Author's Note: OMG! I am so sorry! i have not updated in like forever! I am sorry! I had three reports due last Friday and on Saturday I had a birthday party to go to! Plus, I ran into some writer's block, but you don't want to know the reasons why I wasn't updating so continue reading! P.S. Mo and Scott are winning and try to keep it that way if you haven't voted yet by voting. Voting ends in a week!

Disclaimer: How many times have I put that I don't own Lemonade Mouth?

Chapter 29

Wen's POV

I stared at Olivia. I heard her gasp. I would have, but I am too manly to do that so I just said the most stupidest thing in the world.

"I like your smile."

She looked even more startled and flustered. Wow, so smooth of me right?

"Uh, sorry," I muttered.

She nodded stiffly before packing up. Why is it that I always make her mad? I mean I like her, wait, scratch that. I like-her-as-a-friend like her. She finished and left. I groaned and looked at the lake water. It was mocking me like that in water, there were no problems.

"Who cares?" I wondered aloud, "A swim would be nice."

I was still thinking about Olivia when I came out of the lake, when I was drying off, on my walk back to the house, and even when i was doing my homework. Olivia is really getting on my nerves.

I quit homework and climbed into bed to take a nap.

I had the randomest dream.

I was walking behind Olivia and a dude I don't know. They seem to know each other really well. Even happy. I knew Olivia wouldn't like me trailing her but my legs wouldn't let me. It is as if the dream is commanding me. They walked into the park woods and towards the benches. Near there, there was a picnic blanket and basket. Olivia was staring at it in wonder and the guy snuck a box and kneeled down. He said something I couln't make out and Olivia said something and shrieking at the same time. I my heart dropped and my temper seemed to rise,

Olivia and what's-his-face kissed.

I awoke panting and sweating. What the heck did the dream mean?

It means you were meant for each other, whispered a voice.

"Who said that?" I asked, startled.

I looked around but no one was there. I peeked into the hallway. Empty. I looked out my window. Olivia was playing with Georgia and Sydney and my dad was sitting underneath a tree and talking.

I was creeped out by the voice. And what did it mean about we were meant for each other?

I shook my head and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Showers seem to refresh me.

An hour later, we had an urgent meeting.

Soon, everyone was assembled at Coffee Mug. Olivia was busy working at the counter, but she would be over here in a minute.

"So, what's up?" Charlie asked. Like always.

Mo was quiet and Stella was bopping her leg, impatiently.

"I booked us a gig at Coffee Mug! On Saturday, which is in three days, we have to perform...I don't know, 3 songs. Isn't that amazing?" Stella exclaimed excitedly.

"Yeah, problem is, that are we going to perform?" Olivia asked coming up to us.

"We can perform the song we were writing to day," I offered.

Olivia looked down while the others stared at us.

"That's perfect! And I have this song I have been writing, but I need amother rapper," said Stella.

"That's fine, Wen can do it, he wrote the rap in our song today anyways," Olivia replied.

"Great! And I have a song I have been working on! That makes three!" said Mo.

"Great," Charlie said, "so who's ready to practice?"

15 minutes later, we were ready to practice.

Olivia, Stella, and Mo were passing ur papers for everyone.

"Try to remember these songs and or morrow we will practice and then on Saturday we will perform, got it?" Stella said.

We nodded.

"Great, now if you excuse me, I need to go home."

Olivia's POV

When everyone left, I started to think what happened at the lake. It was so weird. I looked at the clock. 4 pm. I am going to take a nap.

I path the strangest dream. Sydney was in it and we were talking about Wen. She kept saying about how I wasn't seeing it and that me and Wen had a thing for each other. Maybe that was true, I had feelings for Wen, but even so, he wouldn't have feelings for me.