Author's Note - I won't have much time to actually update, so I'm going to focus only on this story for now. School is taking up a lot of time, so I'm going to be writing this at weekends mainly. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer - I do not own Lemonade Mouth, Zeke & Luther or any of the characters.
"We're going to Gilroy!" Stella announced. Wen looked up from his phone suddenly after hearing Stella mention 'Gilroy'. He hadn't been there in so long, so he hoped that he wouldn't meet 'him'again. He looked back down again quickly, hoping no one saw his worried look. Unfortunately for Wen, Olivia had noticed.
"Is everything okay, Wen? You seemed kinda worried when you heard that we're going to Gilroy," Olivia said softly, touching his arm. Wen simply shook his head, not wanting to say anything. "Okay then," Olivia said, not convinced that he was actually fine.
"So, what do you guys think?" Stella asked. No one answered, so Stella instead tried to read everyone's expressions. She first studied Olivia, who seemed excited, probably because she had always loved visiting new places. Next Stella looked over Charlie and Mo, who didn't seem to care. Then she looked at Wen. She couldn't read Wen's expression because he was staring down at his lap, probably in deep thought. "Hey, Wen!" Stella said, clicking her fingers in his face. Wen looked up quickly at Stella. "What do you think about going to Gilroy?" Wen's body tensed when he heard Stella say 'Gilroy' again.
"Yeah, can't wait," he lied. He added a fake smile to try to convince them he was truly excited, even though inside he was dreading it more than anything. "When are we going?" he asked, looking up at Stella from the cream sofa him and Olivia were sitting on.
Gilroy; the next day
Luther smiled at Bridget as she handed him the doughnut. He gave her the exact money then slipped into his seat on the table nearest the counter. He ripped the doughnut in half and gave half over to his best friend, Zeke. "Thanks, bro," Zeke said, accepting half of the doughnut.
Luther just nodded then tore a huge chunk out of his doughnut. "Is it true that your cousin and her band are coming here?" Luther asked with a mouthful of doughnut. He swallowed his mouthful and repeated what he had said after realising Zeke hadn't understod him, only adding afterwards, "I heard some rumours, mainly from Ginger, so I don't know what to believe."
"Yeah, it's true," Zeke smiled. He had good memories with his cousin Stella. She had visited often in the past, but Zeke hadn't seen her for a few years now. He was so excited when he found out she was coming to visit, and even more excited when he discovered that she was bringing along her band mates. "Stella and her band are going to play here at Don's." Luther smiled. He had never met Zeke's cousin Stella before, but from all the stories Zeke had told him he assumed she would be pretty cool.
"When are they coming?" Luther asked, biting into his doughnut once again. Zeke didn't hear him because he was so deep in thought, so Luther tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Bro, when does she get here?"
"Two-thirty," Zeke replied. Luther turned around and looked at the clock behind him. He couldn't wait to finally meet Zeke's cousin he'd heard so much about. "She'll be here in ten minutes." Luther nodded. "I can't wait to see her again, and meet her band mates!" Zeke rambled. Luther just stopped focusing on what Zeke was saying, and started daydreaming about him becoming a pro skateboarder.
He was snapped out of his daydream nine minutes later when Zeke jumped up from the table and ran over to Stella, his cousin, who had just turned up. Luther wasn't really focusing on any of the band members, so he didn't notice the tall red-head standing at the back who looked extremely similar to him. "This is Charlie," Stella introduced, pointing to the long-haired boy. "Mo," she said, pointing the the Indian-American girl. "Olivia," she introduced, pointing the the blonde-haired girl who curtsied. "And Wen," she said, pointing to the red-head. Luther immediately looked up after hearing a name he recognised. He looked over to the boy who looked very much like him. His jaw dropped and what was left of his doughnut fell to the floor.