Olive's POV

The cold air blew in the terrace of the Z-Tech. I pull in my pink jacket closer to me to keep warm. I was really BORED! Chyna is busy writing a new song and Dixon was in a mission somewhere. For the first time, he was able to keep it a secret. Fletcher was in another attempt of breaking up with Kennedy. I when to the snack bar and got an organic orange juice. i sat down in one of the tables. I was trying to think of some things I could do when my Z-Phone started ringing. I look at the caller ID, Fletcher. I sighed and thought, 'Well, at least its something to do.' I answered.

Me: Hello

Fletcher: Hey Olive! Watchcha doin'?

Me: Nomthing much. Why? Do you need help with Kennedy?

Fletcher: Yeah!... wait, how did you know?!

Me: You go in an attempt of breaking up with Kennedy and then call your smartest friend? What do you expect, idiot?

Fletcher: Shut up! You're also my annoyingest friend.

Me: Fletch, annoyingest isn't a word.

Fletcher: Whatever but can you meet me in my room?

Me: *Sigh* Fine! Bye.

Fletcher: Bye Liv!

Wait! LIV? Where did that come from? It was a nickname he gave me when we were 1 because he couldn't say Olive. As we grew up, we decided to forget about the nicknames and NEVER tell anyone about it. This is new! I grabbed my juice and called the roomavator.


Hey yall'! this is my first fanfic so if you guys have any tips or ideas about the story, just review it to me! I promise this will be a VERY cute story! LuvRaisa! 3 XOXO!