Summery-In her diary, Lilly Truscott writes about herself, her friends, and her obsession, Oliver Oscar Oken. But when the worst person possible finds her diary, she might loose her friendship and her everything she cares about.

AN-This is my second Loliver story, and even though the plot might sound a little cheesy, I'm going to try to make it work. And this sotry will probibly have about 5 chapters, mybe a little more. Oh, and the stuff about Lilly's brother is from the 1-800-Where-R-You series, by Meg Cabot.

Disclaimer-I don't own Hannah Montana.

Lilly's Diary: A Lilly/Oliver Story

My name is Lillian Caitlin Truscott and this is my diary.

Ok, lame way to start this. But then again, I always though that writing in a diary was lame, too, so I think a lame start to this lame diary is perfect. The only reason I'm writing in this diary in the first place is because my grandma gave it to me for Christmas, and my mom said it would be nice to use it.

Anyway, I'm 15 and I'm obsessed with skateboarding and surfing. My family's pretty typical. I have a dad, a mom, a 20-year-old brother, and a 12-year-old brother. Ok, so truthfully, my family's not all that normal. At my older brother isn't. Well, unless you think that hearing voices that tell you to kill yourself is normal. Anyway, moving on.

My best friends are Miley Stewart AKA teen pop sensation, Hannah Montana (but no one besides her two best friends and family know that) and Oliver Oken.

And now that we're on the subject of Oliver...he's my real obsession. I can't stop looking at him and thinking about him. I love him. Plain and simple. But I can't tell him. Ever. He's been my best friend since pre-k and if I told him, our friendship might be over.

Now, I know I sound completely cliche and stupid. You know, best friends fall for each other and have the perfect relationship. But I can't help who I fall for. And I fell for Oliver. Harder then I'd ever fallen for anyone.

So, I sit and daydream about the millions of possibilities of things that could happen if I told him. The good ones, the bad ones, the amazing ones, and the horrible ones.

I know that if I ever told him, I wouldn't be able to tell him everything I want to do with him. To do to him.

I never thought I would love someone so much that I'd be this obsessed with them. And I never thought that I'd write this much about anyone. But then again, I never thought I'd think about anyone this much either. I guess Oliver is making a lot of impossible things possible with me.

So maybe that means that something else impossible will become possible and Oliver will love me too. And maybe I'm delusional. I guess I'll find out eventually.

Well, I'm still Lillian Caitlin Truscott, and I'm still obsessed with Oliver Oscar Oken. And this is the end of my first lame diary entry.

-Lilly Truscott