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Chapter 20

Olivia's POV

~RING!~

Finally! School is out! I went to the lemonade machine and inserted a coin. I was SO thirsty! You know the school is very warm, even with air condition. I heard voices in the detention/music room. I peeked in.

"You guys, it is so simple! It is B, B flat, B, and back to F sharp." Stella criticized. I guess they were having band practice.

"This isn't working!" Mo cried.

"It will, we just need to practice," Stella said, "Anyways, let's…" I went back to the machine and picked up my lemonade as the door opened. I turned to them and they looked surprise.

"Olivia, what are you doing here?" Scott asked.

"Getting a lemonade," I answered. No one replied so I waved goodbye and walked off.

Wen's POV

We watched as Olivia walk away. Stella turned to me.

"Why didn't you ask her to join the band?" she said.

"I didn't know I had to," I retorted, "Anyways, I need to get going. I need to finish my project for English tomorrow." I walked off.

(Author's Note: These parts are from the movie I don't own them I only change the wording in some parts)

"Why do we have to take Sydney everywhere?" Wen asked his dad. They got in a heated argument with Wen ending it by saying, "Look, I can't be late for school today."

(Author's Note: Ok, I am skipping Mo's, Scott's-his wasn't even in the movie, Charlie's, and Stella's-though her's would have been different-morning.)

"Wendall, you're up next," the teacher said. I started to walk up and opened my folder. Inside though, were photographs. Sydney's! Oh god, the biggest project of the year and I don't have it! I sat down.

"This can't be happening," I muttered. Sydney appeared at the door, mumbling about she has my folder while my classmates were whistling. The teacher and Sydney were having a conversation I wasn't paying attention to until he said the word – mother.

"She is not my mother," I exclaimed, "I mean look at her are you stupid?" I got detention that day. And I remembered thinking where Olivia was.

Olivia's POV

I decided to skip class seeing that I already knew the subject pretty well and the teacher said I would be getting an A anyways whether I did the project or no. I was in the janitor's closet reading a book and mumbling to myself. Brooms and mops went flying. The door opened and there stood Mr. Brenigan and a detention slip. I sighed and took it.

Mo's POV (hehe)

I can't believe it! Stella, Charlie, and I got detention while Scott got off with a warning. It is not fair! I love my boyfriend but he always gets the special treatment out of all of us. I fumed. And it was Stella's idea! I don't even know how Charlie and I got wrapped into it. Although, putting gum under Mr. Brenigan's prized gym seats was funny. I sighed and made my way towards the elevator.

Olivia's POV

I went to my locker and shoved the book in there and grabbed my songbook. Might as well get some work done right?

I walked in and was surprised to see Wen, Charlie, and Mo there. Stella was there too but I wasn't surprised about that. The girl gets it weekly. The detention lady, Ms. Reznik was listing off the rules. I was in my mind creating songs. Ms. Reznik exited the room saying something about staying put for a couple of minutes. Everyone turned to me. I looked up.

"What?" I asked.

"Whatcha got there, Olivia?" Stella asked casually.

"Um, the reason I hid in the woods," I said, making them back off. Ha! That...adventure paid off well.

Charlie, Wen, Stella, and Mo started doing something musical, but I didn't pay attention until they started playing intruments. It sounds familiar to my song I created, Turn up the Music. I couldn't help myself and started singing.

Na na na na na, na na

Take a look around

Who would have thought we'd all be here?

So let's mess around

Cause the future is unclear

We got nothing better to do

We're just trying to get through

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Yeah

Let the music groove you

Let the melody move you

Feel the beat and just let go

Get the rhythm into your soul

Let the music take you

Anywhere it wants to

When we're stuck and can't get free

No matter what, we'll still be singing

Come on, come on

Turn up the music

It's all we got

We're gonna use it

Come on, come on

Turn up the music

Yeah

All we have is now

Let's make the most of this

Come on break it out

So everyone can hear it

They don't have to understand

But we'll make them if we can

Do you hear me?

Are you with me?

Yeah

Let the music groove you

Let the melody move you

Feel the beat and just let go

Get the rhythm into your soul

Let the music take you

Anywhere it wants to

When we're stuck and can't get free

No matter what, we'll still be singing

Come on, come on

Turn up the music

It's all we got

We're gonna use it

Come on, come on

Turn up the music

Yeah

Come on, come on

Turn up the music

It's all we got

We're gonna use it

Come on, come on

Turn up the music

Let the music groove you

Let the melody move you

Feel the beat and just let go

Get the rhythm into your soul

Let the music take you

Anywhere it wants to

When we're stuck and can't get free

No matter what, we'll still be singing

Come on, come on

Turn up the music

It's all we got

We're gonna use it

Feel the beat and just let go

Get the rhythm into your soul

Let the music take you

Anywhere it wants to

Come on, come on

Turn up the music

Yeah

I turned around and saw Ms. Reznik standing there. We were muttering excuses. She shushed us.

"Shh, I needed to think," she said, she pointed at me, "You." I was scared I ran to my seat. I mean that woman heard me sing! No one is supposed to.

"Olivia," she continued, "You have a beautiful voice," she squealed, "Your band, it's a gift!"

"I'm not part of their band," I said quietly.

"Then why were you singing with them," she said.

"They melody fitted into a song I was working on."

"Have you been ever part of a band? Or anything musical?"

"No…"

"Then how do you know how to make lyrics and music?"

"I taught myself."

"Are you sure? Did your dad or mom teach you?"

"No… I taught myself," I looked down. Bringing up my mom made me feel sad.

"Well, you should be part of one."

"It won't end pretty."

"Why?"

I didn't answer, it was to painful.

"Why?" she repeated. Wen, Charlie, Mo, and Stella was looking at me.

"Be-because everything I have done, nothing ever worked out for me." I answered. Now, tears were forming in my eyes. I grabbed my songbook and ran out.