Hey guys!

Wow, it's been a really long time since I posted anything on here!

SO. I've got a couple of things to go through...

First of all, I currently have one chapter of my Danny Phantom fanfic (The Search for Tucker's Girlfriend) up, which was posted about...18 months ago...whoops. I'm so so sorry to anyone that's been waiting for another chapter, but I've just had zero motivation to continue it. Don't worry, I won't delete it - I'll definitey try to have a second chapter up soon!

Also, this story was going to be a one-shot, but it got pretty long so I think I'll split it up and make it multi-chapter.

I have a lot of ideas for one-shots with me at the moment (a lot of them A.N.T Farm, and all of them Folive, hehe ;) ) so hopefully I'll have a few stories up in the next few months.

In this particular story, the characters are all around seventeen, and to make it easier to write they're stil in the old A.N.T Farm in Webster High.

ENJOY! :D

He had no idea why, but one day, he found that he just simply couldn't take his eyes off her. She didn't dress any differently, her hair looked the same as it always did, and she spoke the same way that she did every single day.

But he just couldn't help but stare at her.

He had a weird feeling every time he did, as well. Well, it wasn't really a weird feeling, but a...nice feeling. A warm feeling that made him feel relaxed - like the feeling you get when you sit outside in the sun, and it's all peaceful and you just do nothing but breathe and the listen to the sounds of the trees and the wind. And every time she spoke, he strained his ears to listen because he wanted to hear every single word that came out of her mouth.

He had absolutely no clue as to why he felt this way, but he...he just did.

At lunchtime, he tried to shake himself out of it.

Come on, Fletcher, you're being ridiculous! He told himself. What are you doing, looking at your best friend like that? What is wrong with you?! It's just Olive!

But even when he said her name - even though it wasn't out loud - he got that feeling again. And her face came into his mind and he went into a dreamy, almost hypnotized state again. Most of his friends noticed this, as well. They didn't know what - or who - was causing it, but they could see the dreamy, distracted look in his eyes. Eventually, one of them had to ask him about it.

And, lucky for Fletcher, she just happened to be right there when they did.

They were walking home from school together like they usually did. All three of them - Chyna, Olive and Fletcher. Chyna's question was sudden, but it was fair - after all, Fletcher had barely said a word all day. All he'd done was stare at Olive (not that anyone had noticed that that was who he was staring at).

"Alright Fletcher, what is up with you?" was the first thing she said to break him out of his trance. He had again been staring at her - if he hadn't been so distracted, he would have thought about how surprising it was that neither of them had noticed yet.

"What do you mean?" he asked dumbly.

"You know what I mean. You've barely spoken all day; all you've been doing is sitting around with this dreamy look in your ey-"

Suddenly she gasped, grabbing Fletcher by the shoulders so that he was facing her. "You like someone!" she exclaimed.

"W-what? I-I do not!" he defended (or, tried to. He's pretty sure that she might have believed him if his voice didn't go a notch higher. Oops...)

"Yes you do! And you are going to tell us who!" she smirked, this time looking looking towards Olive who also chimed in.

"Yeah, come on Fletcher. I mean, if you really like this girl, you've got to at least tell us who she is so we can know if she's out of your league or not."

If he weren't panicking so much, Fletcher may have tried to come up with a comeback. Then again, it would be hard to come up with a comeback for the girl he liked when she was unknowingly talking about herself.

"I-I dont' know what you're talking about. I don't like anybody! Actually, I've been feeling a little sick today - that's probably why I haven't been concentrating - so maybe I should just head home right now. Cos, ya' know, I dont't wanna get you guys sick...see ya'!"

And then he ran for it.

He was lucky his house was only a block away, but he was still panitng and trying to catch his breath when he got through the front door of his house.

"Phew...that was close."

It had been about fifteen minutes since Fletcher ditched his two best friends on their walk home from school (he had to admit, he did feel bad about it, but he just couldn't tell them that he'd been drooling over Olive the whole day) when he heard a knock on the door.

Getting up off the couch to answer the door, he suspected it might be one of his parents home from work. But, of course, today was just not Fletcher's lucky day.

"Olive!" he exclaimed in surprise (and panic, of course).

"Alright, spit it out. Who is she?" she deadpanned.

...Wow that turned out shorter than I thought it would be split into two, but oh well :) Looks like you guys'll just have to wait for the next chapter...

But don't worry, I'll have it posted really soon! I'm thinking of adding a third chapter as well...

Anwyay, please review! :D