Author: Thirteen Fifteen PM
It's their senior year and their going to do their last school play. Please just read it, it's our first fanfic and our summary-person is really not used to this. But i can bet you this story will be awesome.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Adventure - Fletcher Q. & Olive D. - Chapters: 8 - Words: 6,019 - Reviews: 38 - Favs: 12 - Follows: 18 - Updated: 10-27-12 - Published: 03-02-12 - id: 7888050
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A/N Hey people! This is our first fanfic and we hope you enjoy it! :)))))
Set in 2016…
What a funny world this is. After four long years of trying to ask my best friend Chyna Parks out, Fletcher Quimby always failed. And I mean always. He always tried to impress her with his talent, art, but Chyna always turned him down as less painful as possible. I actually do have a crush on him since we first met, but would never tell him. He would never speak to me again. But now, things have changed. I never would have thought anything impossible could happen, but one did.
Here come the happy couple, I thought with a touch of annoyance. "Hi, guys!" I replied as upbeat as possible. We all grew since we first met. Fletcher, now standing at 5'11, his brown hair which used to be weird and girly wasn't very weird and girly anymore. Chyna, with her brown, wavy hair that flowed down from her head to her back perfectly like water, and her large brown eyes twinkling with cheerfulness as usual. She wore heels with short dresses nowadays. Youngsters were so unpredictable- but NOT me- boring, dull Olive, with my regular blonde hair, blue eyes and slow-on-the-update fashions. Same old, same old. "Come on Ol! Drama class!" Fletcher said to me, his piercing blue-green eyes boring into mine. I looked hopefully into them for a moment, but then I came to my senses. "Olive Doyle, snap out of it! He's been dating Chyna for over 5 months! He won't be yours. He'll never be yours," a voice said in my head. "But," another voice said, "but miracles do happen." Yeah, I thought, miracles do happen. "But, that sort of thing only happens in fairy tales! It'll never happen to you, a plain Jane, a predictable girl. While Chyna's drop dead gorgeous, you look like the wall next to her," the negative voice said. Sighing, I followed Chyna and Fletcher to class, their laughter mocking me.
Drama class. We were doing our senior year play that week, at least there was something to keep my mind of Fletcher. But obviously that didn't work out as planned. "This year we are going to act out Romeo and Juliet," our drama teacher, Mdm Speare told us. "So who would like to volunteer to be Romeo and Juliet?" she continued. No one put up their hand. "Alright! To make it fair, everyone write down their name on a piece of paper and drop it into this box." As soon as everyone was done putting it in the old and floppy box, Mdm Speare reached her hand into the box and pulled out two slips of paper. "Romeo will be played by, Fletcher Quimby," she said. I saw Chyna crossing her fingers so hard to be chosen for the part of Juliet I swear they'd have fallen out. I, however, was crossing my fingers NOT to be chosen, though I secretly hoped to. Mdm Speare read the second slip of paper and said, "Juliet will be played by… Olive Doyle."
A/N Hope you enjoyed this chapter! chapter 2 will be out reeeaaallllyyyy soon. Review!