This is my first A.N.T Farm fanfic and I felt like this basicly wrote itself, which it did. Enjoy!
"Chyna, Chyna, the unthinkable has happened." Olive said, running up to her best friend, Chyna.
"What? Did you set your house on fire? Olive, I told you, don't try to create Frankinstine in your house." Chyna said.
"No. There's something I don't know about." Olive said, cringing at the thought of there being something she doesn't she doesn't know about.
"Really? What is it?" Chyna asked. Olive pulled her friend into a closet and turned on the light, locking the door.
"Whenever I'm around Fletcher, I get these, feelings." Olive said, pacing back and forth in the small closet.
"Like, what kind of feelings?" Chyna asked, adding like to the end of her statement because she was an 11 year old girl.
"My fingers get tingly and my heart pounds and I can't think straight! Chyna, I think I need to go to the doctor." Olive said.
"No. What you're feeling is normal. You like Fletcher, Olive! This is great! I could TOTALLY see you two as a couple." Chyna said, feeling better about this then she probally should.
"No, no, I CAN'T like Fletcher! Chyna, it's not logical." Olive said, racking her brain for anything she ever read about love.
"Yeah it is! You just have to tell Fletcher that you like him!" Chyna said.
"I'll tell him if I know for sure that he likes me back." Olive said.
"You can't know that for sure." Chyna said.
"Oh yeah? 'Cause I have a pretty good idea how YOU could know for sure." Olive said.
"How?" Chyna asked.
"You ask him." Olive said, pushing her friend out of the closet.
"Hey Fletcher." Chyna said.
"Hey Chyna. The sun's beautiful today." Fletcher said, aw-struck by his friend.
"Yeah. You know who else is beautiful?" Chyna asked.
"You." Fletcher said.
"What? No, Olive." Chyna said.
"Oh, I guess at some angles some people like her mom may say that she looks pretty." Fletcher said.
"Great! Then you'd have no problem asking her out on a date tonight!" Chyna said, patting him on the back and walking away.
"A date?" Fletcher called after her. Chyna chringed and turned around.
"Yeah. Listen, you can't tell anyone, but Olive loves you." Chyna said.
"Olive loves me?" Fletcher asked.
"Yes, so can you PLEASE ask her out on a date?" Chyna asked.
"Fine. For you, ONE DATE." Fletcher said, walking to find Olive.
Olive and Fletcher were in math when Fletcher passed her a note.
Olive, wanna go see a movie or something tonight?-Fletcher.
Olive almost squeled. She took out a pink pen and wrote a reply.
Sure! Let's go see that new horror film, The One's You Loved.-Olive.
Fletcher cringed at the idea of having to take Olive to a horror film, but he took it like a man and reminded himself that it was for Chyna. "For Chyna." He whispered.
"I had a great time on our date, Fletcher." Olive told Fetcher, as he was walking her home from the movies.
"You know, I can't belive I'm saying this but, me too." Fletcher said.
"Why can't you belive it?" Olive said, stopping in her tracks.
"Well, originally, Chyna put me up to this." Fletcher said.
"WHAT? I can't belive it." Olive said.
"But I actually had a good time with you tonight!" Fletcher said.
"Yeah right! I think this is a sign Fletcher. We're too young to date anyway." Olive said.
That was probally one of my longest oneshots ever! Please R & R all you Folive fans!
