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1. Miley Elizabeth Cole

Miley Elizabeth Cole was the first friend that Rachel Elizabeth Dare had met at Clarion Ladies Academy. Miley was in the car in front of Rachel. It was a 1990 Chevy Bertta Indy Pace Car in teal. A blonde head was shown in the back, Rachel could tell that the girl was talking on the phone.

The woman driving the car stopped the car and the girl got out, still talking. Rachel usually wasn't curious about conversations, but she listened.

"Yeah, I'm here...I miss you too! I wish that I could sneak out. This is the second academy in two years. Yeah, she blames you. Well she said and I quote, 'Don't you dare end up sneaking out because Josh comes all the way up from Dallas to see you. I know you'll get drunk and end up having sex.' Yeah, it was bad. Then Tabby asked what sex was. I was like, 'You're four. You don't need to know.' I gotta go. I love you. Bye." The girl grabbed her suitcase from the trunk and shut it. She waved to her mom and blew a kiss.

"Wow." Mrs.. Dare said. "Clarion has surely lowered there standards of girls. I hope you don't get a room with her."

Rachel shrugged, she didn't really want to be here. The girl actually interested her. She was lean and skinny, tan, with blonde hair that curved right at her breast. She smiled at the car and pretend to tip her hat. A way that Miley said you can go. The mother in the teal car pulled away, rolling her window down. A scream that said the girl's name was heard from the car.

"They have darling. Don't worry our little Rachel is going to be fine." The Shafer pulled the car and Rachel got a look at what the girl was wearing. A plain red tube top, blue jean Capri's, red heels, and a necklace that had a heart. She was carrying her phone, texting. Her red duffel bag was flung across her shoulder.

Rachel got out and ran up to her, when her parents left. The girl intrigued her.

Miley looked up, hearing footsteps in front of her. She turned to see a girl her dad use to tell her that she played with back when her parents were together. Rachel Elizabeth Dare.

"Hey, I'm Rachel."

"Miley. This your first year?" Miley's hips shook in a sexy way.

"Yeah. You?" Miley nodded.

"I got kicked out of an academy last year."

"Yeah, I kinda overheard your phone conversation. Sorry about that."

"It's okay. I like when people eastward on me."

"Why?"

"It makes me feel good." A light shimmered in her blue eyes.

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It had been three months since Rachel had first met Miley for the first time since they were little. Rachel had learned a lot about Miley. Her favorite songs, (top three were: Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It) by Beyonce, Womaizer by Britney Spears, Love Story by Taylor Swift), when she had her first drink (age ten, her mom's exboyfriend), almost everything about her.

They had been able to go out shopping for a weekend so her and a few of their friends went to the mall.

"Oh, look at that cutie." Miley said pointing of Apollo. Miley had convinced Rachel to get away from the friend in order to help Miley get a drink. Miley would've went, but she didn't want to get drunk and be used, she needed someone make sure she wouldn't get drunk. That person to her, was Rachel Dare.

"I know him." Rachel smiled and waved sheepishly at Apollo.

"Come on, introduce us." Miley linked arms with Rachel and walked over to Apollo.

Apollo was looking at necklaces for Rachel. He didn't know why though. Then he heard it, footsteps coming to him. He turned face to face with Rachel Dare and another girl.

"Hello Rachel, who is this?" He turned his head to Miley.

"I'm Miley Elizabeth Cole." Miley smiled.

"I'm Apollo Olympus, Rachel's boyfriend." Rachel raised an eyebrow at him.

"Rachel! Why didn't you tell me!" Miley's high whimper hurt Reachel's' ear.

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It was a month later and Rachel ran up to her dorm room. Someone had told her that Miley was expelled. She threw open the door and looked at Miley. Packing. Her blonde hair was in a messy ponytail and in the clothes that first day. She looked at her phone and texted someone back.

"Miley?" Rachel walked over and put her hand on the bed post. "I heard that you were expelled, is that true?"

"Yep." Miley nodded throwing her uniform in the bag. She dug and grabbed a pack of cigarettes.

"Why?" Rachel sat on Miley's bed.

"Because they got the cigarettes and I was caught making out with Haley." Rachel raised her eyebrow at Miley. For the four months Rachel had know Miley, she would never thought that Miley was bi.

"Really?" Rachel looked at her as Miley threw the pack of cigarettes out the window.

"It was a one-time thing. She's a really good kisser." Miley sighed. "I'm now going to Goode, moving in with my dad. Trying to start a new life. Without drugs." Miley smiled and hugged Rachel.

"Well, good luck. I'll call you and maybe we can hang out this summer." Rachel smiled.

"Maybe. You never know with me. I might be in California with my aunt by summer." Miley smiled and kissed Rachel's cheek. "I'll never forget you though."

"Don't get pregnant." Rachel smiled. Miley nodded and walked out of the door.