Feelings of a New

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Miley Stewart stared at herself in the full length mirror in her bedroom. Her dark blue eyes starting at her the top of her head, they quickly traveled the length of her long brunette hair. She let her eyes drift to her chest where her breasts were. They were little, very little, too little in her opinion. It didn't deter her as her gazed landed on her stomach, the only thing on her body that she was proud of. Her stomach was the envy of most guys and girls. She had a 6 pack, her stomach was well worked and she allowed a small smile come to her lips as she thought. Her friend Oliver always whined when he saw her stomach and declared it was unfair he didn't have a 6 pack too. Her gaze went low past the curves of her hips and her eyes froze. She stared hard as if trying to see past what she thought was a curse to her and her entire being. She reached down to touch her extra appendage, but hesitated. She sighed heavily and ran a hand through her long thick hair. Then she finally turned away from her reflection. Why couldn't I just be normal, she thought.

"Miley, you're going to be late, you better get a move on bud", came Robby Stewart's from the other side of her bedroom door.

Miley jumped a little at the sudden voice," Yeah dad I'll be down in a couple mintues", she replied quickly and not long after the footsteps of her father could be heard retreating back down the stairs.

Miley walked over to her dresser and pulled out a pair of silk black boxers that she quickly put on. She was about to walk off to her closet when, she suddenly pulled open the drawer beside the one she obtain her underwear from. She reached in and pulled on a black bra. Yea, she decided, I think I'll wear a bra today. She then walked over to her closet a pulled out a pair of black cargo short that were a size too big for her and a nice short sleeved button up shirt. She went to her dresser and pulled out a plain white beater and then got dressed, finishing over her look with some black low top converse. She put her hair in a messy pony tail and grabbed her blue book bag and her keys and jogged out her bedroom and downstairs.

When she got downstairs she traveled through her spacious living room into her modern sized kitchen. She found her dad cooking eggs while singing his own version of a country hit he has heard before into the black spatula. Miley chuckled softly, she really did love and appreciate her dad, he loved her no matter what and that was proved the day she was born and quickly proved again when he took on the role of a single parent when her and her brother's mother passed away just years ago.

Miley walked over to her father and stood next to him for a minute before he realized that his daughter had been standing there. He stopped in the middle of his song and smiled at her, took the eggs of the burner and then pulled her into a warm embrace. Miley rested her head against her father's shoulder and wrap her toned arms around her dad. After a few second they both pulled back from the hug with Robby placing a quick kiss on her forehead.

"So darlin you excited for your last year in school", he asked giving her his attention even as he piled eggs onto their two plates.

Miley had turned seventeen months ago and summer had officially ended yesterday in her opinion as it was back to school, her first day of her senior year.

"Yeah, I guess not so crazy about having to wake up early in the mornin' again", with that she rolled her dark piercing eyes and took her seat at the table and poured herself a glass of orange juice from the pitcher that was waiting on the table. As she began to eat her father too sat down at the table and began eating. Throughout the meal Miley was unusually quiet and that was the reason her father threw her concerned glances as they quietly ate.

Miley finished her meal quickly and stood from the table, she grabbed her back pack and walked around the table and gave her father a quick hug before departing. Miley unlocked her car with the remote that hung from her keys. She hopped in her Lacrosse 2010 Sport Sedan that she had gotten for her sixteenth birthday. She threw her book bag in the back seat and pulled out of the driveway. She glanced at the time, seven thirty, plenty of time to pick up her friend Oliver.

Oliver was just like another brother to her. She could count on him for anything, they had known each other for years, they quickly became friends when she moved to California when she was 13 years old. She confided in him when dealing with her mother's death which occurred months before her moving here to Malibu. About a year later she told him her secret about herself, about the kind of body she had. When she told him he had thought she was joking until she had quickly removed her pants to show him. He had been dumbfounded for a few minutes and she had took it as rejection and left her room with tears in her eyes after redressing herself. A few seconds after she had left Oliver was next to her pulling her into a warm comforting hug. She had sobbed on him for a few minutes with him speaking comforting words to her. They had spent that night talking about it and how he felt about her added private parts. He was a little hurt that she didn't trust in him to tell him sooner, but understood the insecurities she must have felt. That was also the day that Oliver became a part of her family in her and her family's minds.

Miley pulled up to her friend's house and saw he was standing at the end of his driveway waiting for her. Her friend Oliver stood at 6'2 while she was only 5'8. He was surprisingly muscular with his tall height; his arms were much defined, because he took weight class in their school. Years prior his hair was a long shaggy dark brown, but he decided to die in pure black and cut into a short kind of spiky look. He was dressed in a light blue short sleeved polo shirt and wearing baggy white cargo shorts and some white air force ones.

Oliver quickly got in the car and threw his book bag in the back seat with hers. He then greeted Miley with a special handshake that they had made up as friends years ago.

"So are you hyped up or what I can't wait to get started on my senior year, we'll be the big fish of the school Miles and we'll get all of the hot girls", Oliver spoke happily and with glee.

Miley laughed softly," Yeah, can't wait, another year of hard work and with the new addition of the pressures of college and you're crazy if you think you're getting any girls without your own ride", she explained to him.

Oliver frowned lightly as he thought about," I guess you're right what girl would want a 17 year old boy that doesn't even have his own car yet, man I really wish I could trade my mom for your dad", he said with an amused grin.

" Well maybe if you actually get a job and work for some of the money to pay for a car she'll help you out and pay for some of it too, ever think of that", Miley suggested to her friend while pulling into the school's parking lot.

"Um no actually, but I might actually give that a try, heck, I'll try anything as long as I get my own car out of it", he expressed to her with a quick shrug of his shoulders.

Miley laughed at her friend's antic and her and Oliver reach back and grabbed their book bags and exited the car. They walked together to Sea view high, the high school they had attended for 3 years now and were quickly about to push on their fourth. They went to the office to pick up their class schedules and found that they had only 3 classes together this year. They were a little disappointed but they also had lunch together so at least they had that time to spend together.

They then headed to their lockers which were in different hallways so they had to part ways for the time being. Miley unlocked her locker to grab her French book, she would need and an extra notebook she'd need later on in her day. She put them in her book bag and before she could zip it back up someone had ran right into her. Miley was pushed back, because of the hit and it also caused her to utter a quiet, "Ouch".

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry I was just looking down at these papers and wasn't looking where I was going I'm so sorry I ran into you", the other person apologized in a very fast and embarrassed tone.

Miley looked up at the person that hit her and she froze up. Her eyes stared at a stunning blonde girl, who was also the girl who had undoubtedly ran into her. This girl was absolutely beautiful, in Miley's opinion. She had long bright blonde hair that hung to her waist line. Her figure was very curvaceous and fit. Her face was round and she had very healthy looking slightly tanned skin. Her eyes were her most stunning feature. Her bright blue eyes were beyond beautiful in comparison to Miley's dark blue eyes. The girl was decked out in a pink V-neck t-shirt and some short denim shorts, deliciously short, and she had on some pink high top converse.

Miley suddenly snapped out of her frozen state. The girl stepped toward her and reached out her hand, "Hey I'm Lilly, I'm really sorry I ran into you I just moved here so I'm just not used to things here yet, I am so sorry I ran into you like that", she explained with a pink tint to her cheeks showing off her embarrassment.

Miley noticed the girl blushing and thought it just made her all the more cute. Miley shook the girl's hand realishing in how soft it was," I'm Miley and I understand, it's no problem at all, I hope you enjoy you're time here at uh um … Sea view high", Miley stumbled out nervously. They retracted their hands and Lilly then let out a small giggle at Miley's nervous state, even though she was the same way not long ago.

"Well it was nice meeting you, but we should both really get to class on time, I really don't want to be late on my first day here", Lilly explained with a soft smile.

Miley smiled back at her," You're right, so I'll guess I'll just see you later then Lilly", Miley retorted.

Lilly smiled again," yeah we'll be seeing each other Miley", and with that she walked off toward her class. Miley shamelessly stared at Lilly's great figure as she walked away from her. Miley shook her head as if to clear her head and then slung her book bag onto her shoulder before also walking away to her class, not wanting to be late to class either. Miley thought of Lilly, the new girl, all the way until her first class. She could not wait to tell Oliver of the cute and clumsy girl she had met this morning, maybe he was right about meeting hot girls during their senior year.

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