Dancing by Myself. A Folive story.

By: JNMA

(Olive's POV.)

(I walk quickly down the main hall of Mr. Grundy's boarding school. I'm looking around for Chyna, I find her by the couch.)

Me: Chyna!

(Chyna turns to face me.

Chyna: What is it, Olive?

Me: I need to find a date for the dance this Friday! Angus asked me and asked me and asked me so I told him I already had a date and then ran off. Small problem though, I don't have a date! Help me!

(Chyna pats my shoulder sympathetically.)

Chyna: I found a great date, his name is Trevor. We'll get one for you too. The dance is in two days, so what we need to do is get dresses and you a date. (She looks me up and down.) Let's get those dresses first. (She pulls me away)

(Meanwhile, in another part of the school, Fletcher is standing by a wall.)

(Fletcher's POV)

(Here I am, standing by a wall, two days until the dance and I'm still trying to figure out how to ask Chyna.)

Violet: Hi Fletchy!

Me: AAAAHHH! (I end up throwing my papers in the air, I didn't even hear her coming.) Oh…Hi Violet. ("Oh no" I think as she smiles at me.)

Violet: So, about the dance this Friday, I was wondering if you would go with me. (She says it like it was a command.)

(I panicked, if I went with her, I wouldn't have any chance of going with Chyna, if I didn't go with her, I'd end up so beaten up, I wouldn't be able to dance. Before I could stop them, the words came out of my mouth.)

Me: Oh, I'm sorry Violet, I can't go with you. I already have a date. (She grips my arms and pins me to the wall.)

Violet: WHAT? (I look her in the eye and her grip loosens. I back away from her. She looks at me with the look of death. I ran. In my opinion, not fast enough, with her, it's never fast enough.)

(In Chyna and Olive's dorm)

(Chyna's POV)

Me: Alright, Olive. We've got our dresses, now we can find you a date, we can split up and if I see any available cuties, I'll find you.

Olive: Works for me. Anything to avoid going with Angus.

(We both walked away in separate directions. I went to the main hall and I saw Fletcher, he comes running towards me)

Fletcher: Hey Chyna!

Me: Hi, Fletcher.

(Fletcher looked at me desperately.)

(Fletcher's POV)

Me: Chyna, I need your help. Violet asked me to the dance this Friday, you know she wouldn't let me say no, so I told her I was going with somebody else and I've already asked out practically every dateless girl.

Chyna: And how did that go?

(I looked back and remembered asking a lot of girls, they all ended in rejection, some just slapped me.)

Me: Not well. So, I was wondering, would you go with me?

(Chyna looked at me with sympathy.)

Chyna: I'm sorry, Fletcher, but I actually AM going with somebody else. (She suddenly looked like she had gotten an idea.) But I know someone who isn't. (She did that thing where she raises her eyebrows and looks at something no one knows what.)

Me: Um, Chyna? (She looks at me.) Some time today?

Chyna: Oh, sorry. Come with me. (She grabs my arm and pulls me to follow her.) (After about 5 minutes, we end up finding Olive.)

(Chyna's POV)

Me: Olive!

(Olive sees Fletcher and I and walks over to us.)

Olive: Chyna, I've asked a few guys but they all had dates. I should have seen this coming, no one waits till the last minute, there's no one left, Chyna!

Me: Well, there's Fletcher here, he has the exact same problem as you, only with Violet. You two should go together.

Fletcher: Me and Olive?

Olive: Me and Fletcher?

Me: Before you continue to look at each other in disgust, I would like to point out, it's either each other or Violet and Angus. (I assume they take this into consideration because they immediately look at each other differently.)

Olive: Well, it would be a shame to let a pretty dress go to waste, and better you than Angus. So, Friday night?

Fletcher: Friday night. We're friends, it won't be too awkward.

Me: Awesome! Alright, Fletcher, pick us up from our dorm just before the dance. This is going to be so much fun! (I put an arm around each of my two friends and hug them)