Chapter 2: Planning
After school that day, Olive and Chyna were just relaxing at Chyna's place. Chyna was strumming her guitar which was placed on her lap while Olive read through a random book she found.
"Chyna?"
"Yes?"
"Do you think Fletcher is sort of cute?"
Chyna stopped strumming for a while, looking thoughtful. "Um, how come?"
Olive shrugged, "Do you?"
"I guess he is a bit cute," she admitted quietly.
"A bit?"
Chyna sat her guitar down, making sure it was leaning against her bed. Then she looked at Olive curiously. "I'm asking again, how come?"
"Weeell," Olive said, tilting her head to the side. "How did it go with the essay?" She asked, avoiding Chyna's question.
A smile appeared on Chynas face. "It went good! We finished it in the free period, I owe him one."
"Oh," Olive said. She didn't know he was good in history.
"You didn't answer my last question," Chyna said as she looked at Olive.
"What?" Olive asked, playing dumb.
"Olive, do you like Fletcher?" Chyna asked, frowning a bit.
"FOR THE HUNDRETH TIME TODAY, NO!" Olive cried, making Chyna jump a little.
"I mean, I like him, but not like-like him, if you get what I mean," Olive explained. "He's been my friend for ages now and if I liked him in that way, I would realize it a long time ago and not just now. And besides, I like to 'torture' him," Olive nodded, pleased with her answer.
Chyna smiled at Olive. "By the way, what did you mean with 'the hundredth time today?' Did someone else ask you the same question?"
"Angus asked if I were jealous of your little 'study date,'" Olive smirked. "You know how Angus is."
"It was not a study date!" Chyna quickly said, turning a bit red.
"Hah! Your blushing!" Olive said, standing up on the bed. "Something you haven't told me yet?"
"You know I don't hide things from you, and I'm not blushing!" Chyna said, grabbing a pillow.
"Take a look in the mirror," Olive said, causing Chyna to throw the pillow at her face.
"Hey!" Olive cried, grabbing another pillow and threw it at her.
Soon both of them were having a pillow fight, with pillows flying in different directions. They didn't hear someone knocking at the door, not until the person opened the door and took a step in.
"Guys?" Fletcher asked. "Is this a war z- ompf!" A pillow hitting Fletcher on the face prevented him to finish his sentence. "What was that pillow filled with? Rocks?" Fletcher cried.
"Actually I put rocks in it," Olive said.
Fletcher and Chyna looked weirdly at her. "Just kidding guys, geez," Olive said, straightening her hair.
"So, what's up Fletch?" Chyna asked, plumping down on her bed next to Olive.
A smile came across his face as he took up his 'masterpiece' from his large bag. Olive remembered it from earlier that day, but she didn't get the opportunity to see it. But she had an idea about what it could be a painting of; his very own muse, Chyna. Olive would never understand her for not even noticing one ofall the paintings Fletcher already had drawn of her, or sculptures he had made of her. Chyna seemed a bit oblivious when it came to these things.
Fletcher held up the canvas which he had painted a beautiful sunset scene on a beach on. The sky had a various shades of yellow, orange and purple, and on the edge he had painted a palm. As Olive remembered it was the first non-Chyna drawing she had seen for a while.
"It's beautiful," Chyna said, meaning it.
"It's good," Olive said.
"Thanks," Fletcher said with a smile. "It's not anything I should change, is it?"
"Maybe you could use a bigger canvas?" Olive suggested, just to tease him.
"Ain't gonna happen," Fletcher laughed, "If not you are painting it for me."
"Forget it, my brother draws better than me," Olive said. "Are you entering a contest or something?"
"Yeah, this Saturday. Do you think I could compete with this painting?" Fletcher asked.
"It's good, really," Olive said.
"Thanks," Fletcher smiled and put the canvas back in the bag. "Anyway, I'm hungry. Are you guys joining me to the pizza place?"
"Pizza!" Olive said with wide eyes as she jumped up. "I wanna!"
Chyna yawned, not showing any interest to go. "I would like to, but I really need to catch up some sleep." Chyna looked a little sorry as she locked eyes with Fletcher.
"It's okay," Fletcher said, sounding disappointed.
"So," Olive said as she awkwardly stood next to Fletcher. "Let's go then?"
"See you at school," Chyna smiled as she laid down on her bed.
"Bye," Olive and Fletcher said in unison as they closed the door after them. They skipped down the stairs and walked out of the house. It was a sunny day in September, a little warmer than it usual is in September.
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They arrived at their favorite pizza place shortly after they left Chyna's house. It was a small place and luckily for Olive not very busy. It was nothing she hated more than big crowds.
"Hey guys!" Fletcher and Olive both turned around after the sound. It was Angus, sitting on a table with a large pizza in front of him. He waved at them with one hand, holding a pizza slice on the other one.
"Great, he already bought pizza," Olive said happily as she made her way to him. "You mind if I take a slice?" Olive asked as she took a slice before Angus could answer.
"Of course not," Angus said smiling at her.
"Great, I'm starving," Fletcher said as he was about to take a slice too. But before he could, Angus slapped his hand.
"I don't share my food," he said.
"But Olive took?" Fletcher said dumbfoundedly.
"I only share my food with people named Olive," Angus said, taking a bite of his pizza.
"So if I changed my name to olive-"
"Just order your damn pizza!" Angus yelled.
Fletcher raised his hands up in defense. "Okay, okay I'm going to." And with that he left to order, after he glared at both Angus and Olive.
"You didn't have to be that harsh," Olive laughed.
"Nah, that was a bit unnecessary ," he agreed. 'But now I have some time alone with Olive,' Angus thought to himself as he slightly raised a brow.
"Any suggestions to get Chyna and Fletcher together?" Olive asked, snapping him out of his thoughts.
"Um, no," Angus admitted. "I thought you had with that brilliant brain of yours."
"I have an idea," Olive said as she took another bite of her pizza slice. "But I'm not sure."
"What is it?"
"We could go to the movies, all four."
"And how does that help?" Angus asked confused.
"Trust me, I have this idea in mind," Olive said as a smile formed on her face. "But it also includes us to, ugh I can't even say it," Olive shuddered.
"What?" Angus asked with a puzzled look on his face. "I don't understand?"
"Forget it, I'll tell you tomorrow," Olive said as she noticed Fletcher was on his way to their table.
"What's up?" He asked as he placed his small pizza on the table.
"Nothing!" Angus and Olive said in unison, both wearing big smiles on their faces.
Fletcher raised an brow at them as he took a slice of his pizza. "I don't get you."
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The next day was a nice Thursday morning. The birds were flying around, the sun was shining and everything seemed peaceful. Until...
"HI LOCKER NEIGHBOR!" Olive loudly greeted Cameron, Chyna's older brother and locker neighbor.
"I DIDN'T EAT YOUR PUDDING!" Cameron cried, protecting his face.
"What?" Olive asked, puzzled.
"Oh, I thought you was Chyna," Cameron said, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Speaking of Chyna, I need you to do me a favor." Olive said.
"Favor? " Cameron asked. "Okay make it quick, I don't want anyone to catch me speaking to an ant."
Olive rolled her eyes. "Ask Chyna if she's busy tomorrow afternoon."
"Kay," Cameron said as he slammed his locker door shut. Then he scanned the crow looking after his little sister. He noticed a kid looking like her and made his way to the kid. "Hey Chyna, are you busy tomorrow afternoon?"
Chyna turned around to face him. "Tomorrow? No, how come?"
"I don't know, Olive asked me to ask you that," Cameron shrugged.
"Well that's very helpful..."
"Guys!" Olive said walking up to the two. "Did Cameron tell you that we are going to see the movies tomorrow? "
"No, he just asked if I was busy tomorrow afternoon," Chyna said as she looked over at Cameron.
He raised his hands up in defense. "Olive just told me to ask you if you were busy, she could just ask you herself. Anyway, I have to get going before anyone catches me talking to you ants."
"Chyna, Cameron ate you pudding," Olive smirked.
"You WHAT?" Chyna said, clenching her fist.
"I gotta get going," Cameron said as he ran into the crowd. Chyna was about to run after him, but Olive stopped her. "Your free, right?"
"Yea, I am."
"Great, You are joining me, Fletcher and Angus to the movies," Olive decided.
"Why?"
"It will be fun," Olive smiled.
"Okay, I'll be there," Chyna said, sounding a little unsure.
Hmmm, not good at all xD Hopefully the next chapter will be better
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