Fletcher's POV:

To be totally honest, I have no idea how she'll react when she finds out S.A. is me…

I just hope she won't be disappointed.

All I've ever wanted was to be with her, to be best friend, her bodyguard, her everything.

Yet, that may never happen.

But I have to. I won't be able to live with myself if I don't try.

Great, here she comes.

"Hey Fletcher!"

"Hey Chyna, what's up?"

"Not much, I still haven't found out who my secret admirer is yet though…"

You will soon.

"Awh, that's too bad. I hope you find your Prince soon."

"Me too."

"Well, what if I told that I know who he is…" I said, a grin forming on the sides of my lips

"Really? You do? You have to tell me! Please, please, please, please!"

"Sure, I'll tell you. Just follow me."

Chyna's POV:

He led me into the A.N.T. Farm, for a reason unapparent to me.

"If I tell you, do you promise not to hate me?" He said, getting red in the cheeks.

I loved his cheeks.

"Why would I be mad? You're like my best friend."

"Ok, but don't tell me I didn't say so,"

He took me to his one of his easels, a big white cloth covering it.

"Are you sure you want me to tell you?" He asked

Yes, anything for me to keep hearing your voice.

"Oh my gosh Fletcher just tell me!" I said, a little too excited

Fletcher uncovered the painting. It was the most beautiful painting I had ever seen.

"Wow," I said. Just wow.

It was a painting of a rose, being handed to a girl who looked sort of like me. Except, she was a lot prettier and she was dressed in all white.

There was a letter attached to the side of the canvas.

I opened it.

Turn around

I turned around. Fletcher stood just a foot away from me, a rose in his hand.

"Chyna Rosanne Parks, will you be my girlfriend?" He said, a little shaky, but with the sweetest voice I had ever heard.

"Fletcher…"

I didn't finish my sentence. I just walked right over to him, so our lips were just inches apart. But before I could kiss him, he kissed me.

Fletcher's POV:

I don't know what happened, something just took over me. I felt like I was in heaven, truly in heaven. I felt as if the world had been lifted off my shoulders and instead, Chyna Parks was put into my arms. I don't know how long we stood in each other's arms, but by the time we let go, we were both gasping for air.

I love Chyna, more than anything in the world. I don't ever want to let her go.

"So…" She said "Does this make your girlfriend now?"

"Yes," I said walking towards her. "Yes, yes it does."

I grabbed her by the waist, lifted her up into my arms, and we began kissing. Swaying to the music playing in our heads.

"I love you Fletcher Quimby," She said

"Forever and always"