Oliva POV:

I can't believe it. Gram. The only one I have left. Why? Why would anyone do that?

I am currently face down on the carpet sobbing. Wen, good old honest, caring Wen was leaning over me.

"Olivia, it's OK. Who knows? Maybe your Gram went out and left a note! It's OK, it's OK, calm thoughts."

Wen sounded panicked. I smiled a little as I thought about it. Wen probably had no idea how to calm a girl, let alone one who's Gram had just been kidnapped.

'I- I need someone to take care of me! I can't do this on my own, and I can't… I just can't!" I was freaking out, and quite obviously too.

I was about to continue my nervous breakdown when Wen smothered in a huge hug. "It's Ok, Liv, it's OK. I'm here, it's OK…" Wen repeated this several times before my sobbing subsided.

"I'm going to call my parents to see what we should do," Wen reached for the phone and quickly dialed a number. After a few moments he said, "Who is this?" Then he frowned. "Police? What happened?" He listened for a couple moments, then turned completely white. His freckles stood out against his face like fire-ants.

"Wen? What happened? What' wrong?" I put aside my own feelings for a moment.

"They….. They took them. Those jerks took my parents!" Wen's voice steadily grew louder and angrier. I'd never seen him this way!

"Wen, in case you haven't noticed, they took my Gram too. We are going to find them if it's the last thing we do! Now come on. We need to find out all we can about their disappearances."

Wen POV-

Since when did Olivia get so strong? If this had happened before Lemonade Mouth she would have broken down crying and probably would've stayed that way for the next 20 years!

I had to get Olivia's Gram back, even if the loss of my own parents was killing me. I put my arm around Olivia and we walked out the door to rejoin the others.

"OMG! Let me guess!" Mo squealed. "All this stuff is so traumatic for you that you needed each other to lean on, so you confesses your undying love for each other and now you're going out!"

Olivia blushed. "Uh, no."

"DARN IT!" Mo shrieked loudly, making us all jump.

"Ok, Ok, back to business." Stella said. "We need to figure out what happened, starting with Olivia's Gram." We hurried inside the house.

"Let's split up," Charlie suggested. "Everyone, pick your partners!"

"Wen!" Olivia grabbed onto my arm. I wasn't expecting it, so my stomach flopped over and over and over and over and over…..

"Charlie," Mo said, putting her hand on the drummer's shoulder.

Just as she said it Scott yelled "Mo!"

The three band members stared at each other. "Uh, no!" Stella solved the problem by yanking Scott away and pulling him towards the dining room. "We'll take the dining room and the living room!" She called over her shoulder, but not before sending a knowing wink at Charlie.

"We'll take the kitchen and the backyard," Charlie volunteered.

"Of course, Charlie chooses the kitchen!" Mo rolled her eyes good-naturedly. Charlie was famous for his never-ending appetite. I laughed to myself as I remembered when Gram let Olivia have us all over for dinner. Gram had to make dinner all over again when she came out after five minutes to find all the food vanished.

"That leaves me and Wen to take the upstairs. Everyone keep a close lookout for anything and everything out of the ordinary. If there is even a book out of place, I want to know about it." Olivia took charge.

"So, Detective White, shall we head upstairs?" I asked with a grin.

Olivia smiled sweetly. "We shall, Detective's Assistant Dude Gifford."

I pretended to be affronted. "What? I'm only the detective's assistant?"

Olivia smirked. "For now." And with that she dragged me up the stairs.

Stella POV-

"Come on, Mohawk!" I called back to Scott. What a slowpoke! Or maybe that was just because he was grumpy because he didn't get to be with his hopefully soon-to-be-ex-girlfriend.

To tell you the truth, none of us were too thrilled with Scott and Mo getting back together. All of us would be happier if it was Mo and Charlie. I mean, we didn't have a problem with him being in the band, just with him and Mo dating. They so weren't right for each other, and we were all afraid he would break her heart. Again. So from now on I'm going to try to keep them as far away from each other as possible…

I was inspecting the bookshelf in the living room for clues when I noticed something odd. I picked up the little figurine. As I looked closer, I realized it was a wolf, made entirely of blood-red ruby. Its teeth were pulled back in a snarl, its hackles raised. I had never noticed it before, and Olivia and her Gram would never have put something like this in their house.

I happened to look up as I started over to show it to the rest of the band. And then I screamed.

Scott POV:

I jumped when I heard Stella scream. Had the kidnapper struck again?

I dashed into the living room to find Stella staring in horror into a cabinet above the bookshelf.

As I hurried over to take a look, I caught sight of two baleful yellow eyes staring out of the darkness. With a hiss, a black cat leapt out of the cabinet and scampered away.

I laughed and slumped over. "Oh, It's Just Wendy!" It was all okay. Everyone was safe I could breath.

Mo POV:

We searched the kitchen first. I was looking through the cabinets and Charlie was scrutinizing the fridge.

"Why on earth would they have mushrooms? Mushrooms are totally disgusting! Oooohhh, black olives!" Charlie popped the small black object into his mouth.

"Charlie! We are supposed to be looking for clues!" I reprimanded. "Will you stop eating for once?"

"I am looking for clues! These black olives are very suspicious…. I shall put them in the evidence chamber!" And with that he tossed the rest of the olives into his mouth.

"Oh Charlie, you are so weird!" I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, but you love me anyways!" Charlie grinned impishly.

I smiled. "Yup! Got that right!" I looked up and found Charlie. Right. There. "Oh, uh, hi. You're, um, really close."

"No dip, Sherlock." Then we heard Stella scream.

Wen POV-

Olivia was searching Gram's room by herself. She hadn't let me near it since the time the guys and I thought it was hers and Silly-Stringed it, so she was searching it alone. I was going to wait in Olivia's room.

I looked around as I walked through the door. Her bedroom was painted a bright purple, and on the ceiling was an enormous mural of Lemonade Mouth. The rest of the band and I had surprised her with it when she was away on vacation in the Poconos. And boy was she surprised!

The mural had actually turned out amazing! At the very front and slightly bigger than the others were Olivia and I. My arm was secured around her shoulders, and my keyboard was strapped to my back, a little smirk etched onto my face. Olivia was smiling sweetly and holding I mike with a stand slightly to the side.

Next to Olivia, Stella was grinning and grasping her electric guitar, painted with vibrant red. She was also sporting her Question Authority T-shirt (her idea, of course).

Next to Stella was Mo, who gazing out with a serious look on her face, like she was staring you down, but in the softest way possible. She was clutching her blue bass, and her hair was blowing out slightly to the side.

On the side that wasn't facing Olivia, Charlie was smiling his trademark grin. He was holding his drumsticks loosely, and his arms were raised as though he was about to start whacking on his drums.

On Charlie's other side was Scott, who was basically scowling. He was holding his guitar like it was a baseball bat. His hair was once again pointing up in a Mohawk. It was obviously that he was the resident bad-boy of the group.

The bed was gray with black designs and large purple butterflies, and the wooden headboard was painted white.

The bedside table matched the headboard. On it rested a black alarm clock and a single picture. As I came closer I saw it was of Olivia and I in our, both grinning at the camera and holding up cans of Mel's in a toast. Olivia had been wearing a black and white striped bikini, and I had been wearing bright red swim trunks.

I thought I might as well start looking for clues, so I opened the drawer of her bedside table. As I started rummaging through the items I came across a small leather-bound journal embossed with the words, 'Olivia White's Diary'.

Oh. My. Gosh.

I couldn't resist. I opened it up and started reading.

Olivia POV-

I had just finished searching through Gram's bedroom, which was pretty much a waste of time. I hadn't found anything of importance. Well, not unless you count the cat toy of Wendy's we'd been searching for, for weeks now.

At the moment I was heading to my room to make sure Wen didn't blow anything up. Or make anything catch fire by his hotness.

I walked into my very purple bedroom to find Wen sprawled out on the bed reading a leather-bound book. MY leather-bound book. My very SECRET leather-bound book. That was pretty much all about Wen.

"WENDELL!" I shrieked.

The culprit looked up at me and gasped. Then I proceeded to chase him around the room.

And then Wen just had to read aloud from my diary.

"Dear Diary,

I got detention today. Brennigan, of course. He caught me reading in the janitor's closet. I really don't see why he was so upset, because the janitor didn't mind! But the weirdest thing happened in detention today. I sang in front of people. Not cats, people.

There were five of us, Stella, Wen, Charlie, Mo, and me. Believe it or not, I know Wen from preschool. Ever since he stole my cookie… Except now he's actually really cute. And funny. And plays piano, and apparently is a good rapper/singer. He and Charlie sang/rapped/beat-boxed that stupid jingle from Rising – GAH!"

That last part was from me tackling him from behind. Never underestimate the power of a shy blonde girl!

We landed with me on top of him, which was by far the most uncomfortable yet comfortable position I've ever been in.

Wen smiled. "So I'm cute, huh?"

Before I could lose my nerve, I answered, "Very, very cute."

Wen's grin got bigger. "Well, just so you know, I think you're pretty darn cute yourself."

Then we both jumped away. "Uhhhh… Sorry." We said in unison. Then we heard Stella scream.

Stella POV-

After I screamed, everyone came running downstairs arriving just as Scott found the cat.

"Sorry, guys. Wendy surprised me," I explained. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, Stella." Charlie frowned. "What's that in your hand?"

I opened up my clenched fist to find the wolf figurine. I'd totally forgotten!

"Oh, yeah. I found this thing when I was looking on the bookshelf. I took it down because it looked kinda weird. Why would you have such a freaky figurine, Liv?"

Olivia turned pale. "I- I've never seen that figurine in my life.

Ok, here's chapter 2! As a compromise, in this story there's going to be Charlie/Mo and in my other story the Master Plan there'll be Charlie/Stella. Just FYI. Read and Review, hope you liked it!