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"He's obsessed with you. O-b-s-e-s-e-d. Obsessed." Fletcher argued once more, closing the room door behind him.
"You spelled obsessed wrong, Fletcher." She pointed out dully.
"That's not the point." He glared at the back of her blonde hair covered head.
Olive set down her binder on her desk and turned around to look at her boyfriend of 10 months. His face held the same expression it had held the whole walk to Olive's room. As much as Olive adored his adorable face the expression was getting on her nerves.
"I wouldn't say he's obsessed. Just a little fond of me." She defended Angus with a simple shrug of her shoulders.
"He passed 'a little fond' when he put a GPS tracker in your Zpad, Olive!" He exclaimed throwing his hands in the air with widened eyes, sitting down on her bed.
She let out a giggle at his claim. He was such a hypocrite. She sat down crossed legged across from him with a smile.
"If I remember correctly, and I do considering the size of my memory, you put a tracker in Chyna's school bag when we were still at Webster." She retorted.
He felt the blood rise to his face as she brought up a memory he'd rather not discuss. He lowered his head a bit in shame. Oh the things he did in his Chyna crazed days. But those days were over.
"I may or may not have done that. You have no proof! But that's over. I now have the best girlfriend in the whole world right in front of me." He grinned at her, placing quick kiss to her forehead.
His attempt on switching the spot light from him to her was the most humorous thing she had seen all day. She had to bite the insides of her cheeks to keep from laughing.
"Oh, Fletcher." She finished laughing and simpered, looking pleased with herself.
"Let's get back to the subject. Angus is obsessed with you, Olive. Man I should have brought a gavel." Fletcher concluded, his lips creating a straight line.
Olive reached behind her to the books that made up her bed frame and pulled out a miniature wooden gavel. She held it out to him but he just blinked at the object.
"Why do you have a mini gavel..?" He raised an eyebrow at the prodigy.
"When me and Chyna have arguments about something I like to close the argument with a gavel bang so it's official." She informed him.
He nodded and slowly mouthed an okay. She grinned as she put her gavel back where it belonged.
"He's obsessed with you." He repeated once more, grabbing her hand.
"Why does it matter? But I love you and only you, stupid." She rolled her eyes at the obvious.
Brown met blue as he searched her eyes. His eyes softened as he realized her eyes were only full of love. He pulled her into a hug and breathed in her captivating scent.
"You act like it's a bad thing that people have interest in me. After all I am za-zow. Every guy wants za-zow." She smirked and gestured to her body.
He rolled his eyes at her rise in ego. Typical Olive. Typical za-zow for that matter.
"He doesn't just have interest in you Olive, he's obsessed with you. I bet he has a computer shrine dedicated it you." Fletcher pointed out.
She rolled her eyes at his inability to let the matter go. He really needed to listen to Elsa and learn to let it go.
"I'm sure there are girls secretly obsessed with you, Fletcher. You don't see me worrying about it." She brought up.
He let out an incredulous gasp as the new thought was brought to his young mind.
"Don't even try, Quimby." She warned with narrow eyes.
He held his hands up in surrender.
"I won't. I promise." He nodded, his hair falling back into its normal place as his head shook.
She narrowed her eyes at him for a few seconds before nodding.
"Don't try me, Pumpernickel. Za-zow always gets the best revenge."
Honestly I didn't even know how to end this chapter. It's been a month since I've last updated and the reason is writers block. For a while I lost inspiration but I started reading your (the reviewers, yes you hello) stories which gave me the spark I needed to write this! Also, it's been over 2 years since I created this story. Woo!
XOXO, Kaity.