Alrighty, here's a two shot for today! And I have a project due Wednesday that I'm procrastinating for this, so you all better thank me by reviewing! (I really don't wanna do the project!)
Disclaimer: This song belongs to Mitchel and Emily, and of course Disney. Is it me, or do they own everything good?!
"Lilly what took you so long?!" Todd asked me as I stepped out of my mom's car and onto the curb outside of the movie theatre.
"My mom had to get ready for a party tonight," I explained, pointing my thumb back to the car at my mother who was still shouting safety tips at me. Oh mom.
"Oh, hi Mrs. T." he called, waving at the car. She waved politely back. A few of the other guys came over and said their hellos. Miley stepped by my side as I sighed.
"They always look at her," I vented. "I mean, I'm her daughter, and their age! Why can't anyone see that?!"
"Because your mom wears less… conservative clothes," Miley answered.
"I'm sick of this! Now I know how Kate felt in John Tucker Must Die!"
"Hey guys, what's going on?" Oliver asked, skateboarding over to our group.
"Oh, the usual. Guys crowding my mom as I stand in the background and watch enviously." But he'd left after I said mom. Boys! "That's it!" I decided, turning to Miley, who seemed a little scared. "I want another makeover, but this time for real!"
"Uh, no thanks. Last time I did that I ended up with the smell of spaghetti in my hair for a week and a half!"
"I won't sue anyone this time!" I promised.
"Ok, but then you have to agree to enter the talent show next month!" she threatened. Urgh, stupid ultimatums!
"Urgh, fine!"
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I walked into the school building, confidently walking to my locker. Just as I was grabbing my textbook, Oliver walked over with Miley.
"Hey Miles, who's that at Lilly's locker?" he whispered thinking I couldn't hear. I shut my locker door and turned just in time to see his jaw to hit the floor. I couldn't stop the smirk on my face.
We were now in eleventh grade, but I remember when Miley and I had made me look something like this in ninth. He'd been out of town visiting his grandmother in Iowa, hence my lack-of-a-date. Usually we'd go to a dance with eachother, but obviously that wasn't happening.
Now, I impatiently let his eyes wander over my body. Wow, never thought I'd let Oliver do that. But I tapped my foot as he noticed my shoes; BCBGirls "Fondale" Thong sandals; my skirt, a short faded denim pair; my shirt, a pink Faria Beach halter top from Hollister; up to my face which had sparkly pink lip gloss (plumper), blush, pink eyeshadow, eyeliner, and mascara; and finally my hair, parted to the side with some new highlights.
"L-Li-Lilly?" he stuttered, his mouth opening and closing like a fish.
"Oliver?" I mocked, the same fascination in my tone. He snapped back and turned to address Miley.
"Yup, it's her," he confirmed. He then turned his attention back on me. "So, why're you dressed like that?"
"I wanted a change," I answered with a shrug. We started walking to our first hour class. When we entered, no one seemed to care. But when someone looked, and then gasped, that basically got everyone's attention. And I guess my new look kept it.
For the whole week, no one breathed a word about my mom. All of the focus on the Truscott women came from me. And I'd never felt happier. Or well, at least that's what I thought.
Friday afternoon, Miley and I were at our usual table at Rico's. I was reading a magazine and Miley was filing her nails when Oliver jogged over.
"Hey Lilly, we're starting a burping contest. Ya want in?" he asked.
I was about to accept, when I realized how wrong that would be. "EW!"
"But you used to love them! You were like, the burping queen!"
"Used to and were being the key terms." And with that, I grabbed my magazine and left. I noticed Oliver say something to Miley, and then glance over at me.
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Hmm, what to do, what to do? I could call Lilly and- oh, right. Lilly doesn't skateboard anymore. It feels like I've lost my best friend. But I guess, if you think about it, I have. This Lilly Truscott only likes shopping and staring at guys.
She even changed her alter ego! Yeah sure, it's still Lola, but she doesn't do colorful outfits and hair! She now has layered brown hair with bangs in her face that have red tips on them. I mean, I guess that's ok. She doesn't get strange looks wherever we go with Hannah, but I miss Lilly! It's like, without her, there's nothing for me to do. Maybe I just need a life.
I nearly jumped out of my bed when I heard the phone ring. It was Miley. "Hey," I answered.
"Hey, it's time for your lessons."
Yes, something to do! "K, be right over." I picked up my board and, after staring at it solemnly for a moment, ran outside and started over to Miley's house.
So, I don't think it's very good, and it's a little short, but hey! Give me some credit!
Next one'll be up in a little bit!