Fletcher's POV -
I walked into the A.N.T Farm, shivering. I hope it isn't this cold on my birthday. I unwrapped my scarf, took off my hat and gloves, and threw my coat on the floor. I dragged myself over to the couch and dropped dead. Why do we have to come to school so early in the morning!?
I heard the door open, and in walked Olive. She stopped at the door, looked at my head and burst out laughing.
"What?" I moaned, wiping my forehead. She giggled some more.
"Your.. You, erm..." She laughed, "Your hair!" She handed me a mirror.
"Maybe Jedward is what I was going for," I grinned, and burst into hysterics with her.
"I highly doubt that somehow, Fletcher. Here, let me sort it out for you..."
She leaned over to me. I felt my cheeks getting warmer, even though it's freezing. Ever so slowly, she pushed my hair down, then looked deep into my eyes. I could feel her getting closer and closer.
"Nu. Nu nu nu." Chyna suddenly popped up right in front of our faces. How long had she been there?
"Chyna! How long have you been there?" Olive screamed. Read my mind, woman.
She shrugged. "I have no idea! But..." She gave me a goofy smile, turned to Olive, and back to me. "Guys...!"