So some of you guys have been asking for more Folive moments. But They are twelve so I'm not sure what would be too much for there age. Mostly it will be hadn holding, hugging, adoring looks, and kisses on the cheek (very few of those until I decide on if it is good to have it at their age or not), the basics.
The next day was Monday. Usually, Olive looked forward to going to school but on this particular early moring, she could barely will herself to crawl out from under the warm blankets. As she sat up and streched she looked at the clock. 6:43 stared back at her.
Olive walked slowly to the bathroom two doors down from her room. The blond twisted to doorknob and walked into the bathroom. After she peeled her pj's off her body semi-fastly, she jumped into the shower, letting warm droplets of water pelt her skin comfortingly. She stayed in there a while, obsorbing the hot water. Olive climbed out after a little more then 10 minutes went by. A knock sounded at the door just as she wrapped a towl around herself and started brushing her teeth. "Are you in there Olive?" Fletcher asked from the other side of the door. "Uh huh," Olive called with her tooth brush in her mouth.
She spit in the sink and held her toothbrush in her hand as she talked. "I'll be out in a minute." "Okay." After the short reply the sound of foot steps filled the air as she went back to brushing her teeth. After a few minutes went by she tapped her toothbrush against the sink, letting extra water get off it. "You can go now," Olive said as she opened the door and saw Fletcher sitting against the wall. "Finally," he grumbled annoyingly as he stood. Olive smacked his shoulder playfully as she made her way into her room.
She pulled her suitcase from under her bed and plopped it on top of the comforter. After she opened it Olive picked out a pair of white jeans and a sky blue blouse. She threw on her favorite black converse. Olive sprayed her hair with her favorite strawberry hairspray before she dragged a comb through it. The girl sighed as she stood and went downstairs.
The delightful smell of chocolate chip pancakes teased Olive's nose as she sat down at the table. Fletcher was already inhaling them when his mom handed the girl a plate with two on them. "Thanck fov," she said as she started to eat. The woman smiled at her as she wiped her hand on her apron. "You guys have 16 minutes to get to school," Mrs. Quimby said after the two twele-years olds finished their breakfast. "Okay," they said in unison as the two of them grabbed their backpacks that had been on the couch.
"Do you wanna meet up with Chyna?" Fletcher asked as they almost passed said girl's house as they walked down the sidewalk. "Sure," Olive answered as they went up to the door. Just as the two were about to knock, Chyna opened the door. She stepped back surprised. "Oh. Hey guys." Three trio started off down the sidewalk, talking about nonsense.
I know this chapter is really short but I didn't want to give away a big surprise that will be in the next chapter. Blame school that I'm not updating fast enough.
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