Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana. I don't even own my imagination cuz I sold it on eBay.

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She had seen him in the hallways and thought nothing of him. He had just been another guy from her French class.

Miley on the other hand, being Miley talked to him every now and then. He seemed nice. The only thing she knew about him was that he had a controlling girlfriend. How?
Well it had been career-day at their school and Miley had decided to check out veterinarian while Lilly had decided on checking out the lawyer occupation, which was utterly boring by the way! Who in their right mind would dress like that when you had the money to actually buy clothes with colours?! And the way she talked! God, Lilly was lucky she got out of there alive! Anyway, when they met up later that day at lunch Miley lend toward her.

"God! Seriously! There was a really freaky girl there. She was sitting with what appeared to be her boyfriend during the lecture, which is nice you know, no harm there, but then she was like all hold my hand´, and he did for a while, but for some reason he let go. Then she held out her hand in a really demanding way, in a sorta grab my hand or else way. It was really freaky! She totally scared me!" Lilly looked at her.

"That is scary! Poor guy, he's so whipped!" Lilly took a bit from her sandwich and laughed. Miley smiled and took a bit of hers.

She had pretty much forgotten about that until one day Miley whispered to her "that's her!" the blonde girl looked after the couple that had just walked by.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I am. That's her!" The guy she was walking with looked familiar…

"Wait, isn't that the guy from our French class? Oken or something?" Miley looked at her.

"Yeah, I think your right, it is him. Huh, I never would have thought…"

Charming story, right? Well that was about all she noticed of him for the rest of the year.

Things changed the year after though, she started to notice him and for some odd reason, she found herself hoping every time she saw him that he had broken up with his controlling girlfriend. Why she did, she had no idea. It wasn't like she liked the guy or anything because she already did like some one else from her biology class. His name was Adam and he was your typical hunk. He was tall, tanned and had a smile to die for. He was her new Jake Ryan.

It was your basic average crush, she had never spoken to him, and she never had any intention of doing so either. Miley had tried a thousand times to get her to talk to him, but she always refused. She never was the kind of girl who could just walk up to people she didn't know and start talking to them, hell she had difficulties with that when it came to people she did know. She really was pathetic. Here she was, a girl at the age of 17 going on 18 and she had never had a boyfriend or even ever gotten a kiss. She was the weird un-kissed girl. Seriously. And it didn't help that her best friend Miley always had the guys staring at her, it had been like that since they were 14. She went on dates all the freakin' time, while she, Lilly, went on non. Oh the joy's of being a social outcast, because that was what she was. She was the weird un-kissed girl who always was too loud or too quiet. She was nothing more.

It wasn't that she didn't like it, because she did, very much, but sometimes, just sometimes it would be nice to get noticed by a guy who wasn't out to make your life hell. Oh, did she forget to mention that she had a worst enemy? Well, she did and its name was Ted, but she usually just called him dickhead.

She stood by her desk, getting her books from her backpack when a voice suddenly said "Hands up!" Lilly turned around to find Oken or Oliver if you like, pointing at her with a banana. She laughed and put her hands up as a sign of surrender.

"I surrender, I surrender!" He smiled. She did as well. He had a cute smile she noted.

"What is: hands up in French?" Lilly just shrugged her shoulders, she had no idea.
"Probably something really French-like, like hands en haut or something." They laughed a bit before she her attention was brought to Miley who had now entered the classroom. The horrid teacher soon followed and the class began.

Nothing more eventful happened that week, not that the fact that Oken had spoken to her was eventful. It would have been if she had liked him, but she didn't so. And besides, he had a girlfriend. A very controlling girlfriend if she might add. Not that she cared. If that was the kind of girls he liked so be it. But whatever, she didn't care. What she did care about though was that the new Jake Gyllenhaal movie was coming out this Friday and that she now had a date with the cinema. Hopefully Miley would come, because gong alone to the movies is just sad and awfully pathetic.

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So? What did y'all think? A bit meaningless perhaps? Well I must say that that's kind of the point. Or the point is that this fic doesn't have a point. It's just about Lilly and her thoughts towards the subject of Oliver in this fic and how she handles life at school.. Nothing more and nothing less.

Yes, it's short, but just look at it as an introduction

Anyway, the next chapter will be up rather soon, probably this Friday, if not tomorrow.