Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana, like a goat doesn't own a turkey... if that makes any sense... I'm sleep deprived, so stop being so mean!

Short but it is a starter chap.

Chapter One The Convincing

"A camping trip? God not another one," Lily muttered to Oliver. It was last period Tuesday, and the gang was hanging outside, waiting for the end of free period so they could just go home, and get on with their lives.

"Oh come on, guys! It'll be fun!" I smiled, so we had a little problem getting "down with the dogs" we were sure not to make that mistake this time.

"And this is what you said to me last year," Oliver complained. "And we didn't have fun, we just got a rash!"

"Yeah!" Lilly agreed. "Why can't we just chill out at home while the rest of the class goes on the trip?"

"Sounds good to me," Oliver said, resting his hand on Lilly's thigh.

"Oliver!" She hissed, blushing. But still he didn't remove his hand.

"Well, I think it'll be fun, I'm in," Jake smiled, kissing my cheek.

"Good," I grinned, "But I'm not going without my best friends! Please won't you come with me? Please Lilly?"

"Miley, won't you just let it be?" Lilly complained. "Oliver and I will be fine, we know how to take care of ourselves Mom,"

"I'm just going to ignore that comment. Oh, Lilly! Will you just please come! I'll let you use the closet."

Lilly knew that I obviously wasn't going to let this go. She frowned, before agreeing: "Fine, but when we get back we are so going shopping!"

"Yay!" I squealed, wrapping my arms around her. "We're going to have so much fun, for sure!"

"Yeah, I think I'm already regretting this..." Lilly said.

"You guys are such party poopers!" I rolled my eyes.

"Well I'm ready for the trip, I just find it weird that none of the teachers are going on that hike with us! I mean, sending us with a camp counselor they've never met!"

"It is strange, but Mr. Corelli said that the counselor was a close, personal friend." I shrugged, "If they trust parents to chaperone, why wouldn't they trust a teacher's friend?"

"I don't know, it doesn't really matter." Lilly muttered, as the bell rang. "It's about time I hate Tuesdays!"

"What kind of person hates Tuesdays?" Oliver questioned her.

"What kind of person hates Wednesdays?" Lilly shot back.

"Ughh... you two!" I scoffed. "You and your little fights!"

I felt Jakes hand wrap around my waist. "So, my house?" He asked the three of us, his breath warm on my ear.

"Sure," I smiled.

"Cool, you guys in too?" Jake questioned Lilly and Oliver.

"Well actually, Oliver was going to come with me to the Skate Park. But if you want to come-"

"It's fine guys, go have fun. Somehow, someway we'll find a way to survive without you," I joked, feigning loss.

"At least I know I'll be missed!" Lilly grinned, "LYLAS Miles,"

"TTYL!"

"You know I hate it when you do that?"

"Do wha'?"

"Speak like your IMing," He rolled his eyes.

"NBD, Jake!" I teased.

"You are impossible," Jake kissed my cheek.

"You must like impossible, Zombie Slayer." I turned my face, crashing my lips on his.