I was laying in my bed, trying to get to sleep, when I came up with this idea. I wrote it down, and thought that I should post it on the site. If I get enough reviews saying that you liked it, I will continue this story. Hope y'all like it:)

Chapter One

Miley's POV

Jake was my first "real" boyfriend.

I can't believe I went out with a guy as obnoxious as him. He can't wait like a normal person, he steals water from little girls for crying out loud, and on top of all that, he threatened to tell everyone about me being Hannah Montana. He may not have meant it, but it seriously scared me to death.

I am so glad that I broke up with him last week, even after he sent me that nice card. No! I can't be thinking it was nice, not after everything he has done!

Throughout the past week, I have barely even seen Jake around, so he hasn't asked me if we could still be friends... yet. I know he will. I am not sure if I want to be friends with a jerk like that. All I have to do is stay away from him for a while, until he forgets about me.

Even though it was only five days ago that I broke up with Jake, I have already formed a crush on somebody new. I started liking him when I discovered him kind side, and he started comforting me after what happened with Jake. Now that I think about it, he has always been sweet to me, but I used to be too busy drooling over Jake to even notice. Now that I hate Jake more than anyone, except for the guy who shot my mom, I have noticed different things about everyone I know. For instance, my dad is actually good at giving advice, Lilly is not as dumb blondish as she comes across as, and Oliver is not actually the doughnut that I always thought him to be.

Seeing the other sides of people really made me think. My dad wrote the song "The Other Side Of Me" for a really good reason. The song is basically saying that you need to look closely to see the person they really are. When I looked closely at Jake, I saw that he was an obnoxious jerk, and I never want to see him again.

Man, I hate him so much.

I want to show Jake that he wasn't the best guy for me. I can find a guy ten times better than him. If only the guy that I liked liked me back.

I was so busy in my thoughts, I didn't hear the song "I Got Nerve" playing on my phone. I flipped it open, and saw the words "1 New Text Message."

Smoken Oken: Miles, you wanna go to the beach with me?

Smiley Miley Face: No! Jake might be there!

Smoken Oken: Stop being so paranoid!

Smiley Miley Face: Fine, I'll go. But if we see Jake, we leave.

Smoken Oken: Fine by me. I don't want to be anywhere near that zombie slaying ass hole anyway!

Smiley Miley Face: I gotta go so I can get ready and everything.

Smoken Oken: How much getting ready does it take?

Smiley Miley Face: Lots! So let me go so I have time to get ready!

Smoken Oken: Okay, okay. Just meet me at Rico's in ten.

Smiley Miley Face: Sure, buh-bye.

I closed my phone and ran downstairs, seeing my dad and Jackson watching TV.

"Dad, is it okay if I meet Oliver at the beach in ten minutes?" I asked, and put on my begging face.

"Sure," he responded, not moving his eyes from the TV.

I was about to walk upstairs to change into my swimsuit, but then I saw something that I shouldn't have at that moment. "Jackson, why aren't you at work?" I asked with a questioning look.

"Oh, shit!" he said, and then realized that my dad just heard him swear. "I mean, oh shoot!"

"Why aren't you at work?" I asked once again.

"I came home to watch the big race with dad, and I forgot to go back when that race was done. This is the third race," he said as he threw on his "Rico's Surf Shop" tee shirt over his bare stomach.

"Oh, I simply said, and jogged upstairs to my bedroom.

I went into my Hannah closet, and walked over to my dresser full of swimsuits.

I immediately found the swimsuit I was going to wear. It was a black string bikini with a skull and crossbones over the right breast. It was lined in gold, and showed off my figure. It was so perfect! It would definitely impress someone that was sure to be there.

I put the swimsuit on, and put a pink tank top on over it. It was very low cut, tight, and showed my midriff. I put on a light blue miniskirt with ruffles over the bottom of the bikini.

I looked in my full sized mirror, and saw that I looked great. Only one little problem.

I ran into my bathroom, and got my razor out of the cupboard. I shaved my legs up and down, and then checked to make sure I didn't miss any spots, as I often do. This time, I did it perfectly.

I ran back into my room to get my beach bag, and heard my phone ringing again.

1 New Text Message.

Smoken Oken: Where are you? It has been 20 minutes!

Smiley Miley Face: I was getting ready. I told you it took a while for a girl to get ready. Don't worry though, it'll be worth it.

Smoken Oken: Huh? What are you talking about?

Smiley Miley Face: Oh, nothing.

Smoken Oken: So are you almost ready?

Smiley Miley Face: Yeah, I was just on my way out.

I closed my phone, slid on my orange flip-flops, and slung my beach bag over my shoulder.

When I went downstairs, I saw that my dad still had his eyes glued to the TV. "Dad, I'm going now!" I shouted right as I left through the back door.

In the distance, I could see Rico yelling at Jackson, and Oliver watching with a blank expression.

I began running toward them, knowing how awful it must be for Oliver, having to listen to them.

I stopped in front of Oliver, and his mind seemed to be somewhere else. I saw Oliver was staring at something, so I turned around, and only saw a tree. "Oliver, why are you staring at that tree?" I asked sarcastically. "It isn't the most exciting thing in the world, just in case you haven't noticed."

"I wasn't, um, staring at the tree," he said nervously. "I was staring at you."

Did he really just say that? I pinched my arm, and saw that this is real life. He just admitted to staring at me. "Ow."

"What?" Oliver asked.

"I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming and if you really said that, and it kinda hurt," I answered.

"Why? Were you hoping that I would say that or something?" he asked with his eyebrows raised. "Is that why you dressed so... hot?" My face turned three shades redder than it already was.

"Erm..."

"Oh my gosh! You actually like me?" he paused for a second. "Do you want to be my girlfriend?" he asked, his voice calmer than seconds before.

"Um..."

"Let me guess. You don't want to be my girlfriend, and now you don't want to be my friend either?" he asked sadly.

"No, no. That's not it. It's just that..." my voice trailed off.

"It's just what?" he asked in a whiny tone as if he was four years old.

"I was really hoping that you would ask me out, but now that you have, it's just... weird," I replied while biting my lower lip.

"What do you mean, it's weird?"

"Well, i realized that it would ruin everything we have as friends, and i don't want that." I looked into his chocolate eyes, hoping that he would understand me.

"Things wouldn't be ruined; they would be better," he said, taking my hands in his.

"What about Lilly?" I asked.

"What about her?"

"Won't she feel a little bit left out?" I mentioned.

"She still owes us for what happened with Lucas," he stated, moving his hands from mine, to my cheeks. He can't do what I think he's gonna do! We aren't even going out yet! Yes, I said yet, which means I am going to say yes to him.

"Okay, then i am out of excuses," I said, and leaned in to gently kiss him. Wow, his lips are soft. I continued to kiss him, and he continued to kiss back.

He pulled back, and said "Lilly?"

"Oliver! We have been going out for a little over a minute, and you already call me by another girl's name, let alone my best friend!" I shouted at him. I slapped him across the face, and started walking away.

He rubbed his cheek, and pulled me back. "Miley, I think Lilly is spying on us. That is what I meant when I said her name," he explained. He subtly pointed to the tree, and I could see Lilly's body behind it.

"Oh, sorry for slapping you then," I said, and kissed him on the cheek where I had slapped him.

"It's okay," he said, and we started walking off, hand in hand.

I looked back at Lilly, and she was still staring at the same spot, and I saw exactly why. Right behind where Oliver and I had been stood Jackson and Rico still arguing. Lilly is stalking my brother? I never would have guessed that.

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