"Lilly, I have to tell you something…" Jackson stumbled over his words.
"What is it?" Lilly asked. Her eyes were staring intently into his. He couldn't help but notice her knee was touching his on the couch. He fidgeted in his seat.
"I-"
"Lilly! What do you think of this outfit?" Miley interrupted coming down the stairs. Lilly turned her attention to her best friend.
"Not very award-showy Miley… You should try that one you bought the other day," She got up from the couch and followed Miley down the hall, discussing clothes of unimportance to the person sitting on the couch.
Jackson sighed in defeat and slumped down onto the couch. Out of all his failed attempts, this one was the least embarrassing.
He got up from the couch and walked to the fridge, stumbling on something of Mileys' on the way. He grabbed a soda and walked back to the couch. He sat there with his open pop in his lap when Lilly screeched.
He jumped up and spilled his soda all over the couch, coffee table, and himself. He swore, and then ran to Miley's bedroom knocking down many pictures hanging on the wall on the way. The bedroom door was open so he ran in, but it was empty. He saw the closet open and pushed the clothes back to reveal a door to a bigger closet. He pushed open the handles and opened the door.
"Jackson!" Miley's scream was muffled.
He looked at his little sister tied to a chair and gagged with one of her scarves. His eyes then focused on Lilly. Staring at him, looking him over from head to toe- checking him out. He knew what he had to do.
He smiled as he closed the gap between the in a second. He pressed his lips to hers hard. She greeted him with the same enthusiasm and ran her hands through his hair. He put his hands on her back. He opened his eyes and saw that Miley disappeared. He closed his eyes again, and enjoyed the kiss. He pressed her closer and closer. He reached down and started to unbutton her pants.
"Jackson!" Miley screamed.
He opened his eyes and he was lying in his bed. Sweat running down his face and back, he looked at his alarm clock. 8:00. He was going to be late for school. Again.