A/N: You guys are really great, I can't. I'm so sorry for not updating this sooner. I'd love to say it was because I was busy [I was for a while but not the whole time] but a lot of it was pure laziness on my part. I am so sorry for making you wait. Now I went away this summer, but now I'm home for good. Really I appreciate all the reviews and favorites. You guys are the best. Again I apologize.

Disclaimer: I don't own Lemonade Mouth or any of the characters. If I did, Rayella would be on like Donkey Kong.

This was getting ridiculous. Stella's face was starting to hurt from the fake, but believable, smile she'd had plastered on her face for the past two hours. Mo wouldn't stop asking questions and Charlie insisted on the group watching a movie or something. Ray had been experimenting, to put it simply. Arm around the shoulders. Arm around her waist. Fingers laced together. Looped arms.

The point was they'd had some kind of physical contact for two hours and Stella was ready to go home and have a nice long shower. She hated this guy and here he was all up in her business. When all of this was over, Scott would pay.

She knew it'd make more sense to blame herself but Stella was stubborn and nothing was ever her fault.

"Stella, did you hear me," Mo questioned, waving a hand in front of her friends face.

Stella looked over at Mo, blinking a few times. "What," She asked. She'd been completely lost in her thoughts; she hadn't heard a word Mo had said. That happened a lot though.

Mo rolled her eyes, and moved closer to Scott, setting her head on his shoulder "I asked when you and Ray finally realized you didn't hate each other."

Shit. Well Mo, we didn't. I still hate his guts and he probably still hates mine. It's a hate-hate relationship. "Oh well um. I… It's kind of a long story," Stella said, giving a fake laugh.

Mo wasn't having it. "I have time." Shit, shit, shit. Stella was so screwed.

"There was this guy at Dante's. Wouldn't leave Stella alone, so I told him to back off and shoved him back into the wall. Guess I intimidated him or something because he ran off like a little bitch," Ray said with a shrug.

Stella thanked the lord that Ray wasn't an idiot "Yeah. That guy was a total douchebag. Worse than Ray. So when Ray stuck up for me I was like 'Wow Ray Beech isn't a total jerk?' I really admired what he did for me." She gave him the brightest smile she could muster up, and leaned into him. Inside, she gagged. On the outside she kept smiling. It was all about appearances with Mo, because Mo was fricking smart. She could see past lies and could see past bad acting.

It was a good thing Ray and Stella were pretty good at this.

Mo just nodded and looked back at the TV, and set her head on Scott's shoulder. The small smile that passed over his face made Stella roll her eyes. Why did everyone around her have to actually be relationship obsessed. Didn't anyone think they didn't need a man to help them stand tall?

Ray had leaned closer without her noticing, with his mouth against her ear. "Gonna do something and you can't punch me, slap me or abuse me in any way." Before Stella could ask him what the hell it was he was going to do, Ray had tilted her chin up and over slightly and pressed his lips against hers.

Okay so she did have a strong urge to kick him in the nuts, but it would make it all seem believable. It was still the fakest kiss she'd ever experienced. Which she didn't have many of those experiences but still.

Stella heard a gasp come from her left and knew that Mo was finally starting to believe it, and while she hated to admit it, Ray was pretty smart for having kissed her. Even if it was totally unwanted and he tasted like Doritos. Which was gross.

Olivia had left first, and Wen offered to walk her home. Then Scott said he really had to get home so it was time for him and Mo to split. Mo smiled and said goodbye to the remaining three and left.

Stella made an excuse about having to go home and babysit her brothers, and Ray said he had to do some homework. They walked out together, and as soon as they were out of Charlie's sight Stella punched Ray as hard as she could in the arm.

"Ow! What the hell, Yamada? Have you lost your marbles," He hissed, rubbing his shoulder. Hell yeah, Stella could throw a good punch.

She glared at him in response "Don't ever kiss me again until I tell you to. It was disgusting."

Ray scoffed "Please. You probably loved it. I happen to be a great kisser."

Of course Ray had a big head when it came to the kiss, when he didn't even want to kiss her. He was just acting. It was all an act. But when didn't Ray have a big head? There he stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his stupid blonde hair perfectly gelled and his stupid smirk in place. His stupid eyes were as blue as ever and his stupid face was just too stupidly perfect.

Honestly she didn't think Ray could be any more stupid.

"I beg to differ," Stella argued. "And I'm going home now," She snapped, turned and storming off.

She didn't turn back to look at him but when he shouted out she just knew he was full out grinning. "See ya tomorrow babe!"

"Stella that was some serious lip locking," Mo squealed later that night over the phone. "Honestly though, you and Ray I still can't get over it. That's just so weird, you know? Stella Yamada and Ray Beech. Maybe we should call you two 'stay'. No, no, not stay. I know! Rayella! It's perfect!"

Stella fell back on her back, suppressing the urge to scream into her pillow. Or into the phone receiver. Maybe Mo would get the hint then. She loved her best friend, she so did, but sometimes Mo just never shut up. She'd been going on about her and Ray's kiss since she called an hour ago and it was getting old. Besides, Stella had come home and brushed her teeth twice. She'd just wanted the memory of that kiss off her mind.

Not that the kiss was really that bad. Sure, Ray could lay off the fattening deliciousness that was Doritos. But he knew what he was doing and he did it good. She took a deep breath. God damnit, Ray was actually a good kisser. She told Mo as much in reply.

"Ew. So don't want to imagine how Ray kisses. But I'm happy for you Stell. You finally found what's good for you. Now we can all go on dates," Mo said happily.

Yikes. Quadruple dating? She figured that first, Scott wouldn't like that. He only got so much alone time with Mo. Second, Olivia and Wen were still not aware that they were in love like puppies. Third, Charlie would be way too nervous and then everything would be awkward for poor Lulu. Oh and fourth, her and Ray weren't going to be dating for very long. Soon enough they'd be calling it quits.

"Yeah totally. Sounds fun. Mo, I've got a huge head ache. I need sleep. I'll see you tomorrow," Stella made an excuse. She needed to get off the phone quickly or she'd snap.

"Alright Stella. Goodnight. I love you!"

"Love you too, Mo." She hung up the phone and set it down on the bed. She hated lying to Mo, but she really didn't have any other choice now did she?

Ray was laying on his stomach, a notebook and pen in front of him. He was writing a new song, something new that he'd never really touched on before. He liked his style, yeah, but he needed a change. It was getting dull talking about how awesome he was in every song. Even though he was indeed awesome. He carded a hand through his hair before going back to writing.

His phone dinged next to him, indicating a new text message.

Seriously, why did people always bug him when he was busy.

Patty

Hey baby. :)

Ray rolled his eyes. Was she serious?

Not your baby Patty. Dating Stella. Get the picture? Or should I send you one?

Not that he had any pictures of him and Stella. He should probably change that if they were going to make this seem legit. Patty would probably lay off in a few days once she realized that him and Stella were 'serious'.

Another ding.

Patty

Ray you are way too good to be dating that frumpy freak! She's not even cute! I am cute! You'll realize you're wrong soon enough.

Okay, borderline creepy.

You may be cute but you have an IQ of 50.

Like seriously. Patty was really stupid. He wasn't a bad person for telling her if she was tempting him, and insulting Stella.

Not that he actually cared or anything. He was just keeping up the act.

Patty

50 is a high number!

Oh wow. He figured he wouldn't even respond to that one, and deleted the text thread all together. Girl needed a new hobby. He went back to his notebook. 10 minutes later, his phone dinged again.

"Jesus Christ," He muttered under his breath. He was going to kill Patty. But when he opened his messages, it wasn't from Patty.

Evil Succubus

Sorry I hit you and insulted your ego

Ray laughed at himself for giving Stella the nickname when he first got her number. It was still pretty accurate.

She hadn't really insulted his ego. Not really anyway. He knew he was a good kisser and he knew he was hot.

And now he knew that Stella was a really good kisser too.

And that she was also pretty hot.

But he wouldn't ever tell her that. That would be asking to get punched. Or laughed at. Or both.

Don't flatter yourself. My ego remains intact. Goodnight Yamada.

Stella rolled her eyes at the last text but smiled none the less.

Big Stupid Ignoramus with a Stupid Face

Don't flatter yourself. My ego remains intact. Goodnight Yamada.

He was such an idiot. She sent one last text before settling into her bed and falling to sleep.

Whatever. Goodnight Ray. Or should I say 'baby'? :P

A/N 2: Yes they kissed but Stella kind-of-but-totally-didn't hated it. So you know it'll be bigger and better and more GASP when it actually means something. Because admitting someone is a good kisser doesn't mean you like them. :P I'll try to update faster guys. Still sorry.