Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana.

Warning: Contains mention of m/f and f/f sex.

A/N: This is a sequel to 'You Are So Beautiful to Me.' Set in early season 2, a couple of weeks after the episode You Are So Sue-able to Me.

"Aww... that's cute!"

"No, you're cute."

"No, you're cute!"

"You're cuter!"

"You're so cute when you tell me I'm cuter!"

"But you are cuter..."

Miley rolled her eyes as Lilly and Matt started on yet another one of their 'odes to cuteness' - for what felt like the tenth time today. Around them, the noise and bustle of lunchtime at Seaview High was in full swing, some students eagerly sharing the latest gossip or chatting about the hippest new music and TV shows, others hurriedly trying to finish their homework from last night before their afternoon classes, all whilst doing their best to ignore the taste of the recycled toxic waste the school tried to pass off as cafeteria food.

However, all this frantic activity was lost on the boy and girl who sat at one of the tables in the outside dining area, lovingly gazing into each other's eyes, and feeding each other small and dainty mouthfuls of food off the one plate that was placed between them. They were completely oblivious to all around them, including their two dining companions who sat at the same table, and who now caught each other making matching grimaces.

"God, I never knew 'cute' could get so nauseating!" said Oliver.

"Tell me about it!" replied Miley. "If I ever start acting like that with one of my boyfriends, you have my permission to kick my ass!"

"Oh don't worry. If both my best girl buds start acting like that, there will definitely be ass kicking!" Oliver glared at Lilly, but she and Matt were making baby-faces at each other, apparently not having heard a word that he and Miley had said. "Most likely followed by a rapid descent into insanity," Oliver continued.

Miley looked back over at Lilly sitting next to her boyfriend of roughly two weeks now, and shook her head at their antics. Although she had been partly responsible for them getting together, and she was glad that her friend had found someone whom she seemed so into, Miley hadn't really expected it to turn out like this. Lilly barely talked to her or Oliver anymore. The blonde spent most of her free time with Matt. Free time that she had previously had for Miley and Oliver. Even when they were together, like at lunchtimes, Lilly and Matt only had eyes for each other. And although Miley and Oliver kept each other company, Miley still missed the quality girl-time with her BFF. But since she didn't want to start acting all jealous and ruin Lilly's happiness, Miley hadn't said anything to her. If that's what makes Lilly happy, then I'll support her.

"Oh, there's only one boiled carrot left." Lilly and Matt had eaten most of the food on their shared plate, though with their constant complimenting of each other, it had taken them most of the lunch-break to do so.

"You can have it," offered Matt.

"No, you can," responded Lilly.

"No, I want you to have it."

"No, you should. You're a growing boy."

Miley wasn't exactly sure why anyone would want the shriveled-up soggy orange things. Everyone assumed they were carrots, but nobody was a hundred-per-cent certain...

"We can share." Matt and Lilly were continuing with their carrot dialogue.

"Okay."

Miley saw Oliver with his fingers down his throat pretending to gag. Looking back at the other two, Miley just caught a glimpse of Lilly placing the carrot between her teeth, half of it sticking out, and Matt leaning in to bite off the other half, their lips brushing together in a kiss at the same time. Hurriedly looking away, she found herself staring back at the remains of her own meal, which consisted mostly of the sketchy boiled carrots that she hadn't found the courage to eat yet, and was suddenly joining Oliver in fighting back nausea. She quickly pushed her plate away, and was just able to avoid throwing-up. She would probably never eat another carrot again, though. Just as long as they don't start making out at the table!

"Oh man!" exclaimed Oliver, at the same time that a chorus of wolf-whistles and cheers went up from some of the surrounding tables.

"They're making out at the table again, aren't they?" asked Miley, still refusing to look back in their direction.

"Yeah."

Squeezing her eyes shut, Miley slumped forward onto the table in front of her, her forehead hitting the tabletop with a dull thud. She lifted her head back up and banged it down again a few more times, hoping to bludgeon the memory of Lilly and Matt's carrot-kiss out of her brain. If she could knock herself unconscious in the next thirty seconds, she wouldn't have to listen to their good-byes as they went off to class, either. It didn't work. When the bell rang for end of lunch, Miley could still hear them.

"I have to go babe. I'll see you after school."

"I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you more."

"No, I'll miss you more!"

"I love you."

"I love you more."

"No, I love you more."

"Bye..." Lilly's voice trailed off. "Um... when did Miley fall asleep?"