Hey, it's me again! I know I said I would make a sequal to Picking Up the Pieces, but I can't seem to think of a good plot. But...here's a random fic idea I had. It'll probably be around 10-12 chapters. Hope ya like it! And remember, I don't own Hannah Montana, unfortunately. With that said, here's chapter 1; ENJOY!

OLIVER'S POV

Girls are like ice cream.

Have you ever gone to Ben and Jerry's, all excited while you think about eating your favorite flavor of ice cream? You anticipate it so much, you're practically drooling. And then you get there, so anxious to eat the ice cream that it's all you can think about. And then tired-looking guy in a smock behind the counter tells you the most evil words ever spoken:

"Sorry, we're out of that flavor."

Take it from a guy who's had that happen to him several times, that is a heartbreaking experience. I mean, come on! If they run out of the stinkin' chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, how are they gonna please all of the hungry customers who love it – like me?! But that's beside the point.

Anyway, you're forced to choose a different flavor. It's agonizing, seriously. No ice cream can be as good as chocolate chip cookie dough. But, I guess, it's necessary to move on. You just have to settle for vanilla ice cream with chocolate chips on top. But it's not the same!

Sure, it's still good, and you should be happy that you have any ice cream at all, but you always get this feeling that something's missing. There's the vanilla, and the chocolate chips, but where's the cookie dough? Disappointed, you start to crave the cookie dough ice cream even more, and you're not satisfied with the vanilla anymore. It's horrible!

Now, I bet you're wondering, what the heck does this have to do with girls? This guy is a crazy ice cream-addict. Well, that's true. But I do know what I'm talking about, believe it or not, even with my somewhat strange analogies. I am going somewhere with this.

You see, I fell for this girl. I feel very guilty for it, actually, because she's my best friend and all. And the fact that I used to be obsessed with her alter-ego, Hannah Montana, just ups the awkwardness factor even more. But I really can't help who I fall in love with – just like I can't help what kind of ice cream I become addicted to. Are you starting to see the comparison, here?

Ah, just thinking about her makes me smile. Miley…what a pretty name. And her smile is amazing, to match her amazing eyes. I can't believe I'm thinking this, though. I never used to feel this way about her! You know what? Love is so damn annoying.

The problem is, when I finally started to realize my feelings for her, look who just has to come back? Jake. Freakin'. Ryan.

It's the summer before our freshman year of high school, and Jake just finished filming his movie in Romania. I don't know why he even had to come back – Romania is just dandy! I hear they have great romaine lettuce there. Haha…okay, enough of my food humor.

Anyway, Miley's taken. Not single. Like the ice cream, she's an unavailable flavor. So I guess I'll just have to settle for someone else…as hard as it may be. But I'll never stop loving her.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm getting a Ben and Jerry's craving again.

Sorry it's so short! I was hungry when I wrote it, as you can tell. I love Ben and Jerry's cookie dough ice cream, hehe. Please review!