Disclaimer: If I own HM, it will still be up and running. But it is not, so I don't own it. :)

A/N: I suggest listening to "One in a Million" by Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus while reading this.

Prologue I: Let's be best friends

A long-haired brunette boy bounced into the hallway. It was the first day of preschool, and it was already depressing. None of the girls was interested in his jokes, and the guys laughed at his hair.

"But my mom thought it was sweet," Oliver thought.

The fourth bell had rung, so he was on his way to art class. He couldn't wait to get to class over so he could go to lunch, then recess. As he found a seat in the class, he took out his giant 64-pack crayons with sharpener he got for his birthday after the teacher handed out some coloring pictures. Unbeknownst to him, a blonde girl sitting two seats next to him stared in shock at the pack… and him.

Lilly's first day had been great. Her outgoing personality already brought her a ton of what she called hallway cred. She was even invited to join the cool group by the two most popular girls, Amber and Ashley. She strolled into art class confidently, and took a seat next to them.

Then she saw Oliver walked in, head down into a seat two away from her. His chocolate hair drifted down along his neck, and her heart skipped. She felt a poke by Ashley, turning around she found that Ashley saw her staring at the boy.

She sneered, "Yeah, that was the weird guy I was telling you about. Look at his hair; it's so weird!"

Amber immediately agreed with her, "Yeah I know right!"

They both chanted together, "LAME! Oooooh!" ooed and linked their fingers together.

Lilly pretended to chuckle with them, but found herself stealing glimpse at him. She didn't know what was going on. She just found the guy really interesting.

Class started, and Mrs. Glovas told everyone to take out their crayons and started handing out pokemon drawings for them to color. Lilly reached into her backpack, and discovered that she forgot her crayons. She frowned, and saw Ashley took out her 32-pack. She put on a sweet smile and asked, "Hey Ashley, can I borrow some crayons?"

Ashley gagged, "NO! Get your own; this is MINE."

Lilly looked at the rest of her group, but they all looked away. Lilly bit her lip in a mixture of embarrassment and anger.

A small voice to her right piped up, "If you want, you can borrow some of mine."

Lilly whipped her head around and saw Oliver looking at her, and she couldn't stop paying attention to his brown eyes, like they are blobs of pudding taunting her. Lilly liked pudding.

"Umm… Thanks." Oliver was surprised that she said yes. Afterall, she was a part of the popular group, and she was looking at him funny. As she got up, he heard one of the popular girls said, "Eww… you want to sit with THAT loser?"

"So not cool. You know what, if you want to be close to lame people, that makes you lame too," Amber followed immediately after Ashley, "We are kicking you out of the cool group."

Lilly rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue and them. "OK FINE then. No one cares about your stupid little group anyways," she walked away declaring.

Oliver heard them gasp behind her. When she sat down next to him, he stared at her in disbelief.

"Why would you toss away being popular? Why would you rather sit with me, the loser?"

"Ehhh, who cares about what they think? What make them "popular"? They are mean and unreliable," Lilly frowned at how they betrayed her trust as soon as she wanted to do something they didn't want to, "Now are you gonna give me the crayons or not?"

Oliver nodded thoughtfully. She was right. Why should what they think matter? Nothing makes him a loser unless he believed it himself. He smiled at her brightly, and found himself looking into her sapphire eyes and losing himself for a moment.

He was quickly snapped back to reality by her question. He blushed, even though he didn't know why. He was about to open the brand new box, then handed over to her,

"You wanna do the honors?"

Lilly beamed at him, "Of course, I love to."

She tore the box open, and as the fresh smell of crayons hit her, she looked back at the boy next to her. She felt an urge to grab his hand, and she did.

"I don't think we properly met yet. I'm Lilly," Lilly gave a big smile as she held his hand.

"Umm… I'm Oliver," A look of surprise crossed his face, and with a new found confidence, he winked at her, "But you get to call me Ollipop."

"You got it, Ollipop, and call me Lillipop," Lilly laughed, and stared back into his eyes, feeling the warmth between the intersections of their hands. Right there, she knew it was to be the start of something great.

"Let's be best friends!"

A/N: Please comment on what you think. I am planning to do 8 chapters of prologue, 4 introducing life in Malibu with Lilly and Oliver and 4 introducing life in Tennessee with Miley, before I have them meet and start the series officially. Tell me if I should speed up the process. Love you all!