Hey guys this is a repost of Folive forever! By ANTfarmfanatic. I'm going to do a repost of Can't Not Love You as well so I can write chapters with my ideas in Can't Not Love You and before you ask yes I do have permission to report these story's.

Fletchers POV

My best friend and I were sitting down in her room having the greatest time... oh I wish she felt the

Same way about me as I do about her. Her hair was tied back in a high ponytail, streaming down like a river of gold. She never wears her hair like that, but it's just that today it was 95 degrees outside.

She has eyes that were a sparkly bright blue today-well, everyday really.

And her name is Olive Doyle.

And I love her.

Olive- 'so, anyways i was telling Chyna'-

Olive's mom- 'Olive!' Honey!'

Olive- 'Mom!' she yelled back, turning around 'I'm talking to Fletcher!'

I smiled as I realized how much Olive loves talking to me.

Me: i looked down at my feet. 'No its fine, you can see what she wants.' i looked back up, straight into her magical eyes

'I would hate it if I got you in trouble'

I couldn't help but notice that Olive blushed a tiny bit before she started walking into her mom's room

She is so amazing, i thought while staring admiringly at her while she walked away.

She is so beautiful. She is so wonderful. I can't live without her.

I snapped out of my dreamy thoughts. Then i got frustrated. Why doesn't she love me?

OLIVES POV

So I was just in my room talking to Fletcher when-

'Olive!'

Ugh. Moooommm! But I'm talking to Fletcher. Fletcher….. oh my god I wish he loved me. Fletcher…

'Honey!'

Me: Mom!' i yelled back, turning around 'I'm talking to Fletcher!'

Fletcher: 'no, its fine, you can see what she wants. I would hate it if i got you in trouble' he stared right into my eyes.

Oh. My. Gosh. Fletcher just did that?

I tried so hard to hide the blood rush rising to my cheeks before I walked away into my mom's room.

Fletcher, I'll be back in a minute. I'm going to miss every single precious second I have without you.

I entered my mom's room.

ME: What do you want mom?

FLETCHERS POV

Olive came back into the room, so I snapped out of my rush of thoughts.

Me: 'What did your mom need?

Wait, why does she look so ticked off? Olive almost never gets ticked off… shes just so compatible- my thoughts got cut off by Olives usually happy, but now agitated voice.

Olive: 'Gum. She wants gum.'

Me: 'Gum? Cant she get that herself.'

Olive: 'Well, she could, if the car wasn't in the shop, and if she didn't have a sprained ankle, and if she hadn't used it all.'

Me: 'Wait…'

Olive: 'Yeah. Well have to walk to the store. 15 blocks away. In this heat.'

Ugh… now I know why she's so ticked.

Me: 'Seriously? Ugh. Well I guess the sooner we get there the sooner we can come back into air conditioning.'

Olive: 'Yeah, I guess so.'

As you can see I changed the spelling and grammar when It was wrong so yeah you can review if you want to.