Wen POV-

Olivia was kind of scaring me. She had turned super pale and was practically hyperventilating.

"Um, Olivia? Are- are you OK?" I asked hesitantly.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, Totally fine. Just… Bad memories. We were camping in 05 and were attacked by wolves. We never found out why. I was in the hospital for two weeks." Olivia shuddered.

"That's really strange! I did a report on wolves in third grade, and they never attack without a reason!" Mo frowned.

Charlie rolled his eyes. "Of course. Mo, you've done a report on everything!"

Before she could retort Stella spoke up. "Let's everyone go home and see if there's statues at our houses. Report back ASAP." Everyone agreed and left.

I was tossing on my gray hoodie when I heard a shy voice from behind me.

"W-Wen?"

I turned around, my eyes softening as I saw Olivia. She was standing there with a pleading look in her beautiful eyes.

"I- I'm scared."

I could tell that saying those two words was hard for her. Olivia tried so hard to be strong, to look like the insults and pitying looks glanced off her, not like they sunk into her chest and pierced her heart.

I had always wished she would open up and let me in, wished I could comfort her, save her from everything that could possibly bring her harm. I knew it was overprotective, but I couldn't help it.

I knew from the way he looked at her that Charlie felt the same way about Mo. Scott…. Not so much. The look he gave Mo was sweet, but it wasn't the way Charlie looked at her. It never had been.

Here was my chance.

Olivia POV-

I couldn't help it. I had to confide in someone, and there was no better person than Wen.

Stella would frown and say, "Well, you just have to be strong and toughen through it."

Mo would say, "Try your hardest and everything will turn out OK."

Charlie would probably say something like this. "Uhhhhh."

So I chose Wen. Saying those two words to him, admitting I was scared, was a lot harder than I thought it would be.

Wen just stared at me. Oh. No. I had totally freaked him out by telling him my feelings! I should have known a guy wouldn't understand. Now he'd never want to-

My thoughts were cut off as Wen wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into his chest.

I snuggled into his chest, feeling safe for the first time in a while. I couldn't believe this.

"Olivia, it'll be OK. We'll find your Gram. We'll find my dad and Sydney, and we'll find everyone else. All of us will be right behind you every step of the way. Especially me."

I slowly felt my tears dry up, and I pulled away from Wen. As much as I didn't want to let go, the others would come back soon, and Stella would never let me forget it if she saw.

I smiled at Wen, and he smiled back. "Thanks. I really needed that."

Wen spoke so softly I almost didn't hear him. "I'll always be here for you, Olivia."

The door burst open, making me jump. "There was one at my place too!" Charlie yelled. In his left hand he clutched another wolf figurine. The other hand was around Mo's shoulders.

"I found one as well," Mo answered their inquiring looks.

Now we just had to wait for Stella and Scott.

Mo POV-

You know, I felt really bad about this. Like, majorly awful. I wished I could tell them what I knew, but I couldn't. They'd be so mad.

I really didn't want to get kicked out, and knowing Stella's temper I would be if I wasn't careful.

They told me that if there wasn't any real drama, then create some. So I have to. First target aquired. Wen Gifford, keyboardist and rapper, crush of Olivia.

Wen POV-

I was surprised at myself. I didn't know I had it in me to hug Olivia like that. I guess I got caught up in the moment, but Olivia didn't seem to mind… Or maybe she did. Maybe she was just being nice. OMG, I am so dumb!

OMG I just said OMG. What kind of dude am I?

I was interrupted from my thoughts by Mo. "Wen. Get over here."

Uh-Oh. Mo saying something like that is never a good sign. Especially when she had that weird glint in her eyes. Once again… Uh-Oh.

"Alright Wendell. Let's get something straight. I've seen the way you look at Olivia and I've seen the way she looks at you. You will not break that sweet girl's heart. If you do, there will be one less ginger in Lemonade Mouth. Are we clear?"

I blinked. "Uhhh…"

"Wendell…" Mo growled in warning.

"Alright, Mohini. Let's get something else straight. I will never, EVER break Olivia's heart. If you think that for a split second you are dead wrong. If there is ever any other guy that makes even the tiniest tear fall from Olivia's eye they will receive the pounding of their life."

Mo took a step back. "Good. I just hope you get to her before the other boys do."

I frowned suspiciously. "What do you mean?"

Mo rolled her eyes. "Have you heard Olivia's fan-mail? There are thousands of guys who would love to be in your shoes. Don't screw up."

And on that happy note, we started back to the others.

When we reached them, Stella and Scott had returned, and they had obviously found figurines in their houses too. I opened my mouth to speak when a loud meow, which echoed through the house and was followed by four more, startled us.

Olivia laughed at our expressions. "Relax guys, it's just the doorbell!"

She went to answer the door, but I held her back and stepped in front. I grabbed a (regrettably) pink umbrella from the stand and brandished it like a club. I slowly opened the door.

A lady in a business suit and glasses looked up. "Ah, you're all here. Excellent. I am here with the SS to take you to orphanages. Regrettably, we could only find room for five in St. Peter's, so Ms. Olivia White will be taken to Geoffrey's Orphanage around five hours away. Come along now."

OK, I am sooooooo sorry for not updating sooner, but I just moved so things have been hectic. I'll try and be better in the future! Any ideas would be greatly appreciated! I love you all! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW! If you review I will likely PM you back my thanks (unless you're annonamous.) Do you think I sould add more humor in this story, or is it better serious?