How did Lemonade Mouth get its name?

Answer 1

Charlie and the Mudslide Crush guys get in a fight! Stella then spits Lemonade in their face. When The Mudslides are telling Principal Brennigan about it he calls Stella "Lemonade Mouth". That's how they got their name!

-Wen (Keyboardist)
"Olivia Whitehead. That's your name, right?" Ray asked. The way he said it, it didn't sound like a question.

Patty Norris poked the cartoon decal on Olivia's backpack. "God I just adore your bag. Where did you get it? It's so retro glam. That's what you're going for isn't it?"

I could practically see Olivia disappear into herself. Like a turtle retreating into her shell. Her face went blank and she stared at the floor.

Patty Keane reached out and stroked the back of Olivia's head. "And girl, how do you get these lovely locks to hang this way? I think the dead fish look is so in, don't you?"

Olivia didn't move.

Ray came in closer. "Word has it you're in that new freshman band. You're the singer, right? Well well. Why don't you belt one out for us right now?"

"Oh yes please do," Patty Keane said.

All this happened so fast that until then I wasn't sure what to do but now I started in their direction, pushing my way through a crush of kids heading to class.

Mo was already a couple steps ahead of me. "What's going on here Ray?"

He didn't seem especially bothered to see us coming. "Oh look who it is. Our very own bass-playing Benedict Arnold."

Mo walked right up to them. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Olivia?" I asked. "You OK?"

Patty Norris frowned like we were the ones causing the problem. "Relax. We were only talking about shampoo. It's not our fault that your girlfriend here doesn't want to hang out with us."

"Maybe she thinks we're not good enough for her." Ray pointed to the can in Patty Norris's hand. "Swig?"

"Certainly." Patty handed it over.

Olivia's face was so flushed that the acne across her forehead stood out like a neon relief map.

That's when I noticed Stella watching us from the end of the corridor, her book bag slung across her shoulder and a paper lemonade cup in her hand. Ray looked like he might lash out at Olivia or Mo at any second, so before I thought better of it I blurted out the first thing that popped into my head.

"You'd better leave her alone."

Ray's lip curled. "What was that Buffalo Boy? A threat? And if we don't who's going to make us?" He put the can to his mouth. Patty snickered again.

I'm no runt or anything, but Ray was probably the biggest kid at school. So what could I do? But all of a sudden I was tired of watching these guys act like they were better than everyone else. I couldn't see Olivia's face anymore but I could hear her breathing in short rapid breaths that pulsed like a heartbeat.

"Me," I said trying to sound confident. "I guess I'll have to be the one to make you."

With his free hand Ray grabbed my collar and yanked me toward him. He laughed right in my face. A few droplets of soda sprayed onto my nose. Then he let go of me and shoved me back against the wall. "Sorry man" he said wiping his mouth and still chuckling. "I just couldn't help it you're so funny."

"What's the matter with you Ray!" Mo shouted. "You're acting like a complete creep! Were you the one who left that mobile thing for us downstairs? Wait until Scott finds out about this!"

"Look," I said "let's try and be reasonable. We can talk this through."

"Don't bother," said a calm voice right behind me. "This is just oppression plain and simple. You can't reason with people like these." Stella. She'd walked up when I hadn't noticed. When I turned she was setting her book bag on the floor. She took a long sip of her drink and eyed Ray and the Patties coolly.

Ray sneered. "Well if it isn't the ringleader of the freaks. How are you Stella?"

But Stella didn't say another word. She pushed past Mo and me and then planted herself directly between Ray and Olivia. She flashed Ray a grin.

Mo and I exchanged glances.

And that's when it happened. While everyone watched, Stella stood on her toes and blew a giant mouthful of lemonade slush all over Ray's face. My heart nearly stopped. Patty and Patty's jaws dropped. Ray put his arm up to block the spray but it was too late. Yellow goo dripped from his nose and ears and his skin was shiny with it. He cursed and looked ready to take swing at Stella.

But I'm sure you remember what happened next, Mr. Levesque, because that's when you rushed over from the main corridor. I remember how your face was all red. "What exactly is going on here?"

"Nothing," Ray said, wiping his face on his sleeve. "We were just trying to purchase a soda when these freshmen came over and started threatening us. The next thing we knew, Lemonade Mouth over there let loose!"

Patty looked ready to explode. "She ought to be locked up!"

I took in the scene: Ray looking every bit the victim with his wet face and hair and a dark stain forming on the top of his shirt, and Stella still holding the lemonade with a satisfied grin. Suddenly I had new respect for this strange, fearless girl.

That's when the bell rang.

Everything ended quickly after that. Sure, Stella ended up getting another detention, but even at the time she said it was no big price to pay. I hear she didn't even put up a fight about it. Later, of course, everybody knew it'd been worth it.

After all, word got around about what happened.

And and long last, our band finally had a name.