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tiffani
Miley's POV
I slipped into the dress that Demi had laid out on her bed. It was gold, silky and came just above my knee. It was really pretty. Demi always had great taste. She was always sporting the latest trends and sometimes even making up her own.
But it didn't feel right. It didn't feel like me.
I sighed. "I can't do this Demi"
Demi poked her head out of the bathroom, trying to slip in some silver hoop earrings.
"Don't start Miley. You're coming to this party whether you like it or not." She exclaimed, stepping back in front of the mirror.
'But I mean really? This? It's totally not me Demi" i said looking myself up and down.
"You look hot Miley. You're definitely going to pick up tonight"
I giggled at her comment, but then saddened at the memory of why my friend was taking me out.
As we pulled up outside the house, i already had a knot in my stomach. I didn't even know whose party this was, but i knew that half the school would be here. A senior always held a party after the end of season game. Win or lose, it would hold a night of drinking, hooking up and preparing for the worst hangover you would've had all year.
As soon as I walked in I knew it was a mistake coming. You know how they have those scenes in the movies where as soon as the girl walks into the room everybody just stops and looks at her. Yeah well, that was happening to me. Except in the most crucial way possible. Because they weren't looking at me like 'wow, she looks really gorgeous'. They were staring at me with pity in their eyes. Because they all knew about the break up.
In a school like ours, word gets around. Fast.
It was like stepping into an episode of the hills, everybody knew everyone's business. And mine and Jake's breakup was the breakup of the season. Right in time for the finale.
Demi must've sensed my discomfort.
"Come on' she said steering me towards the alcohol table. Just what I needed, if I as going to survive tonight.
Demi handed me a drink, probably half filled with vodka. This was going to be a long night, i thought to myself. But as i turned around, I saw him.
An incredibly gorgeous guy with curly hair and chocolate brown eyes.
Who was he? I'd never seen him before. He didn't go to our school. I turned back to Demi.
"Hey Dem, who's that guy over there?"
I nodded to where he was standing, with a bunch of guys that did go to our school. She frowned in concentration. Evidently coming up blank.
"I have no idea; I've never seen him before"
Then I saw a familiar cheeky grin cross her features. Oh no.
"Why don't you go find out?"
Of course she'd suggest that, that's the reason she'd brought me out wasn't it. But the truth was, I wasn't ready. I wasn't ready to move on. I mean i'd just broken up with Jake this morning. And before i could stop myself i was having a flashback of it all.
"For how long?" I managed to choke out the words as I approached him at practice.
"Miley? What are you... what are you talking about?"
"For how long Jake!" I repeated, raising my voice. Now a few people were staring. Good. Let them stare. I wanted to see him squirm under the pressure. The asshole deserved it.
I continued, determined to get an answer out of him, even though I already knew.
"How long have you been sleeping with Kristen!"
"Who told you that?"
"Answer the question!'
Everyone was staring now. And I mean everyone. We were on the oval, and my voice was being projected. All the members of his football team and the cheerleaders. They'd all given up on practicing and were listening in on me and Jake. I didn't care. I continued to glare at Jake, arms crossed waiting for an answer.
"Baby..." he started, reaching out to brush a strand of hair out of my face.
"Don't touch me!" I shouted, slapping his hand away.
"What the hell is your problem Miley?"
"It's over Jake. You and Kristen have fun sharing yourselves around to the rest of the jock and bimbo population. Now you can get as much action as you want."
As I turned and walked away, Jake shouted across the oval
"Yeah maybe we will. I wasn't into prude chicks much anyway."
I couldn't control the upcoming wave of tears. I just let my feelings wash over me and carry me down. Down the narrow pathway to depression and self doubt. But in promised myself one thing.
Jake Ryan would never see me cry. No guy ever would.
I pulled myself back to reality. Back to Demi, and her attempts at getting me to move on.
"Uhmm...no. I don't.... don't think so."
"Okay, well then do you want me to do the whole "hi I'm Demi, have you met Miley?' thing"
I had to laugh at that. Partly because of the way Demi said it, and partly because I pulled that one on an unsuspecting Demi at the mall last week.
I looked back towards him.
"No...nah. Don't worry about it. I was just wondering. Thought you knew. Never mind"
"Alright fine."
After that Demi disappeared for a while, coming back every so often to check up on me and sometimes bring me a guy. Each one I'd turned down. They'd all offered to get me a drink or asked me to dance, but I just didn't accept. I just couldn't. I'd been broken apart that very day. Torn apart at the seams. I know that may sound a little dramatic, but that's what it felt like. I'd given Jake everything. Every part of me and everything I'd had to give. Except for what he really wanted.
I was still a virgin. And that was a rare thing to come across at our school. Even Demi wasn't anymore. But to any guy that was seen as a challenge, as a conquest. Something to take and feel proud of it. In some ways I guess it was even a confidence boost for them. But I wouldn't let up. I wouldn't give myself to Jake, and I guess that's why he cheated. He found what he wanted elsewhere.
Just then I received another tap on the shoulder. And I turned to find Demi unsurprisingly. Again sporting another guy on her arm ready to pitch him to me. She gave me that grin, the same one she gave me every time she'd come back with another guy.
"Demi, another one? Really?" I sighed, but giving the guy a weak smile. I didn't like feeling like a stuck up bitch. I'd rejected at least 10 guys in the past 2 hours. I'd just had enough.
"Oh no this?" she pointed to the guy "this one's mine"
"Hi, I'm Joe"
"Ohhh okay" I laughed "Hi, I'm Miley"
'Yeah I've heard a lot about you"
"Really? I haven't heard anything about you. Do you go to our school?"
"Ah no actually. I'm transferring next semester with a mate of mine. We were at Bilken's Senior High School"
"Oh okay, well who's your mate?"
"Ahh well he's around..." Before he could finish he was interrupted by someone that came up behind him.
"Hey man are you ready to go, I'm gettin bored with the conversation around here"
"Well here's some fresh conversation for you" Demi piped in, gesturing towards me.
I looked around Joe to find him. The curly haired guy I'd spotted earlier.
Nick's POV
'Nick this is Miley. Miley this is my friend Nick, he's transferring with me next semester"
"Hi" was all she managed to say before looking down.
"Hey, great to finally meet the girl that had heads turning when she walked into the party"
With that she looked up and smiled shyly. It was small, but it was beautiful. And for the first time I saw her eyes. The room was dimly lit but they still shone. And they still had a sparkle in them.
"Well I think we're going to take off, see you later on Miles" The brunette concluded before walking off with Joe attached to her arm.
She was trying to be subtle, but missed out completely. I commended her for her efforts though. Because now I was alone with the girl I'd been eye balling all night. Ever since she walked in, since i saw her for the first time. I was entranced. There was something about her that had me hooked on wanting to know her. Wanting to talk to her. Wanting to know who she was and what she was like. So after awhile I figured I should say something.
"So what was it all about? I mean I know you're gorgeous but was there another reason you turned heads tonight?
She looked down and I could see the newly red tinge to her cheeks. It was so cute.
"Oh believe me, you don't really want to know"
"Oh yeah? Try me."
She finally looked up, seemingly surprised at my persistence.
"Do you wanna go outside?"
"Yeah, sure" she smiled, a really pure, beautiful smile. I knew that that smile would be etched into my brain forever.
"Wow" was all I could manage to say. We were walking along the beach across from the party and she'd just told me the story about her and her ex-boyfriend.
"Yeeep"
"And the whole school knows?"
"Pretty much"
"Wow. So what are you doing here then? Shouldn't you be like bundled up in bed with 10 bars of chocolate watching your favourite chick flick?"
That set her off laughing. Boy she had an amazing laugh. It was loud, and it was different. But it suite d her, it suite her perfectly.
After that we sat on the beach watching the waves and talking about everything, from our favourite things. Likes and dislikes. Goals and aspirations. Plans for the future, and everything in between. When we finally got bored of talking, we just sat there. In silence. Watching the waves. Leaving each other to our thoughts. But it wasn't an awkward silence, like one that you dread on a first date. It was comfortable. I felt comfortable with Miley. A girl I'd only known all of a few hours. I hadn't felt like this with a girl since well, since Selena. Just before I could let my mind stray to where i didn't ever want it to go again, i pushed away all thoughts of Selena. Instead turning to Miley.
"Miley?" She turned towards me with a smile.
"Nick?"
I chuckled at her before continuing.
"I... never mind" I didn't know what I planned to say. I didn't know how to say it. I mean how could I say that I really liked her when I'd only just met her. I mean it was crazy right? Still I couldn't shake this feeling and I couldn't just let it go. She continued to look at me, a smile playing at the edge of her lips. I looked into her eyes and that's all it took to draw me in. I leaned in slowly, waiting cautiously for her reaction. It seemed like she was leaning in too, so I didn't stop myself.
"What the hell is this?!" someone shouted from behind us.
We both jumped and looked around to see a tall blonde with a nasty look on his face, and a beer bottle in his hand. Who was this guy?
Then Miley answered my silent question.
"Jake" she whispered.
