A/N: This story was requested anonymously through Tumblr. When I read the request I instantly fell in love with the idea and had many ideas on what to write. However because this is a request it may not be my best writing. I don't know how many chapters this will end up being but I have so many ideas.
Quote: To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.
Fletcher and Olive had been best friends since the sandbox days and since then, they were dependant on each other. While growing up they had stuck by each other's side. There were many secrets shared between the two of them and many memories left for only them to remember. They were the best of friends who had the friendship all the boys and girls were jealous of and they were that couple who kept their teachers secretly betting on when they would end up together. But lately, all this was changing. There was a new member to the duo and without knowing so, she was slowly tearing the two best friends apart.
Olive called Fletcher at his house for the second time that day. They had made plans to hang out at Olive's house but Fletcher never showed up. After the third ring, Fletcher's mom picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hi Mrs. Quimby" Olive said politely. "Is Fletcher there?"
"No, he went over to Chyna's. You can call him on his cell."
Olive should have guessed. That was the second time in a week Fletcher had ditched her for Chyna and now she was angry.
"Okay, thank you" Olive hung up without a word more. She quickly dialled Fletchers number ready to hear one hell of an explanation.
On the fourth ring there was an answer, but it wasn't a voice it was the laughter coming from two people.
"Hello?" Olive questioned. "Fletcher?"
The laughing stopped and someone cleared their throat. "Oh hey Olive," came the voice of Fletcher.
"Hey," Olive was surprisingly calm. "What are you up to?"
"I'm at Chyna's" he answered simply. "She needed help with an art history project and I volunteered to help."
Olive sighed. Of course he did. Ever since Chyna started the A.N.T Program Fletcher took every opportunity to be close to her. And in the process he had ignored Olive more and more.
"Did you forget we were supposed to hang out today?"
"Oh Olive I'm so sorry, I completely forgot" Fletcher said. Olive could tell by the tone of his voice that he truly forgot. "I'm sorry, Chyna called this morning and-"
"I get it" Olive cut him off. "A better offer came along. You'd rather hang out with Chyna then me."
"No, Olive, it's not like that."
"Then tell me what it is like." Olive was now angry. "This is the second time this week that you have ditched me for Chyna and I am fed up."
"Olive, no-"
"You know what, just forget it. I'll talk to you later Fletcher." Olive hung up. She turned off her phone and threw it across her room where it landed safely on her couch.
Olive and Fletcher had had their arguments in the past and they teased each other on a continuous basis but never in the twelve years had they known each other, had they ever got into a real fight. But it seemed like ever since Fletcher and Olive started hanging out with Chyna, they had slowly grown very little patience with each other.
Olive couldn't blame this on Chyna. She didn't know much about their past. When they were around Chyna, Fletcher and Olive acted much differently than when they were alone. When they were alone, they had fun. They knew so much about each other it was easy to be themselves; it was natural. But lately, things were changing and Olive didn't like it.
A/N: The next chapter is almost finished and so far, I think it is really good. But the date it is uploaded will be depending on how many reviews this chapter gets. Thanks for reading so far!