I'm back! So, I wasn't originally gonna update, but my sister gave me a HILARIOUS prompt for this story, so I decided to write it!
Review timeeee!
DragonEmperor999: Haha, I'm the master of evil cliffhangers! That's sweet! Thanks for the review!
Purpledolpin05: XD! Calm down, you find out now! Bree: Oh yeah, offset Oliver's all mine. Skylar: I beg to differ! And Tracy! Get off me! XD! Oh trust me, more cute Folly (cough, and Carvie, cough) is coming your way! Now catch Lou, I think she's about to pass out. (I'm thinking of making Lou Evie's editor-in-chief.) Go away Caitlin! XD! Thanks for the review!
TeamTLKandBaltoCrew: Thanks! I hope I make this evening ten times better, too! XD! Well, now you have answers! I thought the reasoning behind Skylar hating Oliver in my video wasn't totally sensible, so I changed it to her just being jealous. Yeah, I miss Sebree. :P. Oh yeah, Skylar's that and so much more. XD! Oh yeah, I'm stopping by your place to hide from her. Skylar's starting World War 3 with Bree right now. MAYYYBE that moment was. ;)! A snuggle is perfect. XD! Well, the cliffie's over now! Thanks for the review!
The Dreamer With A Passion: I knooow. Cliffies are hard, but it's over now! You're probably right. ;)! Aww, that's so sweet of you! Well, I try really hard as a writer for readers like you! Yeah, if homework didn't exist, I'd write and edit every day. :P. Thanks for the kind review!
BeautifulSupernova: I know, stupid cliffies! At least you'll know what happens next in this chapter! Yeah, the POVs were pretty important to me, making sure they translated exactly what the character's thoughts were on either side. Thanks for the review!
PurpleNicole531: Thanks! I do, too! XD! Yeah, it's unfortunate, but maybe Skylar will learn to forgive him. ;)! Oh yeah, I just HAD to add Bree, she really was the finishing touch for that scene. :)! Gotta love that Sebree! We'll have to see, Skylar better not do anything brash! Thanks for the review!
Whoa guys, so many reviews, you're all too sweet! Enjoy!
"Molly?!" called a voice from the door. "What's going-"
Before Skylar could finish, Molly hollered. "Nothing!"
Fletcher, terrified, dive-bombed behind Molly's bed and hid as the door swung open.
"What did I tell you about staying up late?" snapped Skylar.
"I said I'd be home at twelve! You dragged me home early," snapped Molly.
"Don't change the topic," quipped Skylar, and Molly just rolled her eyes. "It sounded like you were talking to someone. What's going on in here?!"
So that's what this was all about. Molly sighed, despite Skylar's stellar grades and teacher's-pet attitude, make no mistake, Skylar was a sly dog. "I was listening to music…you know, the kind where people speak in between."
"Uh-huh…" murmured Skylar, unconvinced.
Skylar immediately marched around the bed, accidentally stepping on Fletcher's finger. Fletcher yelped, before quickly silencing himself, but it was too late.
"What was that?!" screamed Skylar.
Molly face-palmed, and rounded the bed beside Skylar, blocking her view of Fletcher while kicking him in the leg. "Probably just an old doll."
Skylar rolled her eyes. "Molly, what have I told you about donating useless junk? And keeping your room clean!"
Molly sighed. "Maybe it's not useless. Maybe you're wrong," From what Fletcher was hearing, Molly had a deeper meaning behind those words.
Skylar narrowed her eyes, but Molly forced herself to keep a steady gaze. "Fine!" snapped Skylar, whisking out of Molly's room.
When Skylar was out of ear-shot, Molly released a relived breath of air, before yanking Fletcher out from under the bed. She embraced him, but then suddenly start slapping him. "You. Gave. Me. A. HEART ATTACK!"
"I don't know if I should be happy or offended!" yelped Fletcher, before her words dawned on him. "Wait…you were worried about me?"
Molly blushed. "Maaaaybe…"
Fletcher smiled, and the two were caught in another longing gaze. Suddenly, Molly broke off the moment by yelling. "I think I hear Skylar coming!"
"AHH!" screamed Fletcher, diving out the window and taking a long plunge into the neighbor's rose bushes.
"At least the thorns broke my fall…" whimpered Fletcher.
Molly just laughed. "Smooooth."
Fletcher sighed. "Never trust an Eastman…"
Molly grinned, and shook her head. Kind of hot, though, he isn't too phased by the thorns…Molly immediately cut off the thought. What the heck was she thinking?!
Molly shook off the steamy, awkward feeling and closed her window, giving Fletcher a chance to scream in pain without Molly hearing. Molly sighed, and mopped the sweat off her brow. That was close.
Maybe a little too close…
The next day:
Skylar dragged Molly to school, never letting go of her sister's wrist. Some people laughed and pointed when they saw Skylar holding her hand to school, and Molly hid her face feeling like a baby.
In front of the school, Skylar looked Molly seriously in the eye. "My science teacher is assigning partners for a science project this week. I'm going to be busy, so I trust you with these three rules."
Molly gulped, as Skylar spoke each. "If Fletcher talks to you, he's DEAD. If he comes near you, he's DEAD. If he looks at you, he's-"
"Dead?" asked Molly.
Skylar smiled. "Very good!"
"Ha ha…funny…" whimpered Molly.
Skylar gave her a confused look. "I didn't tell you I was joking, did I?"
"Uh…"
Later:
Skylar took a seat in Mrs. Agnes Ramirez's science class. Mr. Perkins was the science teacher for the lowers grades, Mrs. Ramirez was in charge of the upper grades. Mrs. Ramirez was a really old, but understanding, woman who always seemed to have a glitter of youth in her kind eyes.
Oliver sat down, too, as far from Skylar as possible. The two shot daggers at each other as the class began to fill up.
From left to right, starting from the back of the room going to the front, was: Austin Moon, Tyler James, Stephanie and Stephanie, Rachel Diaz, Marissa (KC Undercover) (the populars always liked to sit in the back and chat), then Skylar, Skylar's friend Mikayla Makoola, Nikki Ortiz, KC's sister, Zoey, Jackson, Josh Matthews, Doug and his girlfriend Lola (AKA Lucia), Maddie Rooney, Ally Dawson, Trish De La Rosa, Austin's brother, Brady and his girlfriend Mack, Kayla Morgan, Will Cloud, Evie Queen and her 'friend' Carlos, the other 'king' Brady (what a geek), Josh Willcox, Chase Davenport, Gabby, and finally Oliver, glaring at Skylar from across the room.
Interrupting Skylar's 'staring contest' with Oliver, Mrs. Ramirez entered the room. "Hello everyone!"
"Hello Mrs. Ramirez," everyone chorused in the same dull tone.
"As you know, today is the day I assign partners for the big science project!"
A series of groans could be heard throughout the class, except from Gabby and Chase. Skylar hated Chase, too, for his affiliation with Bree (what? All girls do that).
"Why can't we decide our own partners, like always?" whined Mikayla, "I want to do the project with Skylar!"
"This is an important project, and I don't want you getting sidetracked," said Mrs. Ramirez.
"But why can't I partner with Skylar?" she continued.
Mrs. Ramirez thought for a moment, then said. "Because you like guys."
"What?!"
"Nothing dear, forget I said anything," purred Mrs. Ramirez, a very accepting person of all love lives-err, partners. "You see, I have a reason for choosing the people I do, and I'll explain…one day…"
Mrs. Ramirez began to partner up the students, and no one saw the pattern she was using for her decisions. "Austin, you're with Ally. Brady, you're with Mack. Chase, you're with Gabby. Tyler, you're with Nikki. Zoey, you're with Jackson. Mikayla, you're with Brady. Maddie, you're with Josh…"
Skylar waited patiently, wondering why she wasn't called first. With a last name like 'Eastman', she was often one of the first people to choose partners.
After Mrs. Ramirez listed off almost everyone, and Skylar was beginning to think she'd been forgotten, Mrs. Ramirez said. "Skylar, you're with…Oliver!"
Oliver woke up from where he'd been sleeping in class, just in time to shout 'WHAT?!' simultaneously with Skylar. Noticing they'd yelped at the same time, the two glared at each other and then quickly looked away.
"I think you'd work well together," Mrs. Ramirez replied, calmly.
"But she's a control freak!" screamed Oliver.
"And he's lazy!" shouted Skylar.
"That's enough!" yelled Mrs. Ramirez. "I'm the teacher, and you will respect my decision!"
The two hung their heads, murmuring. "Sorry Mrs. Ramirez…"
"No 'sorries'," said Mrs. Ramirez. "I want you two in the center of the class, where I can keep an eye on you."
Some of the teens snickered as Skylar let her head thunk against the desk, a sigh escaping her lips. Oliver placed a hand to his forehead, slowly shaking his head back and forth.
In a short time…
Skylar held two beakers up to the fluorescent lights of the science lab, and prepared to mix the two. She was interrupted, however, when Oliver juggled three beakers, lost control of one, causing it to fly at Skylar and shatter one of her beakers, the content spilling out on her head.
"OLIVER!" she screamed, grabbing a paper towel and wiping her dripping forehead. "You're lucky this wasn't toxic!"
"Am I?" teased Oliver, earning him a slap from Skylar.
Skylar huffed, and sat down at her seat, scanning the room for a distraction. Her mouth dropped open when she saw Chase and Gabby, who had already completed the week-or-longer science project. Those two were going to cure cancer one day…
Her eyes continued to wander until they landed on her best friend, Mikayla. Brady was telling her a joke, or so it appeared. Brady was much less popular than Mikayla, so Mikayla feigned annoyance, turning her head away so he wouldn't see her biting her lip, suppressing the giggles.
Skylar groaned in disgust, before turning her head to the infamous Evie Queen.
Carlos, who was her partner, joyfully held up a smoking beaker and announced. "We have chemistry!"
Evie blushed cherry red. "W-We do?!"
"Well, technically it's science, but chemistry sounds cooler," said Carlos, sitting down to record some data.
"O-Oh…" murmured Evie, disappointedly. "Yay…"
Skylar buried her head in her arms, wondering if she was in science class or a Romcom.
"Skylar, no time for sleeping on the job!" snapped Oliver.
"Oh, as if you care!" snarled Skylar, snatching two beakers and preparing to mix them.
Oliver raised his eyebrow calmly. "That won't work."
"What won't work?!" hissed Skylar, losing her patience.
"That mix," Oliver said, shrugging as though he couldn't care less. "It'll blow up in your face. Literally."
"Oh, what do you know?!" growled Skylar, as she poured one into the other.
"SKYLAR!" screamed Oliver, suddenly lunging at her. He grabbed the beakers and lobbed them at the science lab's sink, right as a large explosion could be heard. A black cloud of dust billowed from the sink, immediately killing the flowers on a nearby teacher's desk.
To Oliver's surprised, Skylar didn't thank him, or hug him, or shout 'you're my hero!', but back-hand slapped him across the face. "Why did you do that?! I had a handle on everything!"
"I saved you! Who knows what would've happened if you inhaled that gas?"
"I can handle myself!" snapped Skylar.
Oliver turned away, fuming. Save her, why don't ya? Is it too much to expect a 'thanks'!?
Skylar turned away from Oliver, though even she had a hard time masking her shock. Not just that Oliver had actually helped her (well, he probably would've gotten in trouble if he didn't) but also knew the formula was faulty.
Was it possible he was smarter than everyone gave him credit for? Was it possible his goofy behavior was an act, perhaps to help fit in?
Skylar paused. No. Never! A guy like Oliver was just thickheaded, and probably only helped Skylar so that he wouldn't have to do the project by himself while she was at the infirmary.
Meanwhile, while all this was happening a teacher from the adjacent classroom, Mrs. Bertha Macklon, entered to get some papers from Mrs. Agnes Ramirez.
"What's going on here, Aggie?" the old woman asked.
"I just put the groups together for the big science project," said Agnes.
"Oh, did you arrange them the same as last year?" asked Bertha.
"And the year before that," chuckled Agnes.
"You paired up the people you-" started Bertha.
"SHIP," Agnes and Bertha finished together, before bursting into laughter.
Agnes gestured to Skylar and Oliver. "Those two argue like an old married couple, but I still ship it!"
"We are probably the only two old ladies who say 'ship'," said Bertha.
"That's why the teens love us," sighed Agnes.
"Well, I should be going," said Bertha.
"Wait, before you go…" started Agnes, before gesturing to Evie and Carlos. "Friend or future husband?"
"Oh, definitely future husband."
Meanwhile…
Molly entered the cafeteria, seeking Fletcher. Just thinking about him gave her an odd, tingly sensation she'd never had with the other boys she'd flirted with.
Molly didn't need to look around long, because in a short time Fletcher appeared beside her. "Hey Molly!"
"Hi Fletcher!" Molly said, cheerfully trying to hide her blush.
"D-do you have lunch today? I was worried."
Molly smiled. "That's really sweet of you, Fletcher, but I remembered today."
"Oh, well, I got us something from the cafeteria line," said Fletcher, proudly holding up a carton of milk and two straws.
Molly chuckled. "That's only one carton."
Fletcher blushed, and began to tease. "Well, I guess we'll have to make do with-"
"FLETCHER!" thundered Jordan, from across the cafeteria. Molly jumped in fear. Being around Jordan always made her afraid for her life. "GET OVER HERE!"
"Uh…coming Jordan!" Fletcher called back. He then turned to Molly, and said. "Well, she's in a mood."
Molly smiled. "I'll go with you," Molly then proceeded to take Fletcher's free hand, and led him over to his usual table.
"Oh no you don't," snapped Jordan, when Fletcher and Molly arrived. Jordan shoved Molly back, fire in her eyes. Molly cowered under Jordan's intense glare, as Jordan snarled. "Where were you last night?! You and your little boyfriend here just disappeared and left us to deal with the cops!"
"It was pretty scary…" Kate whimpered, softly.
"You don't think I was embarrassed, too?" snapped Molly, trying not to sound scared. It wasn't working.
"Oh, embarrassed to be seen with us?" yelled Jordan.
"Now Jordan, you know that's not what she-" began Fletcher, before Jordan cut him off.
"No, you listen to me," snapped Jordan. "First you decide to listen to Little Miss Perfect, then you put us in a situation where some of us," she gestured to Leo, May, and Gabby, "could've gotten hurt, and then right when the cops show up, you bolt. It seems like you're putting Molly before us!"
Molly's face turned beet red as Fletcher stuttered, trying to form an excuse for his double-standard. "Well, I-I, um…you know…it was just-"
"Jordan, calm down," said May, softly.
"Yeah, why're you acting all nutso?" asked Maya. "No one's mad at Fletch. We all know why he left with Molly."
"Nothing happened!" exclaimed Fletcher, as the table-currently packed with the whole entire gang-laughed.
"We get it, Fletcher," Olive said in a calm, mostly uncaring voice.
"Yeah, I'd give up any of you guys for Cyd," Kaz said, coolly, earning a chuckle from the group.
"Wait, w-what are you implying?" asked Fletcher. Molly sighed, Fletcher was too naive sometimes.
"My boy Fletcher has a girlfriend!" Gabe sang.
Fletcher covered his face, realizing what they were teasing him about. "This can't be happening…"
"Oh, but it is," said Maya.
"Grow up, guys," said Molly. "I thought we were past the age where dating was funny…n-not that we're dating or anything!"
The more flustered the two got, the more the group laughed. "Hey, you walked out on us," said Garrett. "That earns us…I'd say…fifteen minutes of teasing you?"
"Consider it your fifteen minutes of fame," snickered Jenny. "A minute for every hour you spent together!"
"I didn't stay with her all night!" defended Fletcher, before immediately blushing profusely, realizing what he'd just said. This only caused his friends to laugh more.
"I…can't…breath!" Leo chocked out, through giggles.
Molly turned to Fletcher, and exchanged frustrated glances. Both were bright red, and looked annoyed. However, after a minute of staring, Molly chuckled softly. "You're kind of cute when you're annoyed."
Fletcher somehow managed to blush even harder. "We must look ridiculous."
Molly just shook her head, covering her mouth with her hand. "Let's just eat lunch," Molly took Fletcher's hand, and they sat down together, continuing their 'staring contest.'
"If you two don't blink, your eyes are going to dry out," muttered Jordan, after noticing how long they'd been gazing into each other's eyes. "Fletcher, eyes on me. Molly, by all means, let me gouge your eyes out."
Molly broke Fletcher's gaze to make a shocked, and horrified, look in Jordan's direction.
"Ah, calm down," said Maya, putting a hand on Jordan's shoulder.
"It's cute!" said Gabby, "Like Romeo and Juliette."
"Need I remind you, we're not together?" asked Fletcher, frustrated.
"Suuuuure," everyone said, at once.
"Guys, red alert," Kaz suddenly whispered.
"Skylar's coming our way!" screeched Kate, hiding behind Dump Truck in a panic.
Molly was almost glad her sis showed up to break up the incredibly embarrassing moment. Almost.
"Should I get my blow-torch?" asked Andie.
"Uh…that won't be necessary," said Molly, picking her stuff up and heading to another table.
"MOLLY!" screamed Skylar, causing everyone in the cafeteria to turn towards Skylar. Molly covered her head, trying to wonder if hiding in a nearby trash can would make the situation better or worse.
"Y-yes Sky?" whimpered Molly.
"Just got out of science, wanted to stop by," Skylar said, in her usual bossy tone. "Just wanted to say, right after school I'm going to the library with Oliver, you're coming."
Molly huffed, annoyed her sister wasn't giving her a choice. Heck, Molly could drive, but Skylar still owned her. Suddenly, Molly perked up. Wait, did she just say…
"You and Oliver?" asked Molly, in shock. "Without a tornado, or a war?"
Skylar rolled her eyes. "Yes, Molly, keep up. I got assigned to him for the big science project, and we need books to figure out how to make a volcano. We went with volcano after a little…incident in the lab." Skylar shot Oliver a vehement glare, for he apparently followed her.
Oliver smirked. "Always a pleasure working with you, Sky," he said, sarcastically. "It's an even bigger pleasure, though, to dump chemicals on you."
"So that explains the smell…" murmured Molly, as Skylar turned her glare to Molly.
Oliver then went over and got Fletcher. "You're coming, too. I don't want anyone to think I'm going on a date with that she-beast."
Molly and Fletcher exchanged horrified looks. They would be in a library, together, with their siblings. Despite denying any romantic feelings, both knew this wouldn't end well.
"Good luck, Fletcher," muttered Gabe. "You're gonna need it."
Ta-da! And just like that, you're all psyched for the next chapter! XD! What do you think of Gabe's little comment at the end? Those Good Luck Charlie feels, though! XD! Well, poor Molly and Fletcher had to confront the others, and their embarrassment was SO MUCH FUN to write! XD! Did anyone catch my two OCs? I'll give you a hint, they're from The Man Who Can't Be Moved…okay, I'll just say it, a bunch of people said the thought Bertha and Agnes are really old fangirls (cough, me in sixty years, cough) so I decided to add them in. XD! Thought it'd be funny, and it matched my sister's prompt. The prompt was basically 'We hate each other but apparently our teachers ship us and OH MY GOD if you don't stop talking I'll tackle you and cuddle you to death.' Or something like that. So, what do you think? Did I match the prompt well? Did you like the Folly, and Skoliver-type-stuff? And who's relieved that Skylar didn't catch them in the beginning? Don't worry, that's not happening…yet. XD! They still deny their love, hilarious. Well, bye for now! Hope you enjoyed!