Whoa were already in chapter 9 thanks for all the support! Especially AnnaLisaR5 on twitter thank you so much. And yes I will write an Auslly story! :)

Chapter: Nine

Chyna's Plan II

Fletcher got to the fifth floor of the San Francisco University, by elevator. He checked for room four.

"Here we go." Fletcher said to himself as he slowly opened the door. Sitting on the bed was a girl Fletcher's age. "Um I think I have the wrong room. I'm supposed to be in number four..." Fletcher said looking at his student lanyard. The girl smiled. "This is number four. The guy must of got it wrong what's your last name?" She asked. "Uh, Quimby."

"Mine's Quincy." She grinned. "He must of looked at my last name since it looks a lot like yours!" Fletcher gave her a week smile. "Uh yeah... That's cool..."

"Why don't you sit down and we can get to know each other better?" She patted the space where Fletcher could sit. "Um... No thank you. I think I'll just find my real room..." Fletcher awkwardly backed out of the room. The girl scrunched her face. She was disappointed, and really thought she could of had a chance with a hot guy like Fletcher.

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Chyna was in her bedroom looking through a box of old papers. She was trying to find a number. An old one. Olive's in fact. "Here it is." Chyna said holding up a pink slip of paper. It read:

My best friend Olive Doyle's number

Chyna gave a deep breath. "Its been years since I've called this number" She told herself.

Beep boop beep boop was the sound her old flip phone made when she pressed the buttons. Chyna had that phone for years and her dad wouldn't let her get a new one.

Ring! Ring!

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