Disclaimer: I don't own ANT FARM
"Chyna," Olive asked
Chyna ignored her.
"Chyna can't you hear that I'm talking to you?"
"Yes and can't you tell I'm ignoring you," Chyna said.
Olive sighed. Ever since she became Miss Doyle Chyna was acting hateful.
"You cannot still be mad at me," Olive said.
Chyna ignored her.
"Come on. You're not being fair," Olive whined.
"Not being fair? You want to talk about not being fair? Let me tell you about not being fair. You stupidity made me miss a concert that I had tickets to for six weeks that I had been dying to go to because I laughed when Lexi said something that was funny. You say I'm being unfair?"
"What Lexi said was an insult to me," Olive pointed out.
"Well maybe she's right," Chyna snarled, "I mean you are like a freaken encyclopedia and I could forgive you for that but I cannot forgive you for acting hurtful towards me. I am your friend. I let you paint my room to match yours. A nodal of my liver is inside of you for crying out loud. When you acted hurtful towards me it was like you didn't care about me anymore."
At that Olive burst into tears.
"I'm so sorry Chyna," she said, "I'm a child that was thrown into the role of an adult."
"Okay," Chyna said, "I forgive you"
"Wait what?"
"You apologized. So I forgive you."