Author's Note: I haven't done a new Hannah Montana fanfic in such a long time! But, enjoy, and read and review!
Chapter One: The Science Project
It was third hour biology at Seaview High School, and most of the third hour was paying attention.
Except for Miley Stewart and Lilly Trusccot.
Today, Miley brought in her Ipod, because Lilly wanted to see what kind of music Miley had placed on there.
And everyone knows the teachers don't approve of Ipods, and cellphones, in their classrooms during their leatures, and Miley knew that. But, she had Lilly as a friend, and she knew Lilly can plead her way into Miley's heart.
"Just turn it down abit...I don't want her to overhear." Miley warned.
"Don't worry, Miley. I will...ooo, you have Just Friends by the Jonas Brothers?" Lilly explained.
To Miley's horror, Lilly turned the Ipod at full volume, and not by accident, neither.
"Lilly!" Miley whispered, and Lilly turned around.
"What?" she asked.
"Turn--"
"Stewart! Truscott!"
Miley and Lilly looked up to see Mrs. Espinosa staring down at them, sternly.
"Yes?" Miley asked, weakly.
"What did I say about Ipods in my classroom?" she asked, her voice not softening, but growing louder.
"They shouldn't be in your classroom in the first place?" Lilly asked.
Mrs. Espinosa smiled, and Miley realized that wasn't a friendly smile.
"Correct, Miss Truscott. And since you two weren't paying attention to my leature, I'll have you two do the hardest project." she replied.
"What's that?" Miley asked, not liking where this was going.
"I'm glad you asked, Miss Stewart. I want you to make me a machine that'll make french fries."
At that excate moment, Miley and Lilly burst out laughing, and Miss Espinosa gave them another stern glare.
"Oh, come on! What does a french fry maker have to do with biology?" Lilly asked.
"Alot of things, Miss Truscott. Here are the sheets, and I except this project to be competed in two weeks." Mrs. Espinosa told them.
"But--" Miley started.
In less than two weeks, Miley had a concert featuring the Jonas Brothers, and Miley couldn't miss it.
"But what, Miss Stewart? Have other plans? Well, start cancaling, because you have a science project to work on!" Miss Espinosa snapped, and proceeded to the front of the room.
After the bell had rang, Lilly and Miley walked out of the classroom.
"Man, what am I going to do? I have a concert to attend to!" Miley groaned.
"Well, if you didn't bring in your Ipod, none of this would have happened, and you still be able to attend that concert!" Lilly explained.
"Why me? It was you who had to plead to me to bring it in, Lilly." Miley repiled.
Lilly looked at her.
"I don't remember that."
"Oh, but I do. On Friday, to be excate. Me, you, and Oliver were at my house, and you said, 'Miley, bring in your Ipod on Monday to annoy Mrs. Espinosa!'--"
"And you said yes! Look, we'll just do the project a week early, and then you can go to the concert. Problem solved." Lilly said.
Miley looked at her, and smiled.
"Lilly, you know as well as I do that you never start on a project for anything untill the last minute!"
"Hey, I want to go to the concert too! Jonas Brothers, hello!"
"Our grades, which is even at a bigger risk!"
That's when Oliver Oken came by, another best friend of Miley's, catching an earful of their conversation.
"Trapped with the hardest project, huh? I could help, but--"
"Not now, Oliver. Me and Lilly are having a disscussion." Miley said, opening her locker.
"But, I can help you guys! And we all know that--"
"Yeah, yeah. I don't do projects untill the last minute. Miley already covered that, Oliver." Lilly replied, glancing at him.
"No, seriously, I can help!"
"Since when do you care? Your just as bad as Lilly! Remember your social studies project? It got an F because you turned it in two weeks later than it should have!" Miley responded.
"True, but this time it'll be different! I promise!" Oliver replied.
Miley looked over at Lilly.
"What do you think?"
"I think we can give him a chance." she said.
They turned back to Oliver, who seemed to have an hopeful expression on his face.
"Okay. We'll let you help us. But, just so you don't turn your back on us..."
Miley spat into her hand, and extanded it towards Oliver, whose expression changed from happy to flat-out gross.
"Uh...can't we do a pinky swear?" he asked, and Miley glanced at Lilly.
"Oliver, this is a way where I know you won't reveal secrets and keep your trust. Remember, you did this with a secret of mine..."
"Yeah, and her hand is drying up fast!"
"Okay, okay!" Oliver explained, spiting into his hand, and stuck it on Miley's, who grinned.
As their hands pulled away, Oliver looked at his.
"Okay, we should have never outgrew the pinky swear! That was just really gross!"
"You always say that." Miley replied.
"Well, it's true!" Oliver explained. "Who spits in their hand to keep a trust or secrets?"
"Countryfolk, Oken." Miley said, as the bell rang, and she and Lilly walked to their next class, glancing back at him, and laughed.