Lilly Truscott reminded her of the beach; the turquoise baby blue eyes that remind her of rich, cloudless breezy skies, as well as the foamy waves crashing to her thoughts, the long, silky blonde hair representing the warm sun and the golden sands.
It was also the way Lilly was so cheerful and boldly ambitious, yet soothing in her own way. She didn't even have to do anything, and Miley would find herself relaxed and amused in the girls' presence.
Lola Luftnagle reminded her of the parties--dark, alluring, strobe lights flashing in rhythm with her pulse. The confidence dripped down her skin, she was so drenched in it, with her quirky, bright wigs and tight, revealing clothing.
When Hannah is dancing with Lola, skin swallowing skin, touches amplified and leaking Hannah's lungs of air, she never realizes this is the same girl she lays out on the beach with, baking in the sunlight, the same girl that reminds her of that very beach. Hannah never realizes it's the same girl she has spent countless nights laughing and gossiping and watching horrible gory movies with, the same girl she drags her feet along beside of down hallways in that place they go to learn.
It never really occurred to Miley, nor Hannah, she was the same person until about four seconds ago.
They were in class. Lilly only needed a pencil. Miley handed her the extra one she had in her purse, in the process of which their fingers brushed.
And Miley felt her gut twist and something near her bladder throbbed and the section of her skin that had brushed Lilly's seemed to be like fire which was currently spreading across her body and she could feel the searing hot beads of sweat bubbling beneath her skin, prepared to gush out.
The exact same she felt around Lola.
"You okay, Miles?" Lilly asked below her breath, as the teacher was speaking in front of the classroom. "Your face is red as—"
"Miss Truscott, Miss Stewart, when you're done, please."
Miley opened and closed her mouth repeatedly, like some stupid fish, eyes wide, like a deer in headlights.
"Sorry," she heard Lilly say in front of her.
She turned her head back down to her notes but she didn't really see anything except the ocean, roaring and crashing,
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This is probably the shortest chapter I've ever written for anything. Also my first shot at any Liley, btw, although I've loved it for a while. It'll be a two-shot, but I think it could make a pretty good story if anyone wants that. Let me know what you thought.