The next morning I stood in my backyard feeling nauseous. The entire plan was set and we were leaving for TeenLife in 15 minutes. "Liv can I talk to you for a second?" Wen asked noticing the pale look on my face. I nodded slightly and followed him up to my room. "You don't have to do this you know," he said closing the door. "I know, but I want to. For my Dad, for us-us meaning Lemonade Mouth of course-well I mean us as in you and me is important to just not to this situation-I mean I guess you-" Wen cut me off with a soft kiss. "I get it. You're gonna be fine trust me." I smiled and blushed. "Thanks," I said quietly. "Are you two done in there? We have to go!" Stella called from outside the door. "Yeah we're coming," Wen called back. "You sure you're gonna be okay?" Wen asked. "I'll be fine. You'll be with me the whole time," I said. Wen smiled and squeezed my hand before leaving. I took a deep breath and followed suit.
We loaded up our instruments and hopped on the back of Scott's Dad's pickup truck and got on. "Ready?" Mo asked looking over at me. I nodded. "Let's go." We started to play as the truck pulled off. "Be heard! Be strong! Be proud!"we chorused. We performed that song all the way into the parking lot of TeenLife, gaining quite a following on the way. Teenagers from all over the neighborhood ran after us, screaming, singing along, everything. When we stopped, we handed out cans of Mel's Lemonade to everyone that had followed us. A petite and plump women with dirty blonde hair and thick framed glasses walked over and we were talking to all our followers.
"Ms. Theisen will see you now," she said walking up to me. "Oh of course. We'll be right there," I promised before stepping up to the microphone. "Thank you all for supporting us. We know it'd be impossible to get anywhere without you guys and we don't wish for anything more than we have know. Be proud of who you are and stand up for what you believe in!" With a quick wave, I hopped down. The women led us to an elevator and pushed the up button. "She's in the penthouse office," she told us as the door closed. "Well here goes nothing," Charlie said pushing the top button. We rode the elevator in silence, no idea what was to come. Finally, the elevator stopped.
We stepped out to see frosted glass double doors. My stomach immediately started training for the olympics. "No matter what happens, we have each other. Remember that," Mo advised placing her hand on my shoulder. I nodded. "Let's go." We walked into the office to see a large leather chair with the back facing us. "That was quite an entrance you kids made," Ms. Theisen commented not turning around. "We wanted to emphasize the fact that we're so grateful to have such loyal fans.. And that no matter how we took off, we'd never forget them." Ms. Theisen spun around in her chair slowly that she was facing us. "What a shame. I was expecting a white cat and an eye patch," Stella muttered. I stifled a laugh.
"Come sit down. I don't bite," Ms. Theisen said giving us her phony smile. Still, we obeyed. "So tell me what's this been like? All the appearances and touring. Have any of you ever thought of going solo?" I looked around expecting someone else to answer, but all I got were encouraging looks. "Um.. This whole experience has been completely surreal. We were all in such different places when we formed, we barely thought we could make decent music let alone start this whole revolution. And as for going solo... We're a band-No, we're more than a band. We're a family. I don't think I could even function without them behind me." Ms. Theisen nodded. "I see. So Wen have you and Olivia always been together or is that just for publicity?" Both Wen and my faces turned noticeably red. "It's not a publicity thing. We're not like Brangelina or anything. We're doing what all teenagers do." Ms. Theisen digested this for a moment before moving on.
The interview lasted at least an hour and a half. When Ms. Theisen was finally finished asking us every invasive question she could ask, she stood up. "Thank you very much for your time, Ms. White. The rest of you too." We smiled politely. "Thank you for having us," Mo said kindly. "Well as promised here's your payment," Ms. Theisen said handing me a large white envelope. "This is very appreciated," I told her taking it. She shrugged. "You can see yourselves out. A bientot!" We waved and left.
I couldn't help but think a weight had been lifted off my shoulders as we walked. I was finally rid of that women and could focus on more important things like music and bailing my Dad out. "Well that was fun," Charlie said smiling as we walked in to the elevator. We laughed. Fun was definetly not the word to describe that experience. It was worth it though, I realized as Wen wrapped his hand about mine. We made a stand, just like we always did. And it felt great.
A/N: I'm baaack! Hopefully you didn't forget about this I know it's been forever since I've updated. Sorry about that! Anyway, comments are always appreciated.. ;) :) Thanks for reading! 3 3