MO PROV

"Let's go Mo! Ha-ha get it, 'let's… go… Mo"

"Stella…shut up" I told her whilst rolling my eyes.

"Well excuse me if I'm trying to turn that frown upside down" Stella pointed to the obvious irritation written all over my face. I was still angry with myself over the fact that I had displayed the perfect example of the 'reckless teenager' and lost my virginity to Ray rather than my actual love; Scott.

Even more annoying was the fact that I didn't have the guts to tell anyone…I just feel so pathetic.

I sighed "Sorry Stells but the only thing that would make me happy is if a certain person never existed"

"Wanna talk about it?" she asked sincerely which caused me to soften my expression a bit.

"No" I replied as I put on my cream coloured pumps "But thanks for trying" I smiled at her to which she just simply nodded to.

"Meet you in the lobby in five" she yelled out before exiting my hotel room.

After Stella left I got off my position on the bed and walked to the full view mirror. The white summery type dress I was wearing with a tight top half and a loose bottom fell mid-thigh complimenting my curves and tan legs. I had decided to try something new with my hair today so my dark locks were now in a low messy yet elegant bun, some strands hanging freely just above my shoulders. I had gone light on the jewellery, only wearing several pearl bracelets on my right arm and diamond studs that Scott had gotten me on my seventeenth birthday. I hoped I looked good enough for Lemonade Mouths sixth interview this week on yet another show. I was just praying that it would be better than yesterday's disaster. Oh which reminds me I still have to talk to my father.

"Hey beautiful" I smiled as I felt Scott's strong arms wrap around me. I closed my eyes as I breathed in his scent and got lost in his embrace. "Stella said you're not feeling right. What's up?" I hope Scott didn't feel my slight tense as I took in his words.

Great. The last thing I wanted was for Scott to notice anything. Way to make me feel guilty Stella.

"Nothing. I'm just…stressed" the lie flew effortlessly from my mouth, partially because it was in fact true.

"Maybe I could make you feel better" Scott's husky voice whispered in my ear as he began to make a trial of soft kisses along my neck causing a slight moan to escape my lips.

"Scott" he moaned as his name left my lips in a breathless whisper "Stella said to meet her in the lobby in five minutes" Scott seemed to be apparent to listening as he continued leaving tender kisses on my neck while his hands reached for the zipper of my dress.

"Good, then we have five minutes" and with that my dress fell to the floor.

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STELLAS PROV

I looked at my diamond embedded watch for what felt like the hundredth time. Where the hell are they?

"Look why don't I go and check on them" an exasperated Olivia casted another glance at Wen as she played with the zipper of her leather jacket.

And yes I did just say leather jacket.

I was totally shocked when Olivia had entered the lobby wearing the jacket along with a short strapless dark blue dress and knee high brown boots. I had to admit it, Olivia White looked HOT! Even Charlie and Wen couldn't help but stare at her longingly as she made her way over to us swaying her hips. The odd thing though is that Charlie eyes are casually wondering to Olivia's cleavage, while Wen eyes are now glued to his phone as if he were about to break a new record for a video game . Olivia looked pissed off at this due to the fact that she kept eyeing him with an irritated expression.

"Good idea" I replied.

"Wen did you wanna come?" Olivia asked as she flipped her blonde locks flirtatiously over her shoulder.

"Nah" Wen said still starring at his phone.

I almost laughed out loud as Olivia face dropped instantly and scrunched up in anger. She opened her mouth to say something which I knew wouldn't be pretty when she was interrupted;

"Hey guys, are you ready to go?" a flustered Mo asked. I noticed her hair was no longer in its elegant bun but instead the dark wavy locks hung freely past her shoulders.

"Are we ready? We have been ready for the last twenty minutes!" Olivia had obviously decided to take her frustration out on the happy couple who were staring at her in confusion.

"Chill Olivia, Mo and I were just…"

"You and Mo were just what? Fucking? Is that what you were doing? Cause that's what everyone seems to be doing these days is fucking fucking fucking!"

You know those moments when everything drastically stops and soon an awkward and shocked silence takes place…well this was one of those moments. Due to the fact that Olivia hadn't exactly said the inappropriate word quietly, she had earned the attention of every face in the entire lobby.

The long silence was becoming unbearable and I was relieved when Wen built up the courage to break it-

"Yeah so I think we should probably get going to that interview"

"Yeah"

"Totally"

"Don't want to be late"

"Let's go"

We all spoke at the same time as we exited the hotel in a hurried pace ignoring the looks of the people around us.

Once we were all safely in our limo we endured a minute of complete silence until Olivia and Mo started giggling causing all of us to burst into laughing fits.

"Ohmigod I'm such an idiot" Olivia was giggling like mad on the limo floor which was making all of us laugh even harder.

"No it's totally fine, I'm sure most of the guest managed to cover their children ears in time" I managed to get out, causing Olivia to cover her mouth and burst into more hysterics.

The laughter seemed to go on for a while and I couldn't help but think how nice it was. It honestly felt like Lemonade Mouth hadn't had a moment like this in a while. In between all the interviews, concerts and drama we had sort of forgotten what the band was all about…friendship.

"Ok guys please stop I'm going to pee my pants" Mo half whimpered half laughed as she held her stomach.

"You're not even wearing pants" a still giggling Olivia said which made us all us all start laughing all over again.

"Aw I love you guys" Mo said causing everyone to smile…the first genuine smile I had seen from the band in a long time.

"How could you not, we're amazing" Olivia threw her arms up in exaggeration, as she showed off a stunning smile,

"No" I said earning everyone's attention "We're Lemonade Mouth"

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WENS PROV

"Lemonade Mouth scheduled in five minutes. Repeat five minutes"

"Honestly I am going to kill the overhead speaker. Repeat Kill" Scott laughed softly at my exaggerated tone.

"Dude, just another day in the life of Lemonade Mouth" he held up the drink in his hand as if praising all of us.

"Although…" Charlie obviously finding a way to disagree with Scott said "I would like to kill the overhead speaker as well" he pat me on the shoulder as he exited our dressing room "Meet you guys down there" he called out.

I watched Charlie leave and then without thinking twice about it spoke aloud "What's up with you and Charlie?"

Scott raised his eyebrow and looked at me like I was stupid "Your kidding right?" he said the words slowly as if he were interpreting them himself.

"Um…no?" was all I could think to say back.

Scott approached me and put his hand on both of my shoulders "You seriously need to get a clue Wen" he said and brought his hands back to his sides.

"A clue on what?" I asked dumfounded.

"A clue on what's going on around you…" Scott looked at me head on "I don't know where your head is these days but you're the only one that's failed to realise that Charlie obviously has the biggest crush on Mo. Hell. You can't even see that Olivia is trying so hard to get your attention that she would dress up and act differently" Scott began to head for the door "That's your clue Wen"

I watched him leave, feeling like a complete idiot. I hadn't even thought twice about how Olivia was looking and acting these days or Charlie's drastic change in attitude. I couldn't even begin to comprehend what else I was completely oblivious to. Scott was right. My head is somewhere else and it wouldn't be if it weren't for her. She just knows how to get to me. Her last phone call proved it.

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FLASHBACK

"Hey, sorry I was just getting away from-…"

"From who? From OLIVIA!" her screechy and obviously frustrated voice interrupted me causing me to raise an eyebrow.

"Yeah… Olivia and the band" I said uncertainly, confused on where this conversation was going...

"Oh the band and Olivia" the words flew from her mouth like venom "You must of forgotten to tell me about your interview last night on Moxie because I happened to catch a glimpse of it this morning and may I say I absolutely adored the band AND OLIVIA!" once the word Moxie flew out of her mouth I instantly knew what she was talking about. Olivia, in an attempt to cover for Mo and Scott decided to say that she and I were dating (which we weren't really doing)…at least I think we weren't?

"Look Olivia was just covering for Mo and-"

"Covering for Mo my arse"

"Babe-"

"Don't babe me, I put a lot of fucking trust in you knowing that you're some Hollywood hot shot and that girls are going to be throwing themselves at you and what do you do? You literally let one. And not just any one; America's new sweetheart. Do you have any idea how hard it is to compete with that?"

"What are you talking about, you do not have to compete with anyone because I love you" I reassured her.

"Tell that to 'your girl'" she replied bluntly obviously referring to last night's show.

"I'm telling you. I love you, what do you want me to do?"

"I want you to fix" her voice had risen to its previous (screeching) state "Fix it or I will" and with that she hung up leaving me confused as ever.

How was I supposed to fix it?

END FLASHBACK

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OLIVIAS PROV

"Hey guys I'm Jean, just wanted to thank you guys for being here" we all smiled at the host as she continued to speak "Just to let you guys know if there's anything you do not feel comfortable talking about than just say the word mascara and we're talk about something else" before we could question her on why the safe word was 'mascara' the lights came on and the audience began clapping and cheering.

"Hey guys welcome to Teen TV, I'm your host Jean Taylor brining you all the latest insight on Hollywood's young minds. Joining us today is world famous band LEMONADE MOUTH" on that cue the audience erupted into major applause "Here we have Stella Yamada, Mohini Banjeer, Olivia White, Wen Gifford, Charlie Deleago and Scott Pickett. They are here to tell us all their juicy secrets."

Mascara Mascara Mascara!

….

The first half an hour into the show seemed to be less intense than I thought it would be. We basically talked about the qualities of Lemonade Mouth that I'm sure the whole world was already familiar with. Mo even mentioned the club we went to last night. All in all we were yet to use 'the safe word'.

"Ok lemonade fans I'm sure your thrilled to hear that Lemonade Mouth will be starting their first world tour in just over a month" Jean waited as whoops and cheers were heard throughout the studio "So what we are dying to know is; how will you manage to keep your romantic relationships stable?"

We all just stared at her, 'mascara' begging to escape all of our mouths. The last thing any of us wanted to discuss was our relationships.

I turned to look at Wen whose expression clearly displayed the emotion; nervous. But what was he nervous about? I thought I understood every little thing that went through Wen's mind but due to the last couple of days I must have proved wrong. Wen seemed off and I couldn't shake the feeling that maybe I'd read into our relationship to much…maybe I shouldn't have said anything of Moxie's show.

"Uh Mohini and Scott, any comments?" by our obvious dumbfounded expression Jean caught the hint that none of us were going to say anything.

"Uh…Scott are you wearing mascara?" the audience chuckled slightly at Mo's sudden outburst while Scott conveyed an annoyed expression that clearly said 'Really Mo? That's the best you could come up with.' Mo just shrugged her shoulders and blushed slightly.

"Maybe Olivia and Wen have something to say?" Jean quickly jumped in, obvious to the safe word.

I was about to speak up when Wens voice beat me to it; "Well you see Jean we're young, we're teenagers and of course not all relationships are going to work out, I mean you never know; will they end next year, next week, tomorrow…today" Wen was flying hand gestures all around and saying his words slowly as if being careful not to say to many. I was confused. Where was he going with this?

"But you know" I jumped in "the relationships in our band are very strong and we know how to take things one day at a time. We know how to balance each other out"

"Yes but" I stared straight at Wen who looked like he was finding any way to disagree with me "I think that because we're so young and we don't know what we're really doing, the balancing out thing can get really tricky so the best thing we can do is let it stand on its own" I didn't know if I was getting this right but it sounded like Wen wasn't all about our relationship, I couldn't stop myself from standing up for that.

"Agreeable, but that normally consist of teenagers that don't really know each other and we've known each other for a very long time" I said the past tense through gritted teeth praying that Wen didn't have anything else to say.

"Yeah but there's a lot of things we all don't know about each other and maybe that could get in the way somewhere along our journey and bring us apart" but this time I was furious and couldn't help but want to jump on Wen and strangle him.

"Wen did you use some of Scott's mascara or something?" Scott looked at me with a similar expression that he gave Mo, except the irritation in his expression seemed to have doubled.

"Charlie and Stella is there anything you would like to share. Are you two perhaps seeing anyone" I was thankful that Jean had the decency not to pry, as other TV hosts were most likely to do.

"Yeah Stella seeing anyone?" Charlie's voice was loud and clear, his features hardened.

"No" Stella replied with a slightly strained voice. I couldn't help but wonder what she got up to last night.

"Are you sure?" Charlie pressed "Maybe you should think about it"

"Maybe you should borrow some of Scott's mascara" Stella retorted back, her whole body tense.

"Charlie, what about you?" Jean asked looking worried. I would be too; we weren't exactly helping her out here.

Charlie reverted his gaze from Stella and focused it on Jean "No relationships…not yet anyway" I noticed his gaze drift slightly to Mo, as it did last night.

"Really? No special girl in particular?" Considering the safe word hadn't been used in this subject Jean was willing to find more.

"There is a special girl but she-…"

"Doesn't wear mascara" Mo interrupted obviously frightened of where Charlie was going with his conversation "Charlie hates it when that happens?" the audience laughed and I wasn't sure if the laughter was for Mo's lame excuse or Lemonade Mouths major use of the word 'mascara'. If only they knew.

"Ok… "Jean being the good host continued "...so what was high school like for each of you?"

"MASCARA!"

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SCOTTS PROV

"The car will be here in five" Stella said to know one in particular keeping her gaze on her cell phone.

No one replied. In fact no one had said anything at all since the interview finished. Stella had kept her eyes glued to her cell, along with Wen who was obviously keeping his distance from Olivia. Charlie had disappeared straight after and I was glad. Truth be told in wanted to punch Charlie during the interview. Mo was sitting next to me quietly, her hand intertwined with mine, her mind somewhere else.

I gave her a soft kiss on her check 'You okay?"

"Yeah…just-" Mo was interrupted by a chorus of breakthrough, my ring tone. I pulled my cell out and checked the screen. Whispering a few words to Mo I got up and went to find somewhere quiet.

"Hey dad" I leaned against a wall as I waited to hear what the verdict was.

"Hey son, guess you know why I'm calling." I smiled

"Well you don't usually call to say; hello how are you." I listened to his soft chuckle on the other line. He didn't try to disagree, we both knew that we weren't that close. He didn't agree with my life choices and I didn't agree with his overprotective rules.

"I got your results back today" his laughter stopped instantly and instead replaced with a serious tone "You're going to need to come back for a check-up"

"Dad. You know I can't do that, the bands at its most hectic time I need to be here." I hope he could hear the determination in my voice, no way was I going back now…not for anything.

"Scott this is more important than playing dress up and strumming chords. We're talking about your medical health here, you know the consequences." I took in a deep breath. Of course I knew the consequences; I was just willing to take the risks.

"Look dad, isn't there something you can do, take a rain check or something?" I asked hopefully.

"Scott…"

"Please dad." I interrupted.

I listened as he breathed a sigh "Maybe I can get you come medicine until then-"

"Yes! Thanks dad" I practically yelled as a smile spread across my face.

"Uh but Scott I'm not making any promises"

"I know, I'm just glad you're trying" my smile grew wider; I'd get to stay with the band.

"Scott listen to me when I say this. I'm not happy with your decision, you need to realise how serious this is…you could die" I tensed slightly.

"Doctor Hamilton said it wouldn't get that serious"

"Doctor Hamilton said that it wouldn't get serious if you just take it easy" my dad said, reading into the words I couldn't bring myself to say.

"I am taking it easy-"

"Really Scott?" my dad interrupted me "The concerts, the travelling…it's not making you tired or anything." I tried to ignore my dad's words because I knew myself that they were true.

"No" the lie flew from my mouth "I'm fine"

"I don't believe you." I tensed at his father-like tone "I'll see if I can get you some medicine and then I'm coming down to give them to you myself-"

"Dad!" I interrupted urgently; I didn't want him to interfere with my life here.

"Don't you dad me, I will be there tomorrow morning, I expect you to email me the details of where you are staying" before I could say anything else he quickly interfered "I've got to go, tell Mo I say hi." and with that he hung up on me.

I brought my phone away from my ear and swore at it.

"Whoa, let's not throw an Olivia now" I jumped slightly as Mo's sweet voice interrupted my ranting. "Wanna tell me what's wrong?" she asked..

I turned to look into her mud brown eyes and immediately my father left my thoughts. All I could see was Mo, my beautiful Mo…my beautiful Mo that I couldn't bring myself to be honest too.

As quickly as my dad had left my mind, he had come back. Seeing Mo made the realisation sink in and I couldn't help but think that maybe I should have listened to my dad and gone for a check-up. I knew if something were to happen, then there'd be no more me and Mo. If I were to do anything to help my condition I was going to do it for her.

"He's um coming through to be annoying and over protective" I replied drawing her in "He says hello by the way."

"Well I like your father and don't mind at all" she put her arms around my neck as she smiled.

"That's because he completely adores you…as for me"

"Oh shut up" Mo said playfully "You know he loves you, he's just looking out for you"

"Maybe you should take your own advice Mo" I replied quietly expecting her to be hurt by this, however she just nodded simply,

"I'll talk with my father, you just worry about yours" she reassured and drew me in closer so that our lips were only inches away from each other.

"Mm…I don't want to talk about daddy issues" I replied as I touched her lips softly. "Take me away Mo"

"My pleasure" she replied with a smirk as she leaned in and kissed me. A kiss that made me forget that I was lying to her.