AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hey guys! I'm back again. I decided to do this chapter as soon as I posted the last chapter because last time it took me 6 days to upload, and I didn't wanna be hypocrite because I HATE it when author's take FOREVER to upload their chapters. I finished this chapter a couple days back, but I could only post it today because we just moved into a new house, and we didn't have internet connection for a week, so that sucked.

This chapter is all in Mo's POV. I finally decided that it would be good to incorporate the other band members and not just stick to the basic food groups of Stella and Ray. So, without further ado, here is the fifth chapter of 'You are the Only Exception'.

Mo's POV:

'Charlie! This food tastes amazing! How on earth did you find out about this restaurant?' I exclaimed.

'Well, I was asking Tommy about any good restaurants he's been to, so I could take you out for dinner. He told me a couple of Italian bistros, but I figured that we eat at Dante's way too much and I thought it would be good for a change. So he told me about this one.' Charlie explained.

There we were me and Charlie on our first date at a Mexican restaurant. He finally got the courage to ask me out when I had broken it off with Scott two weeks ago. Scott and I broke up because I told him that I didn't have feelings for him anymore, he agreed with me though, so we were still great friends. I had to persuade Stella not to kick Scott out of the band because that was our third breakup.

'I'm glad you and Tommy are getting along better than before.' I said.

'Yeah, we are getting a bit closer now that he helped me with the whole 'me wanting to do music' dilemma last year.' Charlie grinned.

We sat there eating our food and talking about stupid and funny things for another ten minutes when I said 'Charlie, I cannot thank enough for this amazing date. I loved every bit of-' Out of the corner of my eye, I recognized a short-brown haired girl at a corner booth.

'Mo, Mo? Hey, Mo? You okay? What's wrong?' Charlie, being Charlie suddenly became worried.

'Charlie. Slowly turn your head around and look at the corner booth at the far left side of the restaurant, and tell me what you see.' I whispered quietly.

Charlie looked puzzled but swivelled around and looked at the back of the restaurant. He stared at the back for a while trying to figure out what I was talking about. When he finally noticed the corner booth, he froze and quickly turned his head around and looked at me with a wide-eyed expression.

'Isn't that... S-Stella, Mo?' Charlie whispered.

'That's what I thought to Charlie, but she's on a date Charlie! A freaking date! Surely she would've told me or Olivia about a date! I mean, isn't this the very first time we've ever heard about Stella being on a date?' I said slightly panicking.

'Mo, Mo. You gotta relax okay? Maybe Stella did tell Olivia, but she probably didn't tell you because whenever you hear about Olivia on a date with Wen, you go all out with the makeup, the clothes, and the hair tool things. She probably didn't want you knowing because Stella probably wanted to keep things simple' Charlie smiled.

I laughed about how right Charlie was, and how stupid I was for panicking about Stella on a date. 'You're right Charlie, I can imagine Stella getting annoyed with me with a curling iron.' I giggled.

'Come on, there's one more place I'd like to take you before you go home.' Charlie urged.

'I'll take a double chocolate chip fudge sundae please.' Charlie told the cashier woman politely. 'What about you Mo? What do you want? It's my treat.' We were at a place that sold frozen yogurt called Froyogo. (AU: This place doesn't exist! I only came up with it by using a frozen yogurt slogan I came up with—Fro-yo for on the go!)

I grinned at Charlie's politeness 'Hi, can I have a mango-vanilla swirl with kiwi please.'

'Gosh Mo, you're making me feel bad at ordering something super unhealthy compared to your kiwi-banana vanilla-strawberry crush.' Charlie joked.

'Charlie! Get it right! It's a mango-vanilla swirl with kiwi!'I giggled.

We sat down at one of the booths at the back and talked about random things. But I couldn't stop thinking about one thing that had been bugging me since we had left the Mexican restaurant where had dinner at.

'Charlie, can I ask you something?'

'Well for one thing Mo, you just asked me something' Charlie chuckled 'and second thing, don't tell me a secret, you know I suck at keeping secrets!'

I laughed 'No, Charlie. It's about Stella-'

'But Mo, I thought you said you were fine with Stella already.' Charlie interrupted.

'I am Charlie, but I noticed that Stella was wearing a Mesa High letterman jacket.' I confessed.

Charlie was confused at first when I first started speaking, but when I finally said 'Mesa High letterman jacket' he knew that there was something wrong.

'B-but, Stella said she hates jocks.' Charlie stuttered.

'I know that Charlie, but maybe it's a really nice jock?'

'Yeah, I don't think so Mo. Did you get to see his face though?'

'No, but I did see that he had blonde hair-'

'That's good then right? Only a couple of guys with blond hair have a letterman jacket, so that would make it easy.'

We sat there in silence, thinking about all the stupid jocks of in school.

Suddenly, Charlie looked at me with a look of triumph that changed into a look of worry and disappointment, his expression left as quickly as it got there. I grew impatient quickly because he didn't tell me his reason for his quick expression change.

'Well Charlie! What's on your mind?' I said loudly, but after a few seconds of questioning glances from customers and employees, I muttered 'Sorry.'

Charlie looked up and mumbled something so soft that he himself would probably not have heard.

'Charlie? What was that? I couldn't hear you.' I said.

Charlie uttered one single word 'Ray.'

'What about Ray, what does he have to-' It took me awhile to piece together what Charlie was saying.

'Ray? Out of all the jocks in our school, she picks Ray-fucking-Beech?'

'Goodnight Mo.' Charlie whispered to me when he dropped me off at our house.

'Goodnight Charlie. Tonight was the best date of my life.' I told Charlie with a smile. Charlie smiled back, probably proud that he finally beat Scott at something that they both had a chance in. He dipped his head and kissed me goodnight.

I walked inside, bracing myself for the complaints and shouting of my father.

'Monu! You better not have been with the stupid, arrogant boy!' my Baba yelled.

'Baba, Scott is neither stupid nor arrogant! And it wasn't Scott! It was Charlie!' I exclaimed.

His expression changed quickly into a very happy one, he looked like a 5 year old boy who had just been given ice cream. 'Charlie? Oh I like that boy, yes I do like him very much!' Baba said excitedly.

I blushed tremendously and mumbled 'Me too Baba, me too.'

I grabbed my phone out of my bag and began to text furiously.

ATTENTION! lemonade luvrs, EMERGENCY meeting at olivias tomz at 5 pm. DONT miss it.

-Mo

tnx 4 asking me b4 hving the mtng at my house. Lol just jking mo! Whats it about?

-Olivia

u just made me lose need4speed with my cuz. But ill meet tom at livs. :D

-Wen

mo? u gonna tell band about stells? try and not get angry kay? liv gets scared when u do. c u then :)

-Charlie

okay mo. y so imprtnt? i was sleeping.

-Scott

I didn't text Stella the same message I had given the others because this meeting was about her. I texted a different message to her saying:

hey stell-bells :) can u come over to livs tomz at 5:20. take ur time, we all know u have twin devils to take care of.

-Mo

I tried to act as carefree and normal as I could possibly could so Stella wouldn't get suspicious.

Tnx 4 wking me up mo-ster. now u've left me wid no choice but 2 do algebra. i'll come tomz. wats up? pls don't call me stell-bells XP

-Stella

It's about you! I wanted to scream. The meeting is about you and how you've been lying to your friends and keeping something so important behind our backs. Lies, that was all she did, lie to us. How many times has she been lying to us?

'She did WHAT?' the rest of my band shouted in my ear. Of course I was equally angry and upset, but the shouts and scream still made me cringe.

I had spilled the beans on Stella and her secret relationship that wasn't much of a secret anymore. I had told them the dinner Charlie and I had last night –which caused Olivia to 'aww' and for Wen and Scott to go 'eww, gross!' which made Charlie say a series of 'you're just jealous' comments–, from spotting Ray and Stella to the talk at Froyogo and to resisiting to scream at Stella when she lied about her text message.

Olivia went into full-on panic mode and sat on the bench and started talking to herself. Wen walked across the room to comfort her. I looked at the wall clock in the kitchen, 5:10 pm. Ten more minutes before Stella came–.

'Hey guys! What– Olivia? What's wrong? Are you okay?' Stella had arrived, walking into Olivia's backyard as if nothing was wrong in her life. But that was all about to change when five band mates were about to yell at her.

Surprisingly, Wen glared at her and said 'As if you don't know!'

Stella gave us all a quizzical look. 'Know about what?'

I tried so hard not to yell at her, but I just couldn't hold it in any longer.

'It's you Stella! We know about your relationship with Ray! Charlie and I saw you last night! We saw you with Ray and you weren't arguing with him! This time you actually seemed like you were enjoying his fucking presence!' I screamed at her.

I'm glad Olivia's gram wasn't here, she likes me and she does not want to know how angry I can get. And also, Olivia's gram doesn't appreciate the art of swearing.

'I-I don't–' Stella stuttered. Her cheeks were flushed with a vibrant pink color.

'Cut the crap, Stella! Don't you understand? He made all of our lives a living hell. He even made Scott's life miserable, even though Scott was his best friend!' I yelled.

I could tell she was trying so hard not to cry. She muttered something only she could hear.

'What?' I asked in my normal tone, I was trying to resist the temptation to slap her.

'I'll break up with h-him, I'll tell him it's over.' She stammered.

I looked at her –we all did, with faces filled with looks that we're saying 'Are you serious?' We never knew she would take it this far or even take it this far this quickly.

I gave her a simple nod and said 'Okay. Text him.'

With that, she knew that she had no choice but to text him. With five pairs of eyes staring at her trembling hands tap away at a keyboard, she proclaimed the official breakup with the guy who made our lives a living hell.

So? How was it? Please review! Also, the new and upcoming Lemonade Mouth fanfiction is about their kids! Can't say too much about it, but I've got the kid's descriptions set out... So i gotta go and eat now so...

Talk to you whenever,

Frankie.