Fletcher POV
"Are you sure, Fletcher" Olive said. "Yes im positive. Watch: I throw my hands up in the air sometimes Sayin' ayo, gotta let go And i wanna celebrate and live my life Sayin' ayo, baby let's go" "Wow, Fletcher you sounded exactly like Chyna" "I know, and that is why I am scared to tell her." "Why don't you just like text her about another ant coming to Webster and their talent is music, then see how she reacts.".
ARtEste: Hey, chyna, wat r u doing
A-minor: Nothing, and Fletcher you really need to work on your grammar.
ARtEste: Hey it dsnt mater, k, we r txtng so anyway, theres a new ant comn 2 the ant farm.
A-minor: Really? What's his talent?
ARtEste: Music.
A-minor: COOL! Whats his name?
ARtEste: Fletcher Pumpernickel Quimby.
A-minor: YOU?
A/N: My First A.N.T. Farm FF. To check out my other story Go to GOOD LUCK CHARLIE and look for POSITIVE IS WHAT IT SAID