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How to Get a Guy

Chapter 1: Stood Up Once More

Lilly's Point Of View

The end credits faded from the screen as the lights of the movie theater slowly came back on. I blankly got up from my seat and walked to the door where I was greeted by the darkness of outside. I tugged my hoody on to keep me warm from the chilly breeze. I had been stood up once more. I was used to it by now, but it still hurt. What was wrong with me anyways? I thought James was a nice and sweet guy but hey I guess nice and sweet guys stand girls up too. I shivered as I walked to Miley's house. It was Horror Movie Friday at Miley's house, for me, Miley, and Oliver. I was supposed to sleep over after my date anyways. Once I reached Miley's street I saw the house was in complete darkness other then an occasionally light that flashed on and off from the living room. I knew that Miley and Oliver were still watching their movies. I opened the door and was greeted by screams and popcorn flying into my face.

"OH MY GOD LILLY! YOU GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK!" exclaimed Miley gasping and clutching a pillow.

"Well she didn't scare me." said a voice from behind the couch.

"OLIVER!" exclaimed Miley.

"Okay maybe she did." he said getting up.

He took a seat next to Miley. I bleakly took a seat on the other side of Miley.

"Lilly what's wrong?" asked Miley noticing the look on my face.

She put her arm around me.

"Yeah something happen with James?" asked Oliver.

"He stood me up." I mumbled.

Miley's arm flung off my shoulder in anger.

"NO!" she exclaimed.

"Yes." I mumbled.

"What a jerk!" exclaimed Oliver.

"You can bet I'll be telling girls not to go out with him." said Miley.

I gave them a half smile.

"It's okay guys, I've came to a conclusion."

"That all guys are jerks and pigs who don't think for themselves?" suggested Miley.

"Hey!" exclaimed Oliver.

"No offense Oliver." Miley added turning to him.

"No." I said.

"Then what?"

"That there's something wrong with me." I said.

Miley and Oliver stared at me for a half second.

"Lilly how could you even say that." said Miley.

"Yeah Lilly nothing is wrong with you!" chimed in Oliver.

"Oh yeah?! The how come you can keep a girlfriend? How come Miley can keep a boyfriend? How come everybody...I mean come on even Jackson can keep a girlfriend!" I shot back finding my voice cracking.

"Lilly..." began Miley.

"Forget it I'm turning in early." I said grabbing my sleeping bag and heading up to Miley's room.

I slammed the door shut and set myself up. I cuddled into my sleeping bag and felt like crying. I couldn't and wouldn't. I had ran out of tears for boys.

Miley's Point of View

I heard my door slam and I looked at Oliver.

"Oliver I can't stand seeing her like this." I told him.

"I know me too."

"We have to do something."

"Like what?"

I sat in thought for awhile.

"Find her the perfect guy!" I exclaimed.

"The perfect guy? Like who?"

"Someone cute, charming, funny, caring, hot, tall, smart, oh and a gorgeous smile." I said in a daze smiling.

"Miley your drooling." joked Oliver.

I hit him.

"Oh come on Miley! Your planning on setting Lilly up with a non-existent guy." he said.

"What do you mean?"

"No guy is that perfect!"

He had a point.

"Fine then the perfect guy for Lilly." I corrected myself.

"And that is?"

"I don't know...yet." I said with a smirk.