I thought of this new story idea just before I went to sleep last night. I hope you like but I have no idea where it's going to go, I'm just going to start it and see what happens!

OLIVE'S POV:

"No." I said stubbornly.

"Oh come on, it'll be fun!" Fletcher begs me.

"Fletcher, you're not old enough to drive your Uncle's speedboat. It's not safe." I shake my head while making sure our supply teacher didn't see us talking across desks.

"I'm allowed to, I've asked. And anyway, I know how to drive it." He whispers.

"Well the law doesn't allow you." I roll my eyes and open my exercise book.

"Please Olive, you won't-"

"Would you like to share something with the class Fletcher?" The supply teacher questioned him. She looked like she been lying in the bath for way too long and her glasses were the size of Jupiter.

"Um no..." Fletcher mumbled.

"Well then, get on with your work." She replied sourly. Fletcher nodded and looked down at his book. As soon as the teacher looked around he mumbled something to me.

"We'll talk about it at lunch ok?" He leaned forward to whisper in my ear. I roll my eyes.

Fletcher has always been interested in fun and I think otherwise, what's more fun then filling your head with delicious facts? We were so different but that's why I kind of had a crush on him, he was so exotic to me, so different. I would never tell anyone this though, as far as most people know, Fletcher and I are best friends who always disagree. Should I go on his boat? Maybe it will be fun, I could bring a book just in case. Being a 15 year old, I should be a flirty adrenalin junkie but I find fact much more enticing than fiction.

Lunch came faster then expected, Fletcher and I were on our way to the canteen. Chyna was at home, sick so Fletcher was stuck to me like glue. Normally he's attached to Chyna. I'm not really the jealous person but Chyna is enough to make steam come from my ears.

"You thought about it?" Fletcher asks hopefully.

"If I say yes will you stop asking me about it?" I say sarcastically.

"Pleeeease, you need to have some fun." Fletcher puts his arm around my shoulders in a friendly begging way. My cheeks burn and I start to feel my body turn to jelly.

"Fine." I say as I shrug his arm off before I overheat.

"YES!" Fletcher shouts and throws his hands up in the air, everyone's eyes are on us. I hide my face in embarrassment.

FLETCHER'S POV:

My foot tapped rapidly against the pavement outside Z-Tech Prodigy School. I was waiting for Olive, she was taking ages. What if she didn't come? I had bugged her all day about coming on a boat ride with me. The truth is, I wanted some alone time with her and I thought a boat trip would be romantic enough. I know what you're thinking, yes I have a crush on Olive. Big deal. I was always too nervous to tell her. Some day I'll pluck up the courage and do it, maybe today? She makes me feel weak, everytime I look at her or hear an interesting factoid my heart beats a little faster. But as far as anyone knows, were just best friends who always disagree. Finally I see Olive appear from the school, she walked over.

"Ready?" I said excitedly.

"As ready as I'll ever be." She sighs.

We eventually reached the docks after 3 bus rides, the sun reflected off the water and made beautiful reflections that were paint worthy. Olive sat down on the docks, took her white pumps off and let her feet dip into the water. I smiled at one of the most beautiful views I've ever seen. I took out my camera from my rucksack and snapped a perfect picture of her and the flections of sunlight. I know exactly what I'm waiting when I get home.

"It's so calm here." She sighs as I sit cross legged next to her, her pumps in between us.

"Yeah it is." I say as a gentle breeze glides across our faces. Olive's golden hair floats in the air. "Come on, let's go to the boat." I stand up and offer my hand to her.

She smiles gracefully and takes hold of my hand. Her hand was fragile and small whereas mine were bigger, but our hands seemed to slot together perfectly like a jigsaw puzzle. She got to her feet and looked at our hands, I waited for her to say something, anything, anything about our hands or how she felt. Just anything.

"Your hands are sweaty." She said as she let go and picked up her pumps, she started to walk down the docks to the speedboat.

I stood there and took a deep breath. Great. Thanks Olive. Well what do I expect, it's one sided feelings.

OLIVE'S POV:

The boat was surprising first class, it was blue, red and white with 'Quimby' painted in gold letters on the left side. It had about four seats but no life jackets, this made me uncomfortable. We left the docks and sped on into the blue ocean. The air smelt fresh. I never knew that oceans made me relaxed and calm. Perhaps I wasn't just a nerdy brainy girl. As soon as we were far out and could no longer see the docks, Fletcher stopped the boat and we just floated there. I looked into the still water and could see reefs and many pebbles. The serenity surrounded us as we sat next to each other admiring the sea.

"Told you it'd be fun." Fletcher playfully nudged me.

"Honestly, you're such a kid." I laughed.

"I'm glad you enjoy it." He said sweetly studying my face.

"Well so am I." I say while nodding my head.

"Then we better keep going!" Fletcher laughed and began to drive the boat further away from shore.

An hour or so passed without us realising how far we went out. We didn't even notice the black clouds brewing the further away we got. They were swirling around like a plug hole in a sink.

"Um Fletch? Look..." I point to the looming storm clouds.

"M-maybe we should go back..." His voice trails off as he stares.

"You think so?" I sarcastically say in a shaky voice.

He starts to turn the boat round but was interrupted by a bright flash of lightening. After that booming thunder followed. All of a sudden rain started to pour and soak us. It all happened so quickly we didn't have time to think. Waves furried and crashed up and down and into the Quimby boat. Fletcher tried to keep his balance as he came over to me. I was sat huddled in the corner of the boat, the safest place to be right now. Fletcher put his arm around me, I cuddled into him and hid my face in his shoulder. This what not happening.

FLETCHER'S POV:

I'm not going to lie, I'm terrified. But Olive was clearly ten times more terrified than me. As she cuddled into me I hugged her tight and closed my eyes. If we died today it would be my fault. I shouldn't of bought us out this far. Olive deserved to live, it was like I had personally murdered her. I silently cursed myself over and over while the boat rocked aggressively.

"Olive! I'm sorry!" I shouted over the pounding rain, clapping thunder and ferocious waves. "There's something I need to tell you! I really like y-"

Before I could say anything more a wave tipped the boat upside down. I heard Olive's ear piercing scream and I tried to hold her tightly. What had I done. All I saw was black.

I woke up, coughing up sea water. I sat up and tried to breath, my eyes still closed. I was still soaked through. I squinted as I opened my eyes, I saw the gleam of sunlight. What? I put my hand by my side and felt wet sand. My eyes opened fully now and I appeared to be on a beach, I turned around and looked behind me, there was a line of condensed jungle-like trees. Where the hell was I? I stood up and looked around, then my eyes widened.

"Olive." I whispered to myself.

I ran across the shore shouting for her. Where is she? Is she alive? I need to find her.

I didn't know how to end it. Please review. Should I carry this on? I'm not sure, anyway I hope you like it. Let me know if you want me to continue! Thanks.

candyflossblue xx