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Chapter One

The Swings

Jake was down stairs in the kitchen talkign to his mom while Miley was upstairs in his room explaining things to her dad. The ride hom was too long, so after a while Ms. Ryan spontainously pulled into an airport. It took three hours but they eventually got on a flight back home to Malibu.

"Jake honey, I don't want you to worry about anything. I talked do the your father and I's lawyers on the drive up and took care of everything. So promise me you won't worry?" Jake's mom was hugging him tightly.

"I won't." He gave her a weak smile.

"I love you so much kiddo,"

"Love you too, mom." Jake said then went back up to his room to see Miley. He glanced around his room and took it all in. His bed was still there same sheets he left on it. All his awards and medals still hanging on the walls. He never liked this room much when he was living here, but now the four blue walls he used to hate seem comforting.

"It looks like you never left," Miley said quietly, who had also been looking around.

Jake kicked the his suitcases full of clothes and pointed to the empty closet and dresser drawers. "Execpt for this stuff," He sighed, not wanting to unpack agian. Miley must have read his mind.

"Yeah well, I'll help you. It won't be so bad." She smiled, trying to be upbeat. Jake's hand brushed her waist as he went past her and sat down on his bed. Miley started uppacking clothes for a couple minutes before she noticed his silence.

"Jake?" Miley said queitly as she walked over to sit next to him on the blue and gray quilted bedspread. He didn't say anything. "Are...are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." He answered, being snapped out of his thoughts.

"You sure?" She checked, always being worried about him. Jake was still overwhelmed all of this had happened. He couldn't ever imagine something like this happening to him, Jake Ryan. Everyone always thought he had the perfect life, and when he went back to school next week with Miley, he was going to try and act like this had never happened.

"Don't worry about me, I'm just tired." He smiled reassuringly. Miley unpacked clothes for a few more minutes before realizing something. Jake hadn't had a fun, happy time in a while, probably not since he moved to New York. He was despretly in need of one, so Miley was going to give him that.

"Come on, lets get outta here!" Miley grinned. Jake returned the smile.

"Where are we going?" Jake asked, once they got outside. Miley was pulling him down the road.

"You'll see." She smirked. She started running and grabbed Jake's hand to pull him along faster. After the two minute run they arrived at the park. Miley knew about this park because her dad would take her and Jackson on the days he had off work when they were younger.

Jake laughed. "What are we doing here, Miley?"

"Having fun," She said in a sing-song voice as she ran over and jumped onto a bright yellow swing. Jake walked behind and started to push her.

"I love the swings!" Miley's voice echoed as Jake pushed her as high as she could go. She tilted her head back so she could see Jake's face. "Your turn!"

Miley jumped off the swing onto the soft sand covering. Jake shook his head. "No, thats okay."

"Come on Jake, its fun!" He still said no. "Ooooh I see. Is Jake Ryan too cool for the swings?" Miley joked.

"As a matter of fact I am WAY too cool for the swings." Jake smiled.

"Oh shut up," Miley laughed and playfully shoved his shoulder. She then got behind him and started pushing his back towards the swings. Once he was next to the swing Miley pointed sternly with her finger. "Sit." Jake did as he was told. Miley giggled then sat on the swing next to him, matching his pace so they were swinging the same way.

"See, I knew you would like the swings." She laughed, pointing at Jake's eye to eye smile. He tried to cover it up, but didn't manage that well at all.

After a few minutes, Jake was still smiling. "I know the swings are fun and all, but what are you still smiling about?" Miley asked with a puzzled look on her face. Jake thought it was cute.

Jake didn't really care if he was about to sound stupid right now. Miley knew him better than anyone else and she would understand what he was talking about. " I don't know... it's just, remember when we talked about wanting to be kids again?" He waited for acknowledgment, so Miley nodded. "Well right now I feel like a kid. Just like how we talked about." Jake laughed at how stupid he thought he sounded.

"Yay! I wanted you to be happy." Jake got off his swing and walked over to Miley, stopping her swing. Putting both of his hands in Miley's soft, wavy brown hair, he leaned in.

"Thank you," He whispered into her ear. Miley was holding his waist inbetween her legs as he leaned in and kissed her softly. It continued deeper until they heard a young voice.

"Ewwie!" She broke away from Jake and turned to see a young girl with high pig-tails. Her eyes were blindfolded by her mother's hand.

"Come on Becky, we're going home." The mother said sternly, pulling her daughter in the opposite direction.

Miley and Jake laughed. "Opps, maybe we shouldn't be doing this here..." Miley glanced around at all the younger kids with G-rated eyes playing innocently on the playground.

"Who cares?" Jake grinned, then leaned in for another kiss.

Miley only let it last a few seconds before she pulled away. She pushed Jake away from her, "Come, lover boy, we're going home." She giggled and took Jake's hand as they walked back to his house.

So thats the first chapter of the sequel to The Bet. I hope you liked it. I have a vague ideal of what I'm going to do, but if you have any suggestions or ideas PLEASE tell me! Thanks for reading, Please review!!

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SHERRIE.