Home. Back. Hurts. So yesterday, I turn on the news, wanting to see if we'd get any snow, and all they kept talking about was Justin Bieber. Okay, like I know it's the kids birthday, but really? Do we really need to stare at pictures of him while they talk about him? Nope.

Disclaimer: Don't own Good Luck Charlie or Lemonade Mouth


Chapter 6: Bad or Good
Olivia's POV


"How's school been without us?"

I rolled my eyes. "Obviously not the same. I miss all of you. But I've made friends. Not like you guys though, but good enough."

"So are we all still going on that vacation trip since we can't go to Stella's aunt's?"

"Yup. It's all set. We should be leaving tomorrow night. So we'll meet you there." I replied. After the whole Christmas commotion, we decided that we really didn't need to go all the way to the beach house. And plus, Amy felt bad, and plus we could go for free since we had time share. So, we were taking the rest of the band and the Duncan family on a trip.

To Hawaii!

"Alright. Well, the bell is going to ring-" but before he could finish, both his and my school bell rang, indicating it was time for school to start. I laughed.

"I'll call you after, Wen. I love you." I said, getting looks from other onlookers. Yeah, they always did that. Ever since everyone found out from the concert that Wen and I were really dating, they havn't stopped looking at me.

Hm... wonder what they'd think about me when they know I'm pregnant. Eh, who cared.

"Be safe. Take care of my kid for me." he joked. I just smiled and shook my head.

I started to walk to my seat next to Ivy, one of the friends that I've made here. We've been hanging out and we've talked to eachother. She understood me, and it was as easy talking to her as it was to Stella and Mo.

One of the new kids bumped into me, almost making me stumble, but I quickly caught myself on the desk. She turned around and looked at me. "Sorry, Gigi." She said to me. I gave her a questioning look.

"Okay, Claudette, I know your new here, but I think we both know my names Olivia." I told her, trying not to be rude, but really. Before I even met anyone here they all knew who I was. And plus, she already knew me! Why would she call me something other an Olivia?

She just smirked and shook her head, sitting in her seat. Uh, okay? I looked over at Ivy to see her have a weird look on her face. "Why is she calling me Gigi?"

She became defensive, looking away from me. "I don't know. Why are you asking me? Maybe she just forgot your name." Ivy said quickly.

"Yeah, but is she saying the letters G.G. or is she saying the name Gigi." I questioned.

"I don't know. The letters, I'm sure of." She said, waving her hand. Alright...

"Well what could the letters stand for? Gorgeous Gal? Golden Godess? Great-"

"Goody goody. It stands for goody, goody!" Ivy finally shouted. I leaned back. Wait, what?

"Well why would they call me-"

"Maybe because you never do anything bad, and you always play by the rules... or something like that." She started off strong but the ending trailed off.

Wow, that's nice. And wait, just which one of my friends came up with that name? "Well, who would come up with that name? You know what? It doesn't even matter. I'm not a goody goody. If anything, I, am a baddy baddy." I told her, rolling my eyes.

"Liv, only goody goody's would say baddy baddy." The bell rang again, indicating that now it was time for class. I sat down, making sure that Wen's sweatshirt I was wearing was hiding the bump. I placed my hand on it, sighing.

Alright. I'd just have to prove to everybody that I wasn't a goody goody.


"I can't believe that they nicknamed me GG." I told Stella over the phone while I took the sweatshirt off. The shirt I was wearing showed up the almost four month belly I was walking around with and I sighed.

"That's not so bad Olivia, I mean... you've never listened to what anyone has said to you before, why listen now?"

She did have a point... "Yeah, but that was when only one person was saying it. Now it's the whole school. I just, I don't know. I need to make them think different of me. I mean, I'm already pregnant, what are they going to think about that?"

"Well, there going to judge you on that. I just wish that we were there to help you through it. In my old schools I've seen what's happenend to kids who were pregnant and in high school, and it wasn't pretty."

I swallowed thickly then cleared my throat. She was right. I've heard about high school pregnancy's and the rumors and what kids say about you. Would I be able to deal with it? I would have to. I'll try to keep it a secret for as long as possible.

"Wait, they're calling you GG?" Gabe said, walking into the living room and sitting down. I nodded. "I think I can help you with that."

"Stella, I gotta go. I'll call you back later," before she could respond I hung up and turned back to Gabe. "and wait, how did you know kids were calling me that?"

"I was the one who helped Ivy come up with it." He said, somewhat laughing. Oh yeah, that makes me feel better. Hm, well maybe I can make him feel sorry too. I blink and tears started filling up in my eyes, and one fell over my cheeck. He froze, his hands gripping the seats as he started rocking back and forth. "Wait, why are you crying! Olivia, come on it was just a joke! Look, I'm sorry. Ah man, what do I do! MOM! DAD! SOMEONE! Wait, should I call Wen! Yeah I think I should," he said, jumping up and lunging for the kitchen.

I grabbed his arm, smiling slightly. "I'm just joking, Gabe. Paybacks a... well, you know the expression. So, how do you think you can help?"

His eyes widened in shock but then he shook his head, a shaky breath coming out. "I'll help you if you help me. You see, I'm grounded but I need to get ungrounded so I can go to Super Adventure Land with Jake."

"Super Adventure Land opened up again?" I asked.

"Yeah, that's why I have to go before they close it again. Now, how do I get mom and dad to let me go?"

Okay, think... Well, I can't really talk from experience... What did I used to do? "Well, you csn try behaving better." I said, standing up. "Or, just try doing something nice for them."

"Like what?"

"Well, I was in the garage last week-"

"Why were you in the garage last week?" He asked. I felt my face go red. Alright, he did not need to know what Wen and I were doing in there.

"Look, that's not the point. I found this old poem that your dad wrote to your mom back in high school, I was going to give it to her for her birthday, but, you could do it now."

He smirked. "Hm. And they'll be putty in my hands." he said, rubbing his hands together. Wow. He really needs to stop watching those tv shows. He started walking towards the kitchen. "Thanks GG."

"STOP CALLING ME THAT!" I said, but right when I said that I got my idea. Charlie came running in, eatting a grape and putting her hand on my stomach. She tended to do that when she talked to me. I thought it was cute. I smiled at her.

"Hi Charlie."

She giggled. "Hi GG."

"GAH!" I said, leaning back onto the back of the couch.

"OLIVIA!" PJ said running into the house, out of breath. I leaned back while Charlie screamed, running away. He rolled his eyes, waving a hand at her. "Listen, you know how to sew right?" I didn't even have time to respond before he nodded his head and continued. "Great. Can you make me a dress?"

Uh, what?

"Look, PJ, try this conversation with your mom..." I said slowly, getting up and backing myself downstairs to my room.


"So, I was talking to the band last night-"

"I still can't believe I'm best friends with the lead singing from Lemonade Mouth. But, continue." Ivy interupted. I chuckled.

"I thought of this idea that will make my goody goody reputation go away. Now, what we're going to do, may make you think I'm crazy, but listen. Tomorrow, we're going to ditch school."

"Okay."

Wait, what? Why was she so calm? Alright, maybe she didn't hear me. "Okay, I don't think you understand what I'm proposing here. Now, tomorrow, we are not going to be in school, when school is going on." There, that should put her in her place.

She put her hand on my shoulder. "Liv, I'm familiar with the term ditching. So, where are we going?"

"Super Adventure Land." i said, clasping my hands together. "Alright Ivy. It's settled. We are going to, ditch school tomorrow." I said, a little louder than usual so Claudette would hear me. "That's right. Tomorrow. Olivia, Ivy, ditching." She turned towards me, an annoyed look on her face.

"Yeah Olivia. Your ditching." she said.

"Yeah, I know. By tomorrow, I'm gonna have a new nickname. Gone girl."

"That's still GG..." she trailed off, smiling.


"UGH."

"Olivia, if your really feeling that bad, sit down or something. Don't put yourself under stress. It's not good for you two."

I scoffed. "Wen, I can ditch school and live through it. I'm fine. The baby is fine. It's Friday. You guys are coming up here right? We get to finally see if were going to have a boy or a girl." I smiled. It had been awhile since we had last been to the doctors. The last time we went they said that they couldn't see if it was a boy or a girl, but they said the next time we went they would be able to tell us.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world sweetie," he said, his voice sounding tired.

"Why do you sound like you haven't slept in days?" I giggled out gently. I saw Ivy walking over to where I was waiting behind the ticket booth. My stomach felt like someone had just rammed into me.

I placed my hand over the flowy shirt. It was hiding the bump, but I still felt like you could see it.

"That's because I haven't. There's been paparazzi everywhere now since after the tour we became public. I'm surprised that they haven't hit you yet. Just, watch out and be careful." he said, yawning.

"Okay, you seriously need to get some sleep. I'll call you once the park closes. I love you."

"I love you too baby. Bye."

"Oh, somebody's calling their lover." Ivy joked while I blushed. "Which remind me, how did you two even meet again?"

I just laughed and shook my head. She's been asking me that question ever since we became friends. "Alright, I'll tell you one word."

She smiled, nodding her head up and down. "Detention."

I laughed so hard there were tears in my eyes. Her face was so confused, if I didn't know better I would think she was having a face seizer. We walked into the park, and I noticed for a time when kids needed to be in school, there sure were a lot of them here.

"Now, first period just started, right now. School has officially begun." I said, looking at my watch.

"Ah, congrats. How does it feel to officially be ditching?" Ivy asked, grinning.

"Great." Right after I said that it felt like something was moving in my stomach. Well, obviously, it's the baby. Wait, did I just feel the baby move! I placed my hand on my stomach quickly, somewhat turning away from her. "Does your stomach hurt as much as mine?" I asked her, trying to cover up the movement by saying it hurt.

She just rolled her eyes and started walking. Until some weird guy in a tux with huge hands started waving at us. He looked strangely familiar, but I wasn't sure. I froze, taking a step back. Please don't tell me he knows we're ditching and that he's going to call the cops!

"Well hello, young ladies! Welcome to Adventure Land! Who are you!" He asked innocently. Ivy told him her name and then he looked at me, his eyes wide.

"I'm..." Oh geez, I'm really not that good with lying, um... "Uh... Teddy. I'm from Oklahoma, my parents aren't here right now they're taking my brothers Rusty and Dusty to the bathroom." I said quickly, taking another step back, my fingers playing with the bottom hem of my shirt.

The guy breathed out, looking at the ground, rubbing his palms together. "A little more information than I needed to know..." he said, skipping away and waving at other little kids.

Ivy turned to look at me, a smirk on her face. "What is wrong with you, 'Teddy'?" She asked, shaking her head.

I rolled my eyes, looking down and holding onto my jacket. "Hey, I'm new at this alright?" I trailed off, rolling my eyes. The froze, and I focused in on a man in a uniform. Wait, was he a real cop? No, he wouldn't be here... would he? No, alright it was the cop for this place... so I guess he couldn't really arrest us, right? "That cop, is staring at us, he totally knows we're ditching."

She rolled her eyes, looking over to where I was gesturing. The cop had his hands on his hips, walking towards us slowly. "Olivia, will you stop? He doesn't care about us," she said, waving her hand.

"Oh yeah, then why is he coming over here!" I've heard of prison... and it doesn't sound like fun... no offence dad.

"Just stay calm..." she said, putting a hand on my arm right when the cop started talking to us.

"Young ladies," he said, and my entire face expression droped. I froze as he continued. Wait, wait, wait. This guy couldn't know that we were ditching. There were many schools that could let us out early... right? "You two are under arrest."

"For what?" I asked suddenly, then shut my mouth entirely. Alright, don't talk back to the police officer.

He walked over towards me, and I automatically took a step back, my arm wrapping around myself. He stopped right in front of me, staring right at me.

"For not having enough fun!"

What?

Before I could respond he pulled out a paper that said we could get a free smoothie to both Ivy and myself before walking over towards the guy we met earlier. I breathed out a sigh of relief as Ivy unfroze, talking about how she wanted to go ride the scariest rollercoaster they had here. Yeah, I think I'll pass... but then she'd get suspicious... unless I bribe her into something else...

"Really? 'Cuz I was thinking Mr. Chippys Cookey Clown Cars." I said, pointing my finger over at the ride that mostly kids were on. She looked back at me, then took a step away.

"Yeah, I'm gonna go find Rusty and Dusty..." she trailed off, then started running away. Ah, great. Just leave me here. No one to talk too. Alright, that's cool. Works for me, I'm gonna go get me a free smoothie.


Well. After my smoothie...

I ended up in jail.

I saw the clown stealing someones wallet, and then tackled him to the ground. And ended up in a little kiddy jail.

"Ivy, I am not cut out for the slammer," I told her, gripping onto the green bars. She rolled her eyes and started to walk over to the guard, who's phone started to ring.

"A code 23!" he shouted, hanging up.

"What's code 23?" Ivy asked, taking a step back from him.

"Someone just threw up on the Tilt-a-Whirl. You're free to go." he said, not turning towards me again as he ran out.

"Oh, thank goodness." I sighed, pushing the flimsy green bars out of the way and stepping inbetween them. Ivy shook her head, grabbing onto my arm and pulling me out of the room.

The park was closing soon. Which ment, I had officially ditched.

Now, to go rub it in Claudette's face.


"Well, Charlie... mom and dad found out I ditched, now I'm grounded... It's called consequences... something you get used to when your a baddy-baddy." I said to the video camera.

I looked down, smiling, but then frowned. Ugh. Stupid metal. They had given me it because I had solved a crime that had been going on for a lont time at Super Adventure Land.

"Dang it... still wearing the metal."

"Olivia, what are you doing!" Amy said, coming into the kitchen. Uh oh. "No video diary when your grounded." She said sternly, walking past me towards the fridge.

Wait, what? "No video diary why I'm grounded? That sounds kind of lame..." I said before I knew what was coming out.

"I don't really know how to punish you, you don't really do anything..." she said, squinting her face up and walking away.

Uh, okay. I did stuff. Psh. "So you don't think I'm bad? I'm bad, I mean... Ha! I'm so bad, I'm not even going to say 'good luck Charlie.'"

"You just did."

"Ugh."


Woah. Okay, really long time since I got a chapter here. I've been in the hospital for a while, something's wrong with my arm. Some bone was cracked and they said that they needed me to not use that arm, and not even my hand. So, I haven't been able to use my right hand, which is my dominant hand.

Yeah. It's really weird. So anyways, hope you enjoyed this chapter, and the next one should be up this weekend.

-May