Okay, I bet you're wondering what I'm doing starting a new story, instead of working on the other one. Well, truthfully, I've got zilch ideas for that one, and after watching a Moliver 'Hey Juliet' video, I was suddenly inspired with this. I don't know how many chapters it's going to have, but it should be pretty good, or at least that's what I'm hoping. So, to honor the video that gave me this idea, I present to you, the first chapter of HEY JULIET. :
"Hey Oken, watch it!" Miley Stewart screeched as Oliver Oken threw a football, which barely brushed the top of her head.
"Well, Stewart, maybe you should study in a classroom, instead of the park," he retorted, throwing another football which landy perfectly in the middle of Miley's open science book.
"UGH!" she exclaimed, and stood up. She marched angirly across the park toward Oliver.
"You know, just because you're some stupid football star at school, doesn't mean you have the right to take over a public park with your jerky attitude," she fumed, crossing her arms.
Oliver smirked. He loved getting her ticked, it was like watching monkeys at the zoo go wild fighting over food, except Miley was way more attractive than a monkey.
He walked over to the bench Miley had occupied moments before, and picked up her science book. "You really need to take a break from all this studying, Stewart," he said, flipping through the pages, "I'm pretty sure you're enough of a teacher's pet to keep your grades up."
"Give. Me. My. Book." Miley said, through clenched teeth.
"Why don't you come and get it?" Oliver said calmly, waving the book over his head.
"Fine, I will," Miley said.
She ran forward and tackled Oliver to the ground. His once calm expression turned to shock as he fell to the ground and lay beneath her. Miley took her textbook and went to get up, but Oliver grabbed her arms.
"That's a mean tackle you got there, Stewart," he said, as Miley struggled to free herself from his grasp, "Better than half the guys on our team, you should try for some kind of girls football thing, or something."
Miley suddenly become more angry than she had previously been, finally breaking free of Oliver's grasp she stood up and put her hands on her hips, "What makes you think I couldn't make the school team?" she asked, seriously.
Oliver just stared at her for a moment, then burst out laughing. "You, on the guys team, that's great," he said, wiping tears of laughter out of his eyes.
"We'll see who's laughin' when I make the team, Oken," Miley said, picking up her book, and leaving the park, a devious grin spreading slowly across her face.
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"You're doing WHAT?!" Lilly Truscott demanded, dropping the blue wig she'd been holding.
She and Miley were in the Hannah Closet, choosing outfits for their next big event, a CD signing later that day.
"I'm trying out for the football team," Miley said, calmly, holding a dress up to herself and admiring it in a full length mirror.
"Are you INSANE?!" Lilly screamed.
"No, I'm proving a point," Miley said, throwing the dress in the 'no' pile.
"And what point would that be? That you can break all the bones in your body in one day?"
"No, I'm proving to that stupid Oken kid-"
"Oh, I get it now," Lilly said, smiling a bit too knowingly for Miley's taste, "You just want to be around Oliver more, don't you?"
Miley blushed slightly, "You know I can't stand him, Lilly," she said, not looking her friend in the eye.
"You mean you pretend you can't stand him," Lilly corrected her, choosing a bright orange wig and placing it over her blonde hair.
Miley rolled her eyes, and finished getting dressed, thinking about what Oliver could be doing at that very moment.
Okay, again, short first chapter, but only because I like to make my first chapters like previews of what's going on the story. It's not the best, but I'm pretty happy with it. Oh hey, see that little purple button down there? Magical things will happen if you press it, no lie.