A/N: Hey everyone! I love A.N.T Farm, and Folive! Go Folive! *does a funny dance* Anyway, I hope you enjoy the first chapter of Big City, Small A.N.T! If you don't like it at the beginning, I hope it gets better! Please, constructive critisism welcome! I want to know how I can improve! Thank youuu XD
Disclaimer: I'm not Dan Signer, and don't own A.N.T Farm.
Olive Doyle trudged into the A.N.T Farm that morning feeling slightly depressed. It was a Monday morning, a whole week of school loomed ahead, and then another weekend spent doing nothing but chores. Olive sat down on the large, comfortable sofa and took out her A.N.T Pad. She contented herself looking through The Brothers Grimm Book of Fairytales online until her two best friends arrived. Fletcher Quimby, whom she had been friends with since they were both 7, was an artistic genius. Her other best friend, Chyna Parks was a young 'musical prodigy' as she liked to be called. And of course, there was Angus Chestnut, the computer genius, but he was too infatuated with Olive to be considered a true best friend. Soon, Olive was brought out of her own little world that she often retreated to, and back into the real world. The A.N.T Farm was looking a lot more lively now that Chyna, Fletcher and a couple more A.N.T's had arrived. Olive took in her friends' outfits as she approached them. Fletcher was looking cute, as usual, in his purple skinny jeans, black converse and his graphic print t-shirt. Chyna just looked as beautiful as ever, like a swan in the middle of a flock of pigeons. Today, she wore a pair of denim shorts over leggings with red Doc Martens, a blue vest with a tie on it and a black blazer over the top. Olive looked down at her own outfit and felt relatively plain compared to her friend. Olive had opted for the outfit she found most comfortable, jeans, white plimsolls, a yellow t-shirt with a sun motif and a zip up hoodie over the top, not showy at all, just like Olive herself. Chyna smiled when Olive reached them, and embraced her friend.
"You look down today Olive, what's up?" Chyna asked, looking slightly concerned.
"Oh nothing, just the start of a new week with a whole 5 days left of school is enough to dampen anyone's spirits." Olive replied as the trio made their was to the lockers. Their first class was Art, so Olive grabbed her Art textbook from her locker and shoved it into her bag as Fletcher shared his opinion,
"I know what you mean. I think that we should have extensive holidays, forever!" Chyna nodded in agreement but Olive, on the other hand, had something to say about Fletcher's argument,
"But then none of us would be intellectual enough to get good jobs and set ourselves up for life. And what about fun things like History, and Trigonometry?" Olive argued back. Fletcher sighed,
"Olive, your idea of fun is everyone else's idea of boring."
"History's fun, right Chyna?" Olive asked, willing her to play along so we could mess with Fletcher. Chyna just looked away and sped up, as if she was in a hurry to get to somewhere, leaving Olive and Fletcher behind, somewhat bewildered at her departure. Fletcher and Olive arrived in Art a few moments after Chyna. Fletcher ran forward and hurdled a chair in order to get to the second last spare desk, which was beside Chyna, leaving Olive to sit in the empty seat beside Fletcher, on the other side of Angus.
"Hey, Olive. Checked your A.N.T Pad lately?" Angus asked intently as Olive sat down. Seeing as how their teacher, Ms Reece, hadn't arrived yet, Olive pulled out her A.N.T Pad and opened the new message from Angus. It was a spectacular clip of Angus carrying 'his' Olive bridal style. Olive rolled her eyes and Fletcher laughed as they read the message at the bottom-
Olive,
My dear, I, Angus Chestnut was wondering if you, Olive Doyle would care to marry me in a formal ceremony involving teddies and wine gums?
Love,
Your future husband, Angus XD
Olive looked up at Angus who was giving her his best puppy dog eyes, ignoring a hysterical Fletcher beside her.
"Angus, get this into your brain- I will never marry you.." Angus looked momentarily sad, then perked up.
"I'm sure you'll change your mind soon enough. Just remember, I'm always here!" Angus said, winking and smiling. Olive just stared for a moment,
"Angus, you see. I like someone else." Angus looked upset for a moment, then just turned his back on Olive.
FLETCHER'S POV
I started laughing when I saw the note on Olive's A.N.T Pad from Angus. Olive turned to face Angus,
"Angus, get this into your brain- I will never marry you." Olive said, trying to sound as solemn as you can when talking to Angus. Angus, however, looked pretty sad, which made me feel kinda sorry for him, but he then perked up, and all sympathy was gone.
"I'm sure you'll change your mind soon enough. Just remember, I'm always here!" Angus gave Olive a wink and a loved up smile, to which Olive responded with a stare.
"Angus, you see, I like someone else." Olive said, staring defiantly at Angus. Angus looked upset as he stared back into her bright eyes, then turned away in a huff. I felt my mouth drop open, and I stared, slack jawed at Olive. I turned my mind away from Olive's shock statement and tried to figure out who her secret crush could be. Ms Reece had entered the room but I had tuned out, leaving her to ramble on about some trip we were going on. Art was normally my favourite subject, but my mind was restless after what Olive had said. Keith was a possibility, but he was a 'big kid' and Paisley's boyfriend. There was Cameron, but he was Chyna's brother, and that would just be awkward. There was Angus, but she'd just blown him off. There were other A.N.T's like Nigel and Denny, but Nigel was with Chyna and Denny was only interested in robotics. That only left me. I had ruled out any possibility me liking Olive or Olive liking me a long time ago, but we were older now, and practically joined at the hip still! It was then that I realized why I had been so shocked earlier. I lo-
3rd PERSON POV
Fletcher was pulled out of his daydream by gasps from all of his classmates. He brought himself back into reality as Chyna shook his arm,
"We're really going to London!"
"What?"
"Were you not listening? We're starting a still life project incorporated with architecture and we're going to LONDON to draw some of the famous landmarks!" Chyna exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement. Fletcher smiled as he remembered a time when someone had been as excited over almost the same thing...
*flashback*
The blonde girl screamed in excitement and shook the brown haired boys arm,
"We're going to London, together!" The girl shouted, spontaneously hugging the boy. The brown haired boy laughed and hugged the girl back,
"We are going to have the best time. EVER."
*flashback over*
Fletcher snapped out of his dream to see Olive grinning at him. She'd obviously been thinking about the same thing- the time they went to London together when they were both 8. Their parents had been going on a business trip, and had decided to take the two young genius' down with them. The trip had been great, and both had vowed to visit again together when they were older. Olive smiled again, as Ms Reece began handing out letters about the trip, which would be happening next week. The students pushed their letters into their bags and made their way to a blank canvas. Olive was walking over to the canvases by the window, with Fletcher, when the 'mean girl' Lexi Reid stuck her designer clad foot out, deliberately tripping Olive up. Olive went flying, and would have ended up sprawled on the floor had Fletcher not caught her. Olive shot Fletcher a thankful smile as she turned to face Lexi.
"Oopsies, did lickle wickle Owive nearly fall? Aw, poor Owive!" Lexi teased, looking down on the younger students. Olive stared up at Lexi, anger bubbling inside her. The only thought flying around Olive's head at that moment was that she wasn't going to make it out of Art alive if she retaliated. Not the fact that Fletcher was trying to pull her away. Or that she was going to London next week. Or that she had nearly confessed her love fo-
Olive's thoughts were interrupted by Fletcher pulling on her arm.
"Olive! Come on!" he said, using all of his strength to yank Olive away from Lexi. Olive frowned at Lexi as she allowed Fletcher to pull her away. It was then, as she looked up into his big, blue eyes, she realized why she had been so annoyed by Angus' message earlier. She lo-
CHYNA'S POV
I was so excited about the London trip that I hadn't noticed Fletcher and Olive heading over to a group of canvases on the far side of the room. As I looked over at them, staring into each other's eyes, I realized that they were really close friends. They had been friends since they were like, 7 though, so that kinda helped. I just wished I could be that close to someone. I mean, yeah, I had Nigel, and Olive and Fletcher were my best friends, but I wanted I be really close to one individual. I sighed as I made my way over to my friends. I was going to have to wait a while to find my soul mate.
3rd PERSON POV
Chyna approached Olive and Fletcher, and took her place at a blank canvas on the other side of Olive.
"Now, class. Today we are making a start on still life. In front of each group of 3 canvases is a small paper mâché structure of a New York skyscraper. I want you all to paint the skyscraper, taking into account the colour, texture and shape. Try to make a good start today, and we'll finish it the week after our trip." Ms Reece said, handing out paintbrushes and paint palates to each group. Fletcher looked deadly serious as he grasped his brush in his left hand, mixing two colours to make a steely grey. Olive took the black paint and started to paint an outline for the building.
"Ugh, this looks terrible!" Olive moaned, setting her brush down on the shelf under the canvas. Fletcher looked over at Olive's work and stifled a laugh. It truly wasn't very good. Fletcher stepped behind Olive, put his hand on top of hers and guided the brush to make a smooth outline. Olive pushed down the blush creeping up to her cheeks as Fletcher shifted his grip slightly to finish the outline.
"There. A masterpiece!" Fletcher said, extravagantly throwing his arms in the air. Suddenly, a scream was heard from the other side of the room.
"Argh! My hair! You stupid A.N.T! You've ruined my hair!" Lexi shouted, black paint dripping down her face, coating her blonde locks. Fletcher's hands flew to his mouth and he turned, sheepishly towards a hysterical Chyna and a worried looking Olive.
FLETCHER's POV
I blushed as I placed my hand on top of Olive's to help her with her painting. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks and I tried, in vain, to push it back down so I could concentrate on Olive's painting. Once I had finished, I stood back and admired the thick, black line.
"There. A masterpiece!" I shouted, throwing my arms in the air. Unfortunately I was still holding the paintbrush and it flew through the air, until it landed right on Lexi's head.
"Argh! My hair! You stupid A.N.T! You've ruined my hair!" she screamed at me, hair covered in paint. I turned back to my friends, somewhat embarrassed and feeling guilty to see Chyna doubled over laughing and Olive giving me a pitiful look.
"Oopsies.."
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