she made her way into the house. It being 9:00 in the morning, there was no surprise that Mrs. Beech was up and about the kitchen.
"Didn't I leave you in this spot mom?" Nana joked as her mother turned around in shock, her mitted hands going to her face.
"Oh Hanna! You didn't tell me you were coming home today!" She squealed as she squeezed her oldest daughter.
"That's the point of a surprise mom." She teased as it rolled of Mrs. Beech's shoulder.
"Ray will be so happy to see you! He's asleep in his room I'll go wake him up." She motioned to the stairs. Nana was quick on her feet.
"No mom! I'll wake him up, you know I like to bully him." She said quickly moving in front of her mother. Taken a bit aback, Mrs. Beech shrugged.
"Okay dear. But tell him we leave for the airport in 40 minutes and to get a move on!" She ordered
"Aye aye boss!" Hanna saluted running up the stairs. As she made her way to her Ray's room she stopped by her own having a moment of nostalgia. She admired her Maroon 5 and Plain Whit T's posters hanging on her left wall, and the wall of handprints from her and Ray's childhood on the right. She smiled at her still unmade messy bed that she left from Christmas and the array of comic books sprawled on her desk, no doubt from Ray's nosiness. She missed her room, her home and her family- especially her brother. Speaking of… Nana went back on her mission and once at his bedroom door, quietly and slowly creaked open the door. She had a moment of shock at seeing his room so clean as she tip toed to the window.
"Wow. He should've dated Stella a long time ago if this is her effect." Nana thought. When she got to the ledge of the window she slowly leaned half her body out, so that her wheat- blonde, long curly, hair brushed lightly against Ray's cheek. She tucked it behind her ear and smirked at his sleeping form. She silently stuck her index finger in her mouth and then gently stuck it in Ray's ear. The fact that her brother was a heavy sleepier offered no help, so she delved deeper and all she was met by was him brushing her hand away and groaning lightly.
"Eh, stop Stella." He said in his sleep. Nana smiled at the similarity between her and Stella's tricks. Then she tried tickling his cheek, poking his neck, and blowing on his face. With a frustrated huff, she went to drastic measures. She not-so-gently sunk her teeth into the flesh of his ear. As if he was a frog just dunk into hot water, Ray jerked awake and almost flew Stella off the roof as she rolled off of his chest and onto her stomach, face planting into the rough tile of the roof.
"What the hell?!" Ray screeched and turned to see Nana's smiling face.
"Morning sleeping beauty." She joked.
"Nana?" Ray said in disbelief, still believing he was in the dream world. "Are you really here? Is this real life?" Nana laughed at his childish nature and slapped his face. Ray moaned.
"Yes David at the dentist, this real life. The prodigal daughter has returned!"
"Now I remember why I didn't miss you." Ray said squinting his eyes at the morning sun on his face. Stella rose from her stomach and glared at Ray.
"You know what would be nice? A heads up before you give me a concussion!" Stella fiercely said and punched his leg. Ray yelped.
"Ow! Why am I abused by all the women in my life?" Ray pleaded to the sky, hoping for a higher power to hear him.
"Yeah well your about to get more abused by mom when she find you a) up here, and b) with a girl in your arms and in your clothes." Nana stated as Ray and Stella looked at each other like deers caught in the headlights. Nana laughed.
"Don't worry I got you covered. Stella can sneak out the back while mom is in the kitchen." They let out a collective sigh of relief.
"You're a life saver Nana." Stella said. Nana shrugged.
"It's in my job description as big sister. Now get dressed Peaches, you have to be at the airport in 40 minutes, and as the saint I am," Hanna's statement gaining an eye roll from Ray, "I'm taking you so that you don't have to feel the bone crushing hug of our mother." Hanna said as she crawled back inside the house. Ray looked over at Stella who was sitting up her cropped hair messily in her face, and his blouse wrinkled and unbuttoned low. He didn't realize he was smirking until she brought it up.
"What are you smiling at Beech?" She accused.
"You." He said simply as if it was the easiest question. She smiled her hair hiding the rising red in her cheeks.
"Come on. Let's go before your neighbors start to wake up." Stella said rising slowly throwing the covers off of her body. Ray reluctantly followed and they gathered the comforter and mess of Doritos and Oreos they stole from the fridge in the middle of the night. This activity was done in silence as the events and intimate feelings from the previous midnight were still plaguing the teens with a sense of shyness and of confusion of what to do now. Stella quietly picked up her dress and high heels, almost stood awkwardly in the middle of Ray's floor as he rummaged through his closet.
"So…I'm gonna go." She said awkwardly as she pointed to the door with her shoes. Ray's blonde head popped out of the closet, his Azul eyes colored with confusion.
"You're leaving?"
"Yeah, I have to escape before your mom flips."
"But I just figured…" Ray began and chose his words with caution, unlike his straight-forward nature. "I figured that you'd come with me and Nana. I mean…" He hid his face back in his closet. "I want you there." Stella's heart involuntarily quickened and her body felt warm all over. Inwardly, she wanted to jump up and scream, but her cool and collected nature fought her, and she kept grounded in her spot.
"Sure. I guess I have time." She said nonchalantly and sat on his bed. Ray appeared behind her and his lips close to her ear.
"You guess you have time?" He repeated with humor in his voice. She smiled and leaned back to have brown and blue meet.
"You heard me." She smirked and Ray began to lean in to meet her expectant lips, until an irritated voice came from his bedroom door.
"There's no time for hanky panky! You gotta get out kid before we're murdered!" Hanna screeched as she slammed the door shut again. Stella laughed and rose once again.
"See you soon." She said with a quick peck of the lips and shut the door behind her. Ray scratched his had in amusement and frustration. He sighed.
"I probably should have packed for this trip huh?"
The door to the Beech home was rung for the second time this morning, and when Mrs. Beech answered, there stood Stella smiling as though this was her first visit to the Beech home all day.
"Stella dear! Well isn't this the best morning ever! Two of my favorite girls here! Come in, come in!" The usually up beat mother of three ushered Stella in. "Are you hungry dear? I'm making pancakes." Stella nodded as she stepped into the kitchen.
"No thanks Mrs. B, still stuffed from those awesome deserts you made from last night." Stella complimented as Mrs. Beech radiated from the comment.
"Way to be a suck up Stella." Nana teased from her seat at the table, devouring an entrée of pancakes and eggs.
"Good to see you to Hanna." Stella teased throwing a piece of egg at Hanna's face, hitting her on the nose. Hanna picked up an egg on her face to throw back, but Mrs. Beech stopped her.
"Don't you dare Hanna Beatrice Beech! My good cooking will not be wasted!" Mrs. Beech ordered. Hanna groaned and set it down.
"Beatrice?" Stella tried to stifle a laugh. Hanna scowled.
"Shut your mouth now." She ordered but Stella laughed anyway.
"Where is that son of mine?" Mrs. Beech gripped yelling up the stairs. "Raymond David Theodore Beech, get your yellow hide down here before I drag it down here!"
"Way to show those Texas roots momma!" Hanna laughed. Ray in seconds, bounded down the stairs with a duffle bag, back pack, and soccer ball in hand.
"That's all you bringing darling? You'll be there for three months! Won't you need more?" Mrs. Beech asked worried as he brushed past her stuffing an entire pancake in his mouth.
"Mom, I'm a guy. I've worn the same underwear for a week in a row, believe me, this will be enough."
"Why do you find him attractive again?" Nana asked Stella.
"It's complicated." Stella smirked as Ray rolled his eyes.
"Alright let's go, I'm going to be late for my plane, and I'm not staying here any longer than possible." Ray said as he saw his mother tear up. "Aw come on mom, I'm only gone for 3 months."
"I know that, but you're my baby boy!" She blubbered as wrapped her arms around his tall frame and held him dangerously close.
"Mom, He's going to need air to run across soccer fields!" Nana spoke as their mom constricted his lungs. Mrs. Beech reluctantly let go, and wiped a stray tear running down her porcelain fair skin.
"Okay, go before I change my mind about letting you go." She blubbered as she waved them away. As they turned to go, the pitter patter of little feet could be heard coming from the stair case.
"Don't leave without saying bye to me!" Kayleigh yelled as she jumped into Ray's arms.
"How could I kid? Be good for mom, and make Hanna's life difficult while I'm gone?" Ray asked slyly.
"You know it." She agreed and kissed his cheek and jumped out of his arms and ran into the kitchen to the leftover breakfast food on the table.
"Okay, enough hugs and kisses and sappy stuff, let's go Blondie!" Nana ordered pushing Ray forcefully out the door. Stella laughed and followed suit. Mrs. Beech watched them leave from the window and shook her head as they pulled out the driveway.
"Oh, he is so grounded when he gets home." She said to herself. Kayleigh appeared next to her, a mouth full of bacon and pancakes.
"How'd you know?" She asked confused and shocked.
"I'm your mother, I know everything." She cooed as she patted Kayleigh's golden head. "And she was still wearing his shirt."
See I've been waiting all day, for you to call me baby
So let's get up, let's get on it, don't you leave me broken hearted tonight
Mo's phone sang the cheery upbeat tune relentlessly as she dug her head back into her pink flowered pillow. The tune was contradictory to the sour than Warheads mood she was currently experiencing. If she wasn't so concerned with keeping a squeaky clean record and did decide to drink, this is what she thought a hangover felt like: pounding head, nausea, sensitivity to light and shame. She moaned as she fished for her phone in her purse that lay next to her bed, and groaned a hello.
"And a good morning to you too sunshine." Stella's uncharacteristically happy voice rang from the opposite line.
"Glad one of us is happy this morning." Mo groaned.
"Is little Mohini tired from her night of hitchhiking and motorcycle riding?" Stella teased.
"Ha ha, very funny. My dad wasn't laughing when I showed up on the back of a tattooed and bull's nose pierced guy named Snakefang's Harley. I haven't seen him so mad since my sister Lalita dropped out of law school to follow in path of Gandhi and join the Hare Krishna movement."
"Oh yeah." Stella remembered. "Your mom had to sedate him that week."
"Well you should have seen him last night. Sedation couldn't stop him from almost jumping on Scott." Mo cringed at the memory.
"Sorry to miss the drama, you know I love a good angry dad on helpless boyfriend fight." Stella joked.
"You should be sorry for getting us in the mess in the first place!" Mo yelped.
"I know, I know, I'm sorry. Put it on my tab."
"Your tab is so full, Bill Gates couldn't pay your debt." Mo grimaced.
"Believe me, this time it was for a good reason."
"And what kind of reason is that? Not even you saving a school bus full of helpless children from hungry coyotes are worth me getting grounded for an entire two months after the tour."
"Ray told me he loved me." Stella whispered into the phone. If that wasn't a shot of adrenaline for Mo, she didn't know what was.
"RAY TOLD YOU HE LOVED YOU?!" Mo bellowed as Stella held the phone from her ear in pain. When Mo jolted up in bed, Lemonade Mouth's blonde front woman jolted as well from under the mounds of covers from the foot of the bed.
"He did what?! Oh my gosh!" Olivia yelled.
"Olivia? When did you get there?" Stella asked confused.
"Not important, what did you say? What did you do?" Mo's curious nature took control. Stella hesitated.
"I told him that… that I didn't love him back."
"YOU DID WHAT?! Have you lost your already gone mind, what did you do that for?!" Mo chastised.
"Because I don't love him back! At least… not completely. But I want to be 100 percent positive when I say it, and he understood that." Stella explained. Stella could hear Olivia let out a drawn out "Aw" and Mo sigh.
"You're out of your mind you know that? You do know he's never going to say it again right? With Ray it's a onetime deal." As Mo spoke this pessimistic view, Stella was looking Ray's way who was standing in line to board his plane and smiled that same brilliant smile at her, who was off to the side on her cellphone. Stella smiled automatically back.
"I'm not so sure about that." She spoke with confidence. ":Hey guys I have to go, I'll call you later." Stella hung up as Mo and Olivia looked at each other, tired and in disbelief.
"I can't believe Ray told her he loved her. This must be an alternate universe." Mo shook her head and lay back on her bed.
"Yeah, especially before Wen told me." Olivia gripped following Mo's example. "Love sucks sometimes." She complained as Mo shook her head in agreement. Suddenly, a long, floppy, mop of brown hair rose from the Mo's floor.
"Amen sister." Charlie spoke as Mo and Olivia screamed and Mo pelted Charlie with a heavy pillow as he toppled back on the floor hard.
"Darn it Mo!" Charlie groaned as he held the side of his bruised face. The girls looked at each other, and began to laugh hysterically.
"Why is it always me?" Charlie groaned; some things never change.
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