Because I've gotten some really nice reviews I amping up another fanfic because this pairing is not another oneshot a story (like with chapters)
NOTE: this has nothing to do with my other Folive fanfic…just sayin.
ENJOY MY BEAUTIES. Also this takes place during the A.N.T's 3rd year in the program. So they are old enough to be in 8th grade, but they're not. Around 13 and 14 years old, you guys get it. THANKS FOR THE REVIEWSS

"In pairs of two, you will have to compose a piece of music," Mr. Beans announced coming into the music room," Each pair's requirements will be a simple 10 measure piece with a list of rhythms I will be assigning,"
"Ugh," Fletcher groaned, "I hate this," He slumped back in his seat.
"What?" Chyna pouted, "I think it would be a great opportunity for me to get a little more practice on creating pieces.
"Yeah," I grumbled miserably, "for you,"
"I don't even know what a treble clef is," Fletcher threw his hands in the air.
"Oh that's easy," Chyna said, "It's the clef that woodwinds with the exception of piano and-"
"Chyna," I interrupted, "I really don't want to know,"
She scoffed, "Well, fine, I'll just pair up with Angus. Rather him than either of you unenthusiastic people,"
"Guess that makes us partners," Fletcher sighed.
"Ugh, I'll try not to vomit," I teased.
"How about I just swing by your house after school?" He asked as soon as the bell rang dismissing last period.
"Uh—Fletcher—I don't think that's a good idea," But before I could say anything else, he was already gone.
"Oh great,"

Fletcher's POV

I lived close by Olive; I've known her ever since pre-school when we were dubbed gifted. I was walking to her house when I tripped over myself.
"What the—" I looked down.
There were handprints in the concrete, they looked no more bigger than a elementary kid's. Two pairs. I could barely make out the letter. An "O" and a "F". I was instantly hit with a memory I completely forgot about.

"You kids need to get off this sidewalk, we're doing some construction," A big guy with a hard-hat walked up to us.
"You don't have to tell me what to do," She poked at the guy.
He chuckled, "You're cute; remind me of my own young one,"
"C'mon Olive," I sighed pulling her away.
We went back a couple hours later when the workers went out for lunch.
"Let's make handprints!" Olive suggested.
I widened my eyes, "B-but that's like, against the rules right?"
"Calm down, we'll do it in the corner, they'll never find it," She said excitedly.

I smiled.

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