(Author's note: Hey! I know that this chapter may be fluffy but just a heads up, there may a chapter in the future where there will be some hearts being poured out. Maybe just Fletcher's maybe just Olive's. Or EVEN a different character...or characters. What I can tell you is, I won't be straight forward with this in any way. Straight forward is boring and unrealistic.)

(Fletcher impulsively walks down the empty halls and heads to Chyna and Olive's dorm.)

Fletcher: (Through the door.) Hey, ladies. It's me, can I come in for a bit, please?

Olive:(Through the door.) Fletcher?

Fletcher: (Through the door.) Yeah.

Olive: (Olive walks over to the door and opens it for Fletcher, she gives him a confused look as he stands in the doorway.) What are you doing here?

Fletcher: Angus came back.

Olive: (Her eyes grow huge.) Get inside. Hurry.

(Olive grabs Fletcher's arm and pulls him inside. She shuts the door as Fletcher sits down on the ground, against the wall, Olive sits on her bed.)

Chyna: Angus is after you now?

Fletcher: I don't know, he told me that Olive and I are safe from both him and Violet. I don't even know if I should believe that. (He sips his Blue Dragon.)

Olive: I had a similar conversation earlier today with Violet.

Fletcher: You did? She didn't hurt you, right?

Olive: (She smiles and sips her Blue Dragon.) No, stupid. She told me exactly what Angus told you.

Fletcher: Well, I'M not falling for it!

Olive: Neither am I! I'm just not going to waste my life by acting all suspicious!

Chyna: Olive's right Fletcher.

Olive: Of course, I'm right! Olive ain't wrong honey, mmmmhmmm. (Reference to the episode "secret agANT.")

Chyna: Hey! The point is, you both shouldn't have to throw your relationship away or waste your lives on suspicion out of fear of Violet and Angus. But don't fully let your guards down either. Okay?

(Olive and Fletcher look at each other and nod.)

Chyna: I'm going to go and see Trevor.

(She gives Fletcher a look and mouths "This is a cue. DO IT" which goes right over Olive's head. Chyna leaves the dorm. Olive and Fletcher look at each other and Fletcher gets up and sits next to Olive on her bed.)

Fletcher: Whether they mean it or not, they can't keep me away from you. (Fletcher looks at down at Olive's hand and grabs it. He skims his thumb over the top of her hand as holds her now warm hand.)

Olive: If Violet was to beat me down, it would still hurt less than seeing you with her. (Olive looks down at her hand locked with Fletcher's. She looks into his eyes and then looks back down at their hands. Fletcher continues to look at her as his warm voice continues.)

Fletcher: I won't be with her, I'll be with you. ("I'LL BE, BE HANGING ON TO EVERY WORD YOU SAY, IT'S MY WAY BACK DOWN. I'LL BE WAITING JUST TO REACH YOU EVERYDAY ON MY WAY BACK DOWN TO YOU.")

Olive: Sure took you a long time to notice ZAZOW.

Fletcher: (He smiles at Olive.) Who says I didn't? Even before you were with Dixon...or Graham for that matter, did you not notice how jealous I looked when Graham gave you a radish kiss? Or my face when I saw you in that dress the day you got together with Dixon? Of course you didn't.

Olive: I did but never saw why you looked at me like that all the time. You were always so oblivious to how jealous, hurt and angry I looked whenever you were gushing over Chyna. I didn't even know what I felt for you then but it still made me sick. Seeing you and Kennedy didn't have much effect on me until later, I developed a huge hatred for her and became meaner to you. I couldn't stand to be around you when you were with her, I had to catch you alone. I didn't sigh three times to get a brain teaser, I just wanted you to talk to me, I didn't go nuts trying to solve the brain teaser. I went nuts because I felt like I'd lost my mind, trying to figure out what I felt for you.

Fletcher: I tried to make myself love Chyna. She was a phase, I only...liked her. I didn't want to be with Kennedy, she made me pretend to be someone I wasn't and the one moment she was nice to me made me despise being with her a little less. Anyways, I better go back to my dorm. Maybe I'll talk to Angus or something.

(Olive lets go of Fletcher's hand and looks up at him, he is now standing.)

Olive: I'll see you later.

Fletcher: See you, Olive.