Truth or dare and lackson are the two things that I especially love in a Hannah Montana fic. There aren't too many out there, and I am getting tired of waiting for you guys to write more, so I am writing my own.

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Miley's POV

Today is Friday, which means it is the weekly sleepover day for me and Lilly. I had a Hannah concert earlier, so I don't have any Hannah things tomorrow. Lilly came with me as Lola, but now she went home to get ready for our sleepover, just like I am doing. I went to my room and changed to my button-up black and white Hannah PJ's that I wore in Pumpin' Up the Party, and now I am moving my bed over to make space in my room for Lilly and I to "sleepover" in. Jackson is having Cooper sleep over tonight, too, which is a little weird- I thought sleepovers were a girl thing, at least once you are teenagers, but Jackson's not really conventional.

Ring, ring. The phone rang.

"Lilly in ten!" I shouted downstairs, hoping I was heard by Jackson or Cooper over all of the noise they were making. I heard a crash, so I ran downstairs, expecting to see Lilly crashed into the door, only to find her on top of Jackson who was wearing his ninja turtle PJ bottoms and a plain green t-shirt, and my dad, dressed up, closing the door, with Cooper standing nearby, covering his mouth, wearing plaid long pants bottoms and a white t-shirt. I must've missed a show down there.

"Hey, Lilly."

"Hey Miley." She replied, jumping off Jackson, brushing herself off.

"Way to stick the landing, Lilly." Cooper remarked.

Before Lilly or I could respond, my dad told us that he was leaving on a date and he would be home around 12, since it was already 8:45, and a date should be about three hours. I had gotten used to the idea of daddy dating again, even though I couldn't picture him with anyone but my mom. I guess now I can understand that he's lonely and just wants to be happy again, but would never replace my mom. So, daddy left, making us promise not to invite anyone else over and not make a mess, to which we reluctantly agreed.

Lilly and I took off upstairs and decided to start the night with a rousing game of Spill. It was a game that we made up where you had to spill out all of the secrets you had been keeping since last time, so that we be honest as best friends, especially after what happened when I first told her that I was Hannah.

First, we talked about school, and we had each been hiding that we failed the last biology test. Then, we talked about Hannah and skateboarding, where she said that she secretly entered a competition and I told her that Hannah was going to New York for three weeks this summer and it was still undecided who could come with my dad and I. Finally, we talked about boys. I really didn't want to, but Lilly left me no choice, and I with her. I had to confess that I was secretly harboring feelings for two very different guys and I couldn't decide who I liked more. I didn't want to admit who they were, but as the rules of the game were, I had no choice. I had to tell her that I liked both Oliver and Cooper. That's right- my best guy friend and my brother's best friend. How pathetic, or so I thought, until Lilly told me who she was currently crushing on- MY BROTHER!!