Talk:Folive/@comment-7167230-20131205060549

'''Folive mistletoe fic! '''

Part 1

Olive enters the roomevator, after reading a few classical and old stylings books, such as "Pride and Prejudice." She smiles after seeing Chyna, Angus, Seth and Fletcher having a conversation on one of the couches.

Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Fletcher.

Stop that, she thought to herself. ''He will never like you. Have you seen the way he's looked at Chyna and you? Big difference.''

Olive frowned, realizing how true it was.

She's been too mean, and violent around him. She hasn't been fair, and has insulted him way too many times.

And the funny thing is, is that whenever Olive tries to be cute around him, she just ''can't. ''Because he doesn't see her the way she sees him, and it upsets Olive. Makes her angry that he doesn't see the truth behind her unobtained actions.

Sighing, she walked over and greeted all of them.

"Hey guys," she said and they responded with smiles.

"Hey Olive! We're planning to have a secret santa, but we're having difficulties trying to organize it. Do you mind helping out?" Chyna asked, staring at Olive.

She nodded. "Of course I will. You've come to the right person." Olive grinned at them. "Interesting factoid-"

They all interuppted her with a loud groan.

It didn't bother her much as before, but seeing the way Fletcher rolls his eyes at her in annoyance felt like a stab in the back.

"Never mind," Olive said, trying to cover up her sadness.

"Anyways," Chyna began. "We have the list of participators, we just need to arrange the maxium price limit, and then let everyone select their secret santa."

After they decided the price range, they split the names into two boxes, and split up into two groups.

Since Angus and Chyna wanted to learn more about animals, they went with Seth to hand out, where in the other hand, Olive had gotten stuck with Fletcher.

She remained quiet as Fletcher offered to hand out the names.

Continuing their handouts, they checked the list of names to see who they didn't let select yet.

There was one more-Zoltan-and he wasn't in the dorms or in the roomevator.

"Let's try outside area?" Fletcher suggested.

Olive nodded. "Sure."

The two scurried off and took the roomevator to the outside area. Once they exited the elevator, Zoltan greeted them immediately.

"Greetings Fletcher and Olive. Since Christmas is nearing very soon, I have gotten some students to hang some mistletoes in different locations of the building. Be careful who you walk under it with." He smiled at him.

"Yeah, yea." Olive said, taking the box of names from Fletcher and holding it out for Zoltan.

There were three slips of paper left, one for Zoltan, and the other two for Fletcher & Olive.

Once Zoltan selected, the pair went back to roomevator, deciding to pick their names back in there, with Chyna, Angus and Seth.

They placed the two slips of paper with the remaining three into Chyna's box, with Angus shuffling it, and all at once, they grabbed a slip of paper.

Olive stared at hers.

On the slip it said, Fletcher Quimby, with his name written in his handwriting.

Grinning, she went to roomevator, after the long conversation with the group, but was joined by Fletcher.

"Hey, so I'm broke, Winter confiscated my art supplies and I have no idea what to get for my secret santa," he said. "Got any ideas?"

"Uh, re-gift?"

He shrugged, "why not?"

Just then, Zoltan walked up to them, and smirked.

"Ah, my first matched-up lovebirds." He smiled at him and pointed up at the ceiling.

The two looked up and saw a mistletoe hanging above them.

Well, I saved only this half, when I accidentally closed my tab, which deleted the rest of this fic. So I'm going to re-write the second half tomorrow (since it's really late where I am.)

Hope you enjoyed it, I hope you give some feedback, and let me know if you want me to finish.

If you don't, I'd be happy to leave it as it is. I mean, what's the point of writing it if no one, not even one person will be reading it?