Hey people, I'm finally back! I'm in Florida for science camp dying of heat stroke. XD! JK, maybe. I've got nothing else to say beside that, so…review time! XD!
DragonEmperor999: Okay? Thanks for the review!
The Dreamer With A Passion: Hooray! I'm glad you think so! XD! That's a good thing, one could only imagine what Skylar would do if she caught them. They're learning to accept it…;)! Yeah, I agree, I'd be mad, too. Haha, same here! XD! Thanks for the review!
Angeline S: They are! I really love those two! XD! Thanks for the review!
TeamTLKandBaltoCrew: I KNEW I WOULD! XD! I agree, thorns over fists! I know, gotta love Bertha and Agnes. They're the best teachers ever! Evie: Haha…we were probably just leftovers…XD! We all wish Skylar would've kissed him. Yup, the group has figured it out, but, I mean, how long could they REALLY hide the Fol-love. (See what I did there?) Oh trust me, Jordan's got plenty of tricks up her sleeve. I wrote that part with you in mind! XD! Thanks for the review!
Purpledolpin05: Yes, poor Fletcher. Fletcher: OW! Don't blame me! XD! Well, you're about to find out more about Skylar's neighbor, I guarantee you're going to like it. ;) I knew you'd like all those ships, they make our fangirl hearts swell! I definitely want to be just like Bertha and Agnes too, GOALS! Who knows, they could be related to Lou, XD! We'll see…;)! Oliver: Roman/Oliver land?! We need to stop this! XD! Yeah, I loved that prompt. I thought Gabby/Chase was an interesting idea I could experiment with. Thanks for the review!
Jaleftwich: Well, I'm glad about that! XD! That'd be pretty funny, but Molly's definitely not ready to stand up to her sister. I agree, Gabe's great! Thanks for the review!
iluvninjagoTNSBFWgirl: That's great! Unfortunately no, this story isn't about magic/time travel/that sort of thing, but you'l definitely see more BFW people soon! Thanks for the review!
XD! Thanks for all the reviews guys, I don't even know why you stick around, I update so infrequently. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
Molly sat in her room, applying makeup. She was going to be meeting Fletcher and Oliver at the library, and wanted to look her very best…for whatever reason.
"Hurry up! Quit hogging the bathroom!" screamed Skylar, banging on the door.
"Just trying to look gorgeous," teased Molly, earning a groan from Skylar.
"Well, you should've started 'looking gorgeous' and hour ago, now you're just wasting time!" Skylar sighed, and continued. "Look, I know being around the Quimby's is going to drive you crazy. I go mad just from being in a class with Oliver. But you have to come out!"
Molly sighed. Skylar's definition of a Quimby driving her crazy was much different than Molly's, but of course Molly couldn't tell her that.
Molly rested her chin on her hand and smiled, thinking of Fletcher, wondering if it was possible she was being driven crazy-in-love.
Meanwhile…
A certain blue-haired diva raced into the newspaper office of the school, panting for breath. "Assemble, everyone!" shouted Evie.
"What is it, your royal highness?" asked a dark haired girl, sarcastically.
Evie narrowed her eyes at the girl. "I'll tell everyone when they get here, Tara."
Tara Crossley, a moody, disrespectful editor, was no fan of Evie's. She saw Evie as 'eccentric' and 'nosy'. While some of these statements were true, unlike everyone else who tried to be kind, Tara was like Jordan in the way that she didn't even bother hiding her opinion. However, Tara was an excellent writer who wrote the most in-detail, gripping stories of any of the team, so Evie had to keep her around.
"Reporting for duty, Evie!" announced Lou (BUNK'd), comically. "What is it? Any new, juicy relationships?"
Like Evie, Lou had become just as much a romance-obsessed fangirl after bringing together two classmates, Emma and Xander. She had joined the newspaper staff and she and Evie had quickly become best friends.
Tara rolled her eyes. "You know you don't need to do that, right? She's no better than anyone else in this school."
"What is with your attitude?" snapped Evie, getting frustrated.
"Oh, so I'm a "lesser" for valuing peoples' privacy?" challenged Tara. "Stop acting like the ruler you never will be, Ms. Queen…and by the way, you should really take off that tiara. It makes you look like a freaking four-year-old."
Evie opened her mouth, either to object or to fire back, but Carlos quickly jumped between them. "Ladies, ladies! Chill out! If Mr. Ambrose sees you arguing, he's going to write the newspapers himself. Don't you remember that?"
Both girls shuddered, remembering the time before students had been selected to be editors, back when the newspaper was written by Mr. Ambrose and was filled with teacher-propaganda and outdated-eighties jokes. Once students ran the newspaper, Mr. Ambrose was left to only write the comic strip, the only thing he did well. The nightmarish thought of him making the whole paper was enough to make them shut up.
However much Evie despised Tara's attitude, and Tara despised Evie in general, the two would never quit. They loved writing too much.
"Fiiiine," groaned Evie, pretending to be disappointed. "Well, as long as you're all here now, there's no reason to waste any more time." Evie shot a blaming glare at Tara, which Tara ignored as she folded her arms.
"Lou was right, the news is about a new ship!" Evie announced. Evie grabbed Lou's hand and started jumping up and down, squealing. Everyone chuckled except Tara. "Line up, folks, I have a lot to say!"
"Just a minute," said Lou. "DOY! Get in here!"
A tiny boy ran in from the back room, and smiled up at the teenagers. "Hello, Miss. Evie!" he yipped, cheerfully.
Lou's cousin, Ben, was leaving for a travel-Tourney match, and he had taken his little brother, Spin, with him. This left Lou to take care of Ben's other brother, Doy, for a week.
Immediately the group assembled in line facing Evie, Tara at the front. In order, Evie was the head of the photography club, and ultimately editor in chief (the main editor being Mr. Ambrose, of course) of the school newspaper. The club was small, so everyone partook in multiple jobs. Next, Tara was an article writer-and-arranger, along with publishing some of her own short stories. Then Carlos, the one who actually photographed the scenes Evie pointed out. Evie often told him to photograph beautiful things (romance) and he often came back with a camera full of pictures of her. Must've been holding the camera the wrong direction? Also, there was Lou, who added captions to images and went out to take interviews with students and local businesses. Finally, there was Doy. Doy, despite his young age, was working to be an intern and answered the school's 'help' column. Hey, those desperate teenagers didn't want to-or need to-know they were requesting assistance from a six-year-old. Surprisingly, the little boy had something to say, and often did so very well.
Yup, that team of five misfits was what made the newspaper the 'hot topic' it was at the school.
"Okay," said Evie. "Now that Doy's here, it's time to tell you about our new project!"
"*Cough*, Subject, *Cough*!" coughed Tara.
Evie rolled her eyes. "The lucky soon-to-be's are…Molly and Fletcher!"
Lou spit out her water. "What?! Skylar will kill us if her sister is in the newspaper!"
"Well, 'Molly' won't be in the newspaper. Neither will 'Fletcher'. 'Folly' will be in the newspaper!" sang Evie, with delight.
"You'd be willing to risk us getting our butts kicked by a black belt for your amusement?" asked Tara. "Huh."
"That's mean!" cried Doy. "Miss Evie just wants to bring people together!"
"That's right, Doy," said Evie, beaming.
"Well…I've seen the two, they certainly have chemistry," relented Lou.
"Yes!" cheered Evie.
"Whatever you want, Evie, I'll do it!" added Carlos, enthusiastically.
"Fine, whatever," grumbled Tara.
"That's the spirit! Sort of!" exclaimed Evie.
"So, where do we start?" asked Lou.
"Well…I was thinking…" started Evie, dramatically.
"Get to the point!" snapped Tara.
"Fine! Doy, you live next door to the Eastman's, right?"
"Yes, ma'am!" said Doy.
"Is there any place you can hide to-"
"Spy?" interjected Tara.
"Watch them?" finished Evie, with a scowl.
"Yup!" cried Doy. "My mommy plants her rose bushes right by their house! I can hide there!"
Doy's mom, Mrs. Belle, was well known for her exquisite rose bushes, the best in the town. However, she had been complaining lately that some of them had been squashed by some boy at night…
"That's perfect!" squealed Evie. "But don't get pricked by a thorn, we have no insurance."
"Wait, I just remembered something!" added Lou. "Word on the street is Skylar and Oliver are meeting at the library with Fletcher and Molly!"
"That's great!" cried Evie. "Let's make a plan! Doy, Lou, Tara-"
"I'm staying out of this!" announced Tara.
"Doy and Lou," Evie corrected. "You continue writing the rest of the paper."
"Wait, what?!" asked Tara.
"What?" asked Evie, faking innocence. "You said you were staying out of this. I guess that means you can go take pictures of tomorrow's school lunch…sigh…" Evie batted her eyelashes and faked a tear. Tara huffed and stormed out of the room, with her camera, as Evie waved and mouthed 'buh-bye' sarcastically.
"Where was I?" asked Evie, once Tara had grudgingly left. "Oh right! Carlos, you're coming with me to the library! You don't mind spending all afternoon with me, do you?"
"A-all afternoon with you?" stuttered Carlos. "Of course not! I'd be honored! I mean…uh…I'd love to…err…"
"Great!" cheered Evie. "Maybe we can get dinner afterwards?"
"It's a date!"
"I guess it is…" murmured Evie, blushing profusely.
Lou and Doy exchanged a look, before mouthing 'ship'.
Later…
"Come on, Molly," groaned Skylar, dragging her sister to the library. Molly dragged her feet, unwilling to follow, but a sharp look from Skylar caused her to pick up the pace. "We're meeting Oliver inside, and if we show up late, we're no better than they are!"
"We're not better than them…" whimpered Molly.
"Oh really?" asked Skylar. "Eastman's are smart, tough, leaders. Quimby's are disrespectful, lazy, heart breakers!"
"Are we talking about all Quimby's, or just Oliver?" asked Molly, causing Skylar to face-palm.
"You'll understand when you're older."
"But I'm hardly younger than you!" defended Molly.
"Just come on!"
Unwilling to anger her sister, Molly trudged on in fear. She was going to have to face Fletcher. Skylar and Oliver would be there. What could she do?!
"Uh, S-Skylar? I don't feel so good, I think I should just go-"
"Oh no you don't!" interrupted Skylar. "If I have to suffer Oliver's company, you do too!"
"B-b-but…"
"Besides, maybe this'll teach you a thing or two about hanging around with that Fletcher…" muttered Skylar, eyes narrowed.
Molly blushed. "He isn't so bad…"
"No, he's worse!" cried Skylar. "Turning my little sis to the dark side…"
"You make him sound like a villain!"
"All Quimby's are like that!"
"How do you know?" asked Molly. "Have you met their parents? What about their grandparents? You don't know anything about the-"
"Why do you feel so inclined to stand up for them anyway?" asked Skylar, with growing suspicion. "What's going on?"
"N-nothing!" cried Molly, all the courage draining right out of her.
Skylar rolled her eyes. "Whatever, little sis. Let's just get this over with."
Approaching the door to the library, Skylar forcefully swung it open and entered, dragging Molly along. Almost immediately, they were met at the door by Oliver and Fletcher.
"You got here first?!" gasped Skylar.
"Yup," taunted Oliver. "Looks like we were just a little more prepared than you, Eastman."
"Ugh!" groaned Skylar, placing her head in her palms.
"H-hi Molly," Fletcher said, shyly. "New outfit?"
"You noticed?" asked Molly, beaming. "I-I mean, were you stalking me?!" Molly shook her head, she'd need to do better at convincing Skylar she didn't like Fletcher. Still, she couldn't help but smile when she thought of how Fletcher really payed attention, knowing that her floral infinity-scarf and light pink leggings were new.
"Well, we're going to get to researchin'," Oliver said. "Don't leave the library."
"We're not five, Oliver. We know to stay here," grumbled Fletcher.
Oliver and Skylar took off towards the 'Science and Technology' aisle, while Fletcher stared at Molly, smiling. "Now that we're alone, what do you want to do?"
"Well…" began Molly. "Could we find a place to sit down? These heels are killing me."
Fletcher chuckled. "Heels? To a library? Why?" Molly blushed, and Fletcher smirked. "Don't tell me you were trying to impress me."
"Whaaaat?" asked Molly, but her high tone gave herself away. She rolled her eyes and took Fletcher's hand, about to lead him away. She quickly let go, however, when she remembered Skylar was right around the corner. "Umm…"
"I get it," said Fletcher. "How about the café?"
Fletcher pointed to a small portion of the library with seats and tables that served coffee, hot chocolate, pastries, tea, and other calming food items to eat while reading.
"Nah, that's right in Skylar's view," said Molly.
"Well, there's no place to sit that isn't," interjected Fletcher.
"Well…what about over there?" asked Molly, pointing to an area surrounded by a white wall that came half-way to the ceiling. It was closed in on three sides, so you could enter but others couldn't see you unless they looked over the wall. It sort of resembled a grotto, in Fletcher's mind.
"Okay, why not?" asked Fletcher, following Molly to the grotto.
"Oh…" Molly began, in disappointment, when she reached the grotto. It was full of colorful pillows and looked nice and private, but…all the books were picture books, and Molly could assume this was the kid's corner. "Sorry Fletcher, it looks like we can't-Fletcher?"
Fletcher dived into the pillows, splaying himself out and grinning. "What're you doing?" asked Molly. Fletcher started to make snow-angels in the pillows.
"Come join in, Molly!" shouted Fletcher.
Molly burst out laughing. "You goof!" Even so, Molly dived in beside Fletcher, rolling in the pillows and laughing. "You sure know how to have fun!"
"It's my specialty," teased Fletcher, wrapping an arm around Molly. He soon realized, however, they were very, very close, and Molly had her head on his shoulder. "Uh…Molly? Are you sure Skylar would like this?" he asked, anxiously.
"I'm not sure she would," purred Molly, placing her hand on top of Fletcher's.
Fletcher laughed nervously and scooted back a little, and Molly tried to hide her disappointment. She wanted to smack herself, what was she thinking?! Skylar and Oliver could've seen them!
Noticing the look in her eyes, Fletcher gave a tiny smile. "Ah, it's alright. They won't see us anyway. We've still got this wall."
"I wouldn't underestimate Skylar," said Molly. "She wouldn't hesitate to break the wall down."
Molly yawned and snuggled closer to Fletcher. Fletcher snickered. "Looks like someone is sleepy."
"Yeah, because someone snuck through my window, and made me paranoid he'd do it again!" Molly sassed back.
Fletcher smirked. "I'd do it again if you'd let me."
"I still don't know why you'd try after falling into the rose bushes."
"Did you have to remind me?"
Molly smirked and shoved Fletcher playfully. However, amidst their playful banter and almost-flirting, they didn't notice two sets of eyes watching them…
Meanwhile…
"Take pictures, Carlos!" whisper-shouted Evie from under a table. "This is super cute!"
"Whatever you say, Evie," Carlos said, dreamily.
"Wait, give me your phone, I have a better angle," she whispered back.
"Uh…" Carlos murmured.
"Carlos!" shouted Evie. "Now!"
Carlos gulped but handed his phone over to Evie. While scrolling through the apps to find the camera, Evie noticed something that made her eyebrow raise. "Is that a picture of me as your wallpaper?"
"That's nothing!" shouted Carlos, quickly grabbing the phone and turning on the camera. He shoved it back into Evie's hand, hoping she'd forget what she'd seen.
"Aww, these are perfect!" Evie cooed as she snapped pictures, not even noticing the person coming up from behind them.
"This is Eugene in the library," an Asian man, Eugene, whispered into his walkie-talkie. "Two suspicious teens in the children's section, I may need backup."
Eugene tapped Evie on the shoulder. Evie yelped in surprise and turned, her eyes popping out at the sight of the tall, strong-looking man. She gulped, and inched towards Carlos.
"H-hi sir!" whimpered Evie. "We're photographers and we wanted…pictures of the library!"
"From under a table?" asked Eugene. "Likely story. Come on, Officer Parks, help me out with these two."
Within minutes Evie and Carlos had been dragged and thrown out of the library. "You can't do this!" shouted Carlos as the door slammed in their faces.
Evie sighed. "Well, at least we got the picture. So what if we need to buy our books from now on?"
Later…
"Let's go," Skylar grumbled, grabbing a book bag full of books for their science project. "I've had enough of this."
"Touché," teased Oliver, grabbing one book.
"You totally used that word wrong," grumbled Skylar. "Hey, where's Molly and Fletcher?"
"I thought I saw them in the children's section," said Oliver. "Weird, huh?"
"I'm just going to say no so I can disagree with you," snipped Skylar, heading in the direction of her sister.
The sight she was met with was not one she could believe.
Molly and Fletcher were lying beside each other-very close, she might add-and were smiling. Molly looked tired, and was leaning on Fletcher's shoulder. There small moment was interrupted by Skylar's gasp. "What is going on here?!"
Molly and Fletcher both shrieked, and Fletcher quickly pushed Molly off of him. "W-what do you mean?" he stuttered, trying to play dumb.
"Molly!" gasped Skylar.
"It was nothing, he was just being nice," Molly muttered. Fletcher looked at her with eyes wide, and Molly just shrugged. She was tired of having to bad-mouth Fletcher whenever Skylar came around.
"Excuse me?" asked Skylar, as though she didn't want to believe what she heard.
"N-nothing…" murmured Molly, her confidence forgotten.
Skylar bit her lip so as not to make a scene in the library, but whisper-shouted, "We're going home!"
Molly nodded quietly, and followed Skylar out of the library. Fletcher sighed and stared off after her, before turning to Oliver. Oliver didn't appear to even care too much about what just went down, and possibly didn't even pay attention. Fletcher hadn't realized how much harsher Skylar really was…
"I guess…we should go…" murmured Fletcher.
"Yup," said Oliver, popping the 'p'. "This was…interesting."
"Yup," said Fletcher, in the same manner as Oliver. For a moment the two boys just stood there awkwardly, unsure why they didn't feel inclined to leave. All Fletcher could think about was what would happen to Molly, he wondered what Oliver was thinking.
Right when Fletcher was about to leave, his phone buzzed. It was a text from Molly!
Meet me in the cafeteria tomorrow, we have lots to talk about.
Well, here it is! Sorry the chapter was pretty uneventful, I'm working off low-inspiration. XD! Anyways, what do you think Molly wants to talk with Fletcher about? Any predictions for later chapters? Also, a cookie goes out to anyone who knows what show Tara Crossley is from. BTW, did any of you watch Adventures in Babysitting? I LOVED it, and you can guarantee that movie will become intertwined with this story…but that's for another day. ;). Also, the scene mentioning Spin, Ben, and Doy being brothers is inspired from purpledolpin05's fan theory, you should totally check out her stories about them! Anyway, see you later, happy summer!