Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Hannah Montana. Do I wish to?? I have no idea, because I am seriously confused.
Plot- It is senior year, a few days before gradation, and everything is hectic. From trying to fix everything wrong in the high school, to getting ready for it all, and for Lilly and Oliver, they are handling love for each other. In Lilly's Point Of View.
I feel like stabbing myself with a knife. Why? Because… life. Now don't go there about everyone feels, about the worst day of there life's, right? Yeah, only it is senior year, a few days before we graduate. I feel like I am invisible. Though once I spoke up I wished I was invisible. Ironic huh? I mean I had to tell Oliver I loved him, ruin graduation. Tell Miley that Hannah Montana is some nasal singer girl, who is always acting like a blender. Then we ruin are friendship, just for me trying to tell her about Oliver.
Confused much? Join the club. Okay… fine the full story? Coming up.
I jumped out of bed and did my daily routine. Dress. Brush Hair. Eat. Brush Teeth. Leave. As I grabbed my book bag and headed out of my house I couldn't help but smile. I was walking over to Oliver's. Also, I was about to graduate!! I flipped my blonde hair in the wind, making it flow gracefully. I walked up to Oliver's door and knocked on the door. I giggled as I looked up and saw Oliver waving out his window. His skin was bare, from what I could see so I giggled some more. "Come up here!" he yelled from his window. "From the door or from the roof?" I yelled. When were ten, I remembered we figured out that if you climb up the white pole…
You can come through his window to get to his room. "Whatever works for you." he yelled.
I put my book bag over my shoulder, and climbed up the white pole. It was easy now that since Oliver and I made little foot holes for our well… feet. I walked up onto the semi-roof, ((Which slated down, so I had to be careful, as Mom would put it)) and crawled into Oliver's room. I giggled and wiped the blonde strains of the rat nest I called hair out of my face. I looked up and I saw Oliver in nothing then a green short towel wrapped around his waist. I turned away and giggled. "Shouldn't you have… you know warned me, or I don't know got dressed?!" I said in a fake annoyed tone. I wasn't annoyed at all! He looked HOT! He turned back around to see his body again. It was covered it water, which was from the shower I was guessing. It sparkled from the light, shining his figure. He smiled and stepped forward, stepping on something. "Buzz, Buzz, Buzz Lighting to the Rescue!" it rang from the pile on his floor. I bent down, moved the molded ((Ew!!)) papers, and food to see where the noise came from. A Buzz Lightyear doll from Toy Story? "What is up with a Buzz Lightyear doll?" I said holding the doll.
Oliver grabbed the doll from my hand, and rubbed it. I laughed and put my hand on my hip. "Let me hear it." I said with a raise of my left eyebrow. "It brings back my childhood." He said dropping to the floor. "Turn around." He murmured. I did so and eeped a little eep. He was changing!! "Okay, turn back around." He said. I turned around my eyes seeing a guy in a red t-shirt, with gray sleeves under it. Also, with old blue jeans on his legs. I giggled. "Come on. Let's go. I promise Miley that we would meet her in the front of the school." She said crawling out of the window. "Okay…" Oliver murmured as he crawled out of the window.
Authors Note: Review!! First Fan-Fic so go easy on me. Though I do want things I can fix!! Much Love 3!! Review!