Hahaha I finally got another chapter up. Sorry for everyone who has been waiting. I seriously don't even know what is happening in the story, but I'll probably figure it out. xD
Yeah. This chapter is for .Proud on the A.N.T. Farm wikia! It's only short because I need to go see Warm Bodies like now, so yeah. Tee hee, hope ya don't hate it ;)

Olive's P.O.V.

"Tell him you like him," She said. "We're going to make you look fabulous," She said. "And then Fletcher will have to like you back," She said. Chyna sure said a lot of bunk things that led me to the lookout over the lake, crying. I'm not mad at her, but at the fact that I thought that Fletcher might have actually had real feelings for me; I guess I was wrong. I guess when he almost kissed me he was just caught up in the moment, or he pictured me as Chyna.

I used Chyna's sweater sleeve to wipe the stream of tears falling from my eyes. This whole outfit was a waste. It didn't help Fletcher like me, it didn't do anything. I unzipped the sweater, and threw it to the ground. I then started to wipe the make-up off my face with my hands. I bet I looked like a complete fool, just like I felt.

"Olive? Where did you go?" A girlish voice yelled through the trees.

Chyna appeared before me, looking very concerned.

"Hey now, Olive, it'll be okay," She mumbled as she came close to me and held me in a friendly embrace. I cried endlessly, feeling pathetic and stupid. After about a million years, I stopped crying and stepped back. I guess it was time to go back to camp and face he who shall not be named.

"Hey, Olive," Chyna said, "Just to let you know when Fletcher said he still liked me, the feelings were and will never be mutual."

She smiled at me, and I gave her a half-smile in reply.

At least one of my friends still cares about my feelings.

Angus's P.O.V.

I don't know what the deal is with Quimby all of a sudden. Why would he even want to help Olive? I thought they hated each other? Their love/hate relationship was always beneficial for me, since I am indeed in love with Olive. She will be mine, and once I figure a way to get Violet to be nice to her, she will run into my arms and we will live happily ever after.

As I arrived at my tent, I walked inside and grabbed my A.N.T. pad. If there is one thing I'm good at, it's definitely technology. I typed my passcode and effortlessly hacked into the military base in California. Things were about to get really interesting for Violet.

Fletcher's P.O.V.

My life sucks. It sucks. I really hope that Angus is working on a plan to get Violet to stop trying to hurt Olive. That girl is just insane.

Violet walked up with a smile on her face.

"Good job, Fletchy."

"Don't call me that."

"Well, well," She smirked, "Someone's being a tad mean to the girl he's going to date."

I scoffed. Even if I was afraid of her, I wasn't going to let her think she could scare me.

"That was not in our agreement."

Violet came closer to me and poked me in the arm, playfully.

"Don't you remember you broke the agreement? But if you kiss me now and date me, I'll leave your precious Olive alone, forever. Just think about it."

And as quick as she came, she left.

Why that little-

"Oy, Fletcher. I may have just found the solution to all our problems," Angus said with a large grin on his face, his A.N.T. Pad showing something very shocking.